The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

The suitcase was also pushed by Zhou Shaohong's assistant. Zhou Xingyu's life in school is relatively low-key. Whenever there are activities or things given by sponsors, their assistants and agents give them to her. Her boss is her father!

"This is all the luggage you have? You wouldn't have mailed the rest abroad, right?" Zhou Shaohong joked directly with Zhou Xingyu. After all, he knew that his daughter had two different personalities at school and outside of school.

"Do I look like that kind of person, Dad?" Zhou Xingyu smiled and took Zhou Shaohong's arm.

"You've done a lot of ridiculous things, right?" Zhou Shaohong looked as if he needed me to help him recall.

Xi Yujia went shopping with Ji Beixiao at nine o'clock in the morning that day. The things they bought were not blue. The main reason was that Xi Yujia suddenly felt that the room looked uncomfortable. Some of the reserved things would not arrive later, so Ji Beixiao bought some things first to make Xi Yujia's room look more comfortable. Then when Xi Yujia customized a dress, Ji Beixiao wanted to pay for it.

"Forget it! You can't spend all your money, and it's not easy for you, right? You don't earn enough to spend." Xi Yujia smiled. Although he had never asked Ji Beixiao's family what they thought about his relationship, he still felt that he shouldn't spend too much money on the other party, at least at the beginning. If he spent money like water later, it would only mean that Xi Yujia didn't treat Ji Beixiao as an outsider.

"I can afford it." Ji Beixiao smiled, as if to say, "Don't worry about me."

"Let's put things one way or the other. I earn more than you, so it's not right for me to ask you to spend money on everything." Xi Yujia said this to Ji Beixiao when she was trying on different styles. She also told the shopping guide about paying later. So Xi Yujia paid for the dress and Ji Beixiao bought the daily necessities. Then the salesperson asked her if she wanted any bag. In fact, Xi Yujia didn't want to buy a bag every time, but the salesperson said there was a style that was hard to find. After Xi Yujia looked at it, she thought there was no problem and bought it.

On the way back, Ji Beixiao was driving and he said, "You are not very good at saying no to people. You didn't even want to buy a bag, but she recommended it to you, and you bought it." Ji Beixiao said that if you don't want it, you shouldn't buy it.

"Not bad! Do you know what this bag is commonly called?" Xi Yujia said, as if to say, "Did you know? Bags also have different levels."

"I don't buy these things." Ji Beixiao looked as if he didn't know.

"It's a bag that every rich woman wants to have, and it's a symbol of rich women." Xi Yujia smiled, with an expression that said this is just face, as if she was explaining to Ji Beixiao the value of this bag and its virtual symbolism.

"You." As Ji Beixiao was speaking, Xi Yujia's cell phone rang.

Xi Yujia said seriously, "Don't say anything. Don't say anything I say."

However, Xi Yujia spoke French. Ji Beixiao got angry again and decided to learn the basics of French as soon as possible. The main reason was that it was too difficult. Although it was a close relative of English, it was still difficult to learn.

Xi Yujia didn't say anything after hanging up the phone, and threw the phone into the groove of the car door. Ji Beixiao felt that the atmosphere was a bit bad and didn't say anything.

Wang Zihan and James returned home in the afternoon. This was the destination that Wang Zihan's family had originally set for her. Another reason was that their family had a century-old castle-like property here. James' parents would also arrive in half an hour.

In fact, there are not many such large 18th-century buildings here. The interior is well decorated. Even the ordinary decorations cost a huge amount of money to complete.

When James and Wang Zihan returned home, Wang Taixing and his wife had just gotten up. After eating, they asked the housekeeper about the evening banquet and whether the guest rooms had been cleaned up.

Wang Taixing went to the study to work. Wang Zihan and James saw Song Zihui sitting in the living room downstairs giving instructions. Wang Zihan smiled and walked over happily and said, "Mommy, Mommy, you're awake!"

"I'm not like some people who pretend to sleep when something happens." Song Zihui mocked Wang Zihan with pretended indifference, then exposed Wang Zihan with a smile.

Wang Zihan smiled and said nothing. She sat on the sofa next to Song Zihui. Mus smiled and walked over with a book in his arms, saying, "Auntie, are you ready to rest now?"

"Well! If you don't get a good rest, I'm afraid you will blow the magic incense into our room when you come home." Song Zihui spoke with a strong momentum, but gave people a sense of the flexibility of a little woman.

James was stunned by what he said, not knowing what it was, but Song Zihui's tone was too strong, so he asked in confusion. "What is that?"

"It's something that will make you fall into a coma if you smell it. My mom is using metaphors, which is a sarcasm." Wang Zihan smiled when she saw that James didn't understand. Seeing that he still didn't understand, she continued, "It says that we don't want to face our own reality." Wang Zihan smiled and hugged Song Zihui's hand and asked, "Where's Dad?"

"Your father is busy upstairs. There are some things that have accumulated in the evening and have not been dealt with yet. I'll give some instructions here about receiving James' parents later." Song Zihui said in a gentle voice.

"Thank you, Auntie. I'll put the things upstairs first." James said as he walked to Wang Zihan, kissed her on the cheek and went upstairs.