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Chapter 400 Do you still remember the plots of those novels where the domineering female CEO falls in love with the loser?

Seeing Mu Qingcheng looking at her with a puzzled look, as if asking him when he had made sashimi, how come she didn’t know?

Indeed, she had eaten many delicious dishes made by Qin Chuyu, but she had never seen him make sashimi.

Qin Chuyu picked up peanuts, shallots, lemon leaves, fried taro and other ingredients and mixed them with the sashimi in the bowl, then took a chopstick and passed it to Mu Qingcheng's mouth, poking her cheek with her little finger:

"You had a fight with me that day, and you went out to play with Xue'er out of spite. You didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages."

"It just so happened that Ahao brought me two red snappers. I made sashimi for my father-in-law, mother-in-law and younger brother, and then I went out to play."

Mu Qingcheng said nothing, opened her mouth and ate the sashimi beside her.

They treat quarreling as a joke and fighting as physical exercise. If it were an ordinary person, they would have given up and given up eight hundred times.

Unfortunately, these two people have long been accustomed to this life of fighting and playing. Not only do they know each other too well, knowing what is a joke and what is serious, but they are also very generous!

This kind of thing is basically forgotten the next day.

Sometimes, it’s just a matter of eating a meal and everything is fine, and I don’t take it to heart at all.

The sashimi made from several large Anhui fish weighing more than ten pounds was cleaned up in a short while.

At the table, apart from Qin Xianyu and Uncle Mu chatting from time to time, or Uncle Mu teasing his daughter, everyone else's mouths were full.

There was no chatting, and no more praise for Qin Chuyu, for fear that if he said one more word, he would eat less.

Mr. Mu has the most say on this point. Just now when he questioned Mu Zhan and the others, he ate one or two bowls less.

I felt so regretful when I saw that the sashimi was finished!

I hate myself for saying nothing. Can't I talk to them after dinner?

Especially when Qin Chuyu took out a bottle of good wine, the taste of good wine paired with sashimi would really make people linger.

Still unsatisfied, Mr. Mu couldn't help but ask Qin Chuyu: "Um, grandson-in-law, is there anything else? I haven't eaten enough."

When the others heard the old man's greedy words, they not only did not show any intention of laughing, but instead looked at Qin Chuyu.

Because they also want to eat a few more plates, it’s really not satisfying!

Qin Chuyu smiled faintly and said, "That's all I caught today. I'll catch a few more next time."

Hearing that there was no more, a hint of disappointment flashed across Mr. Mu's face. He couldn't help but smacking his lips and smiling bitterly.

Seeing that they were more or less not satisfied, Qin Chuyu said, "Sashimi is meant to satisfy your appetite. It's not advisable to eat too much at one time. If you eat too much at one time, you won't want to eat it next time."

Mu Tian, ​​who often travels around for filming and has eaten all the delicacies of Da Xia, was deeply touched by Qin Chuyu's words: "That's right, no matter how delicious the food is, it won't taste good if you eat too much."

"For example, I loved Sichuan cuisine and hotpot for a while when I was in Sichuan and Chongqing. I ate them almost every day. But one day I vomited. After that, I didn't eat Sichuan cuisine or hotpot again for more than a year."

"Okay, time to eat the hot food."

Qin Chuyu waved his hand and the plates on the table were removed, replaced by a table full of steaming fish feast.

There are fried fish head, colorful fish paste soup, crispy fried fish belly and fish bones, steamed fish belly with black bean sauce, steamed dace head with black bean sauce, cold fish skin, fish balls in soup, fried eggs with fish intestines and fish offal, fish scale jelly and so on.

It can be said that almost everything on the fish, except for some inedible parts, has been processed and served on the table by Qin Chuyu.

Of course, there was another dish on the table that looked like a clear favorite, and that was the small pot of salted fish and eggplant in front of Mu Qingcheng.

Although they are all common types of fish, Qin Chuyu has carefully processed and cooked them, and with his superb cooking skills, he has turned the most common ingredients into delicious dishes.

No one thought about it. This time, everyone ate so much that their stomachs were full and they kept burping.

At night, after taking a shower and changing clothes, Mu Qingcheng shouted to Qin Chuyu: "Xianyu, it's almost time to go. Xue'er and the others are urging us."

Qin Chuyu helped Xiao Qi and Xiao Ming blow their hair slowly and said, "You and the elder sister go first. I'll coax Xiao Qi and the others to sleep before I go."

"Row."

Mu Qingcheng, who had drunk a little white wine at dinner, naturally did not drive, but called A Qing instead.

Ever since the incident with Mu Li ended, after learning that A Qing was indeed sent by Xianyu, Mu Qingcheng asked A Qing to be her personal bodyguard and also her full-time driver when she went out.

Of course, with more work, A Qing's salary also increased. The salary of three small goals a year is unique in the industry.

And because she followed Mu Qingcheng, A Qing could often see the old Dragon Emperor, whom she respected so much.

With Qin Chuyu's occasional guidance and sparring, A Qing's strength also improved rapidly.

In just over a year, A Qing's strength had risen from the previous elite level peak to the ordinary Queen level peak.

Moreover, he has taken half a step into the ordinary king level, and is only a step away from the ordinary king level.

A Qing has also made up her mind that after she breaks through to the ordinary king level, she will try to become a super-human.

Although the failure rate is high, super-bodied cyborgs have higher upper and lower limits than ordinary king-level cyborgs.

For most of the cyborgs, the only way to avoid being stepped on by others and becoming fish on someone else's chopping board is to keep moving forward, breaking through and becoming stronger.

This is also due to the genes in their bodies that drive them to become stronger.

Mu Qingcheng and his group came to the Never-Sleeping City opened by Mu Tianyi.

Because Mu Qingcheng is so famous and has more fans online than even some top stars, Mu Qingcheng and her companions were noticed.

"Wow, that person wearing a black coat and black boots, could it be the famous Mu Group CEO Mu Qingcheng?"

A yellow-haired young man who had just walked out of the Nevernight City saw Mu Qingcheng and the others, especially when he saw Mu Qingcheng, his eyes widened and he was almost drooling.

A young man next to him, who had dyed white hair, wore moccasins, and was wearing the necessary clothes for a young man, put his hand on his shoulder and said jokingly, "Why, it's so rare to see the goddess you've been thinking about, and you can't walk anymore?"

"Why don't you go up and ask for contact information?"

Huang Mao said angrily: "Come on, do you think I'd be worthy of you?"

Another person chimed in, "Speaking of this, Mu Qingcheng's husband is average looking and has no ability, but he still gets to live off her."

"Maybe the rich people just like to eat our wild vegetables?"

When they mentioned this, they felt extremely envious but also hateful at the same time. They all wished they could replace the useless son-in-law of the Mu family and become that useless son-in-law of the Mu family.

At that moment, the white-haired guy suggested to the yellow-haired guy, "Hey, I heard that Mu Qingcheng and her husband don't have a very good relationship. They often quarrel and fight. I guess she must be very empty, lonely and cold inside."

"Master Cheng, you are much more handsome than Mu Qingcheng's husband, and there are several rich women flirting with you tonight. You are also more capable than her useless husband. Why don't you give it a try?"

"Maybe it will work?"

"Her useless husband can eat her gigolo, so why can't you, Young Master Cheng?"

"If it works, you'll be rich!"

The yellow-haired man was somewhat moved by what the white-haired man said.

After all, Mu Qingcheng seldom shows up, and even those rich young men find it difficult to see her.

Now that he happened to meet him in such a place, it was hard not to believe that it was some kind of hint of fate or the protection of the gods.

Furthermore, indeed, everyone would think that Mu Qingcheng’s husband is a complete loser and his appearance is average.

I don’t know if it was because a wealthy woman in her fifties kept flirting with him tonight and gave him a bottle of foreign wine worth thousands of yuan that gave him the courage, but Huangmao asked with a puzzled look on his face: "How do I try it?"

The white-haired man smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you still remember the plots of those so-called overbearing female CEOs falling in love with losers in your favorite novels?"

"Or is it the plot of those novels where a domineering president falls in love with an ordinary girl?"