a mistake

In order to seize the "Valentine's Day" market, Cheng Jingming has been very busy recently. He and several managers worked overtime for several days.Although the Meixiu shopping mall is only one of Meixiu's multiple industries, it is the daughter of Meixiu, so it is particularly valued.

Taking advantage of the weekend break, Fang Nancuo and Cheng Jingming came to a restaurant they frequented, and Cheng Jingming ordered a table of dishes.While waiting for the food, the door of the private room was suddenly opened, and two people walked in.

Cheng Jingming hurriedly pulled Fang Nancuo to stand up and said hello: "Dad, brother, are you here?"

Cheng Junhai glanced at Fang Nancuo beside Cheng Jingming, his tone could not tell whether he was happy or angry: "Well, I will accompany Jing Pan here to meet a few people." His eyes were sharp, and he only glanced at Fang Nancuo, Fang Nancuo was It feels like I've been seen through.

Fang Nancuo said politely, "Hi Uncle, I..."

"Xiao Fang, right?" Cheng Junhai snatched Fang Nancuo's words, "It's pretty good."

Fang Nancuo was so stiff that he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Cheng Jingpan next to him hurriedly smiled and said, "Uncle, Xiao Fang is a little nervous when I see you for the first time."

The corners of Cheng Junhai's mouth rose slightly: "Xiao Fang, don't be nervous."

Fang Nan nodded wrongly and looked at Cheng Jingming in bewilderment.

"Jingming, come and meet these people too, let's have a meal together. We still need their nods for the projects that Meixiu wants to invest in next year." Cheng Junhai said.

"Okay," Cheng Jingming was a little embarrassed, "Xiao Fang..."

Cheng Junhai looked at Fang Nancuo, and said very politely: "Xiao Fang, I will borrow Jingming tonight. You can order whatever you want, and I will let him go home early."

Cheng Junhai's politeness is out of self-cultivation, so it sounds three parts indifferent, three parts natural and four parts irrefutable.

Fang Nancuo nodded hastily: "Go ahead. I will take care of myself."

After Cheng Jingming left, the dishes ordered just now were brought to the table one after another, and only Fang Nancuo was left in the huge private room.He felt a little stuffy in his heart. He expected that Cheng Junhai would not like him, but he didn't expect Cheng Junhai's attitude to be like a cup of warm water, making it difficult to swallow.

Instead, at night, Cheng Jingpan sent Fang Nan wrong a WeChat message: My uncle talks like this, don't mind.He likes you a lot.

Fang Nan looked at this WeChat by mistake, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

Cheng Jingming returned home exhausted at about one o'clock in the evening, and he complained while untiing his tie: "These people drink too much, how did you eat today?"

Fang Nan stood next to him by mistake, hesitated for a moment, "Your father..."

Only then did Cheng Jingming notice Fang Nancuo's expression, and he said disapprovingly: "My father doesn't care about these things, he only asks that the third generation of heirs can be trained to inherit Meixiu."

As soon as he spoke about the child, Fang Nancuo said softly, "Then we..."

Cheng Jingming shrugged: "I haven't figured out how to have a child with both your genes and my genes. Otherwise, let's wait. I think the technology of human cloning is almost mature!"

"Oh." Fang Nan mistakenly felt that he was getting heavier, but seeing Cheng Jingming who didn't take it seriously, he could only swallow the words on his lips.

Recently, Cheng Jingming creatively enrolled Fang Nancuo in another baking class.It was Ma Yunchuan who first heard the news. He was drinking coffee in Cheng Jingming's office at the time.

When Cheng Jingming mentioned the baking class, he didn't pay attention at first, but when he realized it was "baking", he almost spilled the coffee cup in his hand, and he muttered, "What are you doing?" Cultivate Xiaofang according to the chef's direction? You need a cook in your family, why bother him?"

"You don't understand that. You haven't seen that little waist with an apron cutting vegetables in the kitchen." Cheng Jingming stroked his chin with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Ma Yunchuan swallowed embarrassingly: "It's still you Cheng will always play. Let's go to Victoria next Saturday night to play. It is said that there are a few new dancers who have come to the dance academy. Their bodies are soft and they are still young."

"Okay, I'll bring Xiaofang. You work hard, mainly to highlight my single-mindedness." Cheng Jingming felt that Ma Yunchuan was a good contrast.

"Forget it. However, I think if you really want to have a good time with Xiao Fang, you have to think clearly, someone must inherit the throne in your family? Xiao Fang has to be able to do it too, right?"

"what do you mean?"

"You can't have people around the stove every day. Xiaofang has to know how to appreciate art, wine tasting, financial investment, English, equestrianism, and golf, right?"

Cheng Jingming curled his lips: "I won't stop him from what he likes. But I won't force him to accept what he doesn't like either."

Ma Yunchuan was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed: "You are so considerate now, so what's the matter if you put him in the hospital twice?"

Cheng Jingming was a little embarrassed: "I was impulsive back then. I promise I won't do it in the future!"

"Master, who likes to cook and bake? Aren't you forcing others to satisfy your hobby?"

Cheng Jingming felt that he really hadn't considered what Fang Nancuo really liked?If he doesn't like cooking and baking, forget it.Thinking of Fang Nancuo's saying that he likes to impose on others, Cheng Jingming felt that he had to ask Fang Nancuo what he liked.

When Cheng Jingming returned home, a scent of lemon came over his face.Fang Nancuo was busy in the kitchen.

"Xiao Fang, what delicious food do you make?"

Fang Nan didn't look back, and continued to stir the contents of the pot with a silicone spatula: "Lemon cream, supplement vitamin C."

Cheng Jingming walked over, stood behind Fang Nancuo, and asked tentatively, "You like to cook, right? If you don't like it, then don't do it."

"It's okay." Fang Nancuo carefully stirred the cooking pot with a spoon, and he glanced back at Cheng Jingming, "Why did you remember to ask this?"

"Is there anything else you want to learn?"

"English? I can't speak English well. I envy you who can speak fluent English."

"Then I'll find a foreign teacher to teach you." Cheng Jingming put his arms around Fang Nan's waist as he said, "Make a copy of your autumn pear paste, and I'll give it to my dad. At such an age, you should also reduce the fire." gone."

It's almost Valentine's Day, and Cheng Jingming has been expressing and hinting that Fang Nancuo has a big gift for him since very early on.

Fang Nancuo had never given anyone a Valentine's Day gift, let alone someone like Cheng Jingming who lacked everything.Cheng Jingming repeatedly emphasized that there is no need for Fang Nan to buy Valentine's Day gifts by mistake. After all, in the CEO's mind, a person with a savings of only tens of thousands is not far from sleeping in a bridge hole.

Fang Nan thought about it for several days, and decided to cook a table of delicacies to celebrate their first Valentine's Day.So when Cheng Jingming was on a business trip or working overtime, he studied recipes with his nanny at home.