He Xinyan looked at Fang Zheng unconvinced, handed him the knife and said, "Is it so funny?"

My aunt said hurriedly, "Xinyan, go out and play. Let Fang Zheng do it. He is the great chef in our family."

He Xinyan finally walked out of the kitchen, and turned back to glare at Fang Zheng before leaving.

During the meal, He Xinyan deliberately sat next to Fang Zheng, took a bite of the fish and said to him: "Fang Zheng, the fish you cooked is too salty."

"It's not salty." said He Feng.

Botong also tasted it and said, "It's not salty, the saltiness is just right."

Fang Zheng smiled secretly and looked at He Xinyan.

Bo Tong picked up a piece of pork ribs and gave it to He Xinyan, saying, "You should try the braised pork ribs. Fang Zheng's pork ribs are very tasty."

Ho Sin-yan said: "I don't like pork ribs, I like fish, but this fish dish is not well cooked."

"Xinyan, why do you talk like that?" He Xinyan's mother Fang Jiahui immediately stopped her.

He Xinyan smiled with her lips pursed.

Fang Zheng cleared his throat and said, "It's not that the fish is bad, it's that the fish Fang Zheng cooked is bad."

He Xinyan turned her head and stared at Fang Zheng with a sly smile.

Fang Zheng whispered, "I'll make it for you again next time. I'll make a fish that you think is delicious."

He Xinyan smiled triumphantly, "Okay, you must remember this."

Everyone laughed along.

After dinner, Botong and Fangzheng rushed to wash the dishes. Fangzheng said to Botong, "I'll just do my best. You go talk to them. I can't get a word in what they say. Chatting with them is more tiring than washing dishes."

Botong walked into the living room with amusement and helplessness.

Fang Zheng likes to wash dishes quietly by himself. While washing dishes, he can see Du Qingqing across from him. Even if he doesn't say anything, just exchanges a smile, a glance, or even just watches her busy figure turning around silently, he feels that he can understand her loneliness and feel her strength.

Although he doesn't have the same feelings as Botong does for her, he is always concerned about this little sister who grew up with him and Botong, and always wants to do something for her.

Du Qingqing had just walked into the kitchen. She must have just returned home from school and washed some vegetables in the sink. Her mother must have been on the afternoon bus and hadn't gotten off work yet. She frowned slightly, as if she was carrying a hint of sadness, which instantly touched Fang Zheng's heart.

Looking up and seeing Fang Zheng, Du Qingqing gave him a peaceful smile as always.

"What are you looking at?" He Xinyan quietly walked into the kitchen at some point and shouted behind Fang Zheng who was washing dishes.

Fang Zheng was startled. He tried to cover it up by lowering his head and washing the dishes, saying, "I didn't see anything. What are you doing here again?"

"I saw your resume last week," said He Xinyan.

"What resume?" Fang Zheng asked.

"Submit your resume to our company." said He Xinyan.

"You work at Yide Pharmaceutical?" Fang Zheng was very surprised.

"Don't you know? I have been working in the Human Resources Department of Yide Pharmaceutical for two years. I am the reviewer of your resume."

Fang Zheng wanted to find a hole to crawl into. He thought of the resume he wrote, which was as simple as it could be. He didn't want such a shameful thing to happen in front of He Xinyan.

As expected, He Xinyan said, "If someone else had submitted your resume, I would have thrown it into the trash can."

Fang Zheng hesitated and tried to find an excuse for himself, "I was just trying it out - I didn't think I'd be accepted. My personality isn't suitable for a listed company like that -"

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