superstar chef

He remembered that there was a pair of elderly uncle and grandmother living opposite the door, and their children had immigrated abroad, so they would not come back to visit relatives.

And the perfume he smelled now, which resembled the scent of a top-tier international brand... came from his home?

Could it be that Bai Shaorui has already left work?

Taking a woman home to have an affair? !

Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this, his heart beat like a little rabbit, and even the hand that took out the key to open the door trembled slightly.

Finally, I opened the door, changed my shoes, and entered the house.

"Aren't you going to work overtime today?" He put on his slippers, walked out of the hall and looked into the living room, asking.

"Cough..." A clear female cough reminded Mo Yan that there were other people in the room.

Mo Yan was busy carrying things, and walked towards the sofa with a smile, "Hello... Shao Rui..."

Going around the sofa, sitting in front of Mo Yan was an elegant middle-aged woman in her forties who looked like a lady and was well maintained.

"You...you..." Mo Yan looked around nervously, and found that there was no sign of Bai Shaorui in the room, and even the air did not smell of Bai Shaorui, so he was sure that there was only him and the person in front of him in the room...

With the back of his heels, he could figure out who was the one who could enter Bai Shaorui's apartment grandly, so Mo Yan said politely: "Hello, Mrs. Bai."

"Hello, Mr. Mo Yan." Mrs. Bai nodded slightly to Mo Yan in a distant and cold manner, "Put down the things in your hands first, we need to talk."

The smile on Mo Yan's face remained the same, but there was a wave of turmoil in his heart.

Obviously the comer is not good!

017 Mother-in-law's inspection? ! (1642 words)

Mo Yan suddenly felt sorry for Alexander, he put the things in his hand into the kitchen in a panic, washed the handles in the kitchen, forced himself to calm down for a few minutes, and returned to the living room with an embarrassing expression on his face.

The lady sitting on the sofa sized him up with eyes like evaluating a product, and then she said gracefully, "Have you lived with Shaorui for a while?"

Mo Yan stood at the TV wall separated from Mrs. Bai by a tempered glass table, and nodded obediently and cautiously.

Madam Bai asked again: "Are you playing?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, he had seen something contemptuous and disdainful in the lady's eyes, he didn't know how to answer such a direct and sharp question.

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

Mrs. Bai frowned slightly, and Mo Yan secretly glanced at the table, and found that the house key belonging to Bai Shaorui was quietly sitting on the table.

He breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to open the door.

Outside the door, Bai Shaorui looked at him solemnly, with the decent black suit on his wrist, the tie hanging loosely around his neck, a few buttons on the neckline were undone, revealing his unruly and fit collarbone and chest.

"Mom..." Bai Shaorui gave Mo Yan a hurried comforting look, and went straight into the room without even changing his shoes.

Madam Bai changed her serious expression to a warm motherly smile, went up to take the coat from Bai Shaorui's wrist, and asked him gently: "Are you busy these days?"

"Yeah." Bai Shaorui answered his mother honestly, printed a kiss on the beautiful mother's face, and made Mrs. Bai hit him with a smile.

"Have you eaten well recently?" Mrs. Bai asked concerned, reaching out her hand to help her son untie the tie hanging on his shirt.

When her eyes came into contact with the light purple hickey that still remained between her son's neck, her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Mo Yan took out slippers from the shoe cabinet at the door, and placed them in front of Bai Shaorui as naturally as usual.

Bai Shaorui breathed a sigh of relief, raised his feet and looked at Mo Yan bent over to help him put on his slippers.

Madam Bai also watched quietly, without any change in the expression on her face.

"You go cook." After changing his shoes, Bai Shaorui calmly said to Mo Yan.

"Okay." Mo Yan put Bai Shaorui's shoes back on the shoe cabinet, smiled politely at Mrs. Bai and entered the kitchen.

Mrs. Bai raised her hand again to help Bai Shaorui untie his tie, but Bai Shaorui interrupted her: "I'll do it myself..." Pressing down on the black silk tie, Bai Shaorui slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said without blushing: "Don't Forget, your son is almost 30 years old, not three years old."

My mother came prepared this time. If he hadn't received the gossip at the company in advance, maybe now... Bai Shaorui glanced at the kitchen casually, and looked at his mother with a smile.

"You also know that you are almost 30 years old? So, what do you want now? Hmm? What kind of life do you want? With men? Or..." Mrs. Bai paused, then said : "You don't even like those girls who have been scandalized with you in magazines? You just like this man?"

Bai Shaorui curled his lips at his mother in distress, but did not answer.

"Miss He from the He family? Or that gorgeous Miss Xu... Which one do you want to bring into the Bai family's door?" Mrs. Bai was talking about the rumored girlfriends who appeared on the cover of magazines with Aiko, among them were rich and famous ladies. There are also popular entertainment stars.

Bai Shaorui quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Mum, career is the most important thing now, please forgive me..."

"Career is the most important thing? Raising a man's career is the most important thing?" Mrs. Bai was obviously annoyed by her son's carefree attitude. She stared at Bai Shaorui coldly and harshly, aggressively.

With a bitter face, Bai Shaorui hugged his mother and acted like a baby: "Mommy, women nowadays are like tigers, please let your son calm down for a while, besides, there is nothing wrong with raising men, at least they are all males, and they have a lot of common language." ah!"

Mo Yan, who was washing vegetables in the kitchen, heard Bai Shaorui's words, and couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling. He also let out a long breath, turned on the oil pump, and started to cook.

In the living room outside, besides Bai Shaorui's obviously serious rebuttal voice, Mrs. Bai's voice became lower and lower. It was not until Mo Yan cooked a few dishes in the kitchen that the living room suddenly fell silent.

Before he turned off the stove and went to the living room to see what happened, the man who had fought his mother came in with a tired face.

Hearing his footsteps, Mo Yan hurriedly turned off the fire and turned to look at him.

Bai Shaorui gave him a mischievous expression, reached out and hugged Mo Yan who was still stirring the vegetables in the pot, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Leaning against his warm and generous chest, Mo Yan smiled lightly.