superstar chef

I'm sorry, Brother Bai, I caused you so much trouble at that time, sorry! " Mo Yan raised his hand and slapped himself again, the voice was clear and loud, half of his face was red and swollen immediately.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault! It's my fault for falling in love with you, it's my fault for messing up your engagement ceremony, and it's my fault for funding Bai's!"

Bai Shaorui was furious and said: "You know your mistake, why did you come back to Hong Kong?! Huh? Mo Yan, do you think I insulted you by treating you like this today?" He said like a cannonball: "Seven years ago, After you made a big fuss about my engagement ceremony, you disappeared without a trace. Do you know what I have been burdened with all these years? The pressure from the family, the public opinion from the outside world? Hehe! There will never be a day of recovery!"

Mo Yan suppressed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." His heart throbbed with pain, and his eyes were full of tears.

Little Cheese stretched out his arms and touched his tear-wet cheek, "Don't be sad, it will pass."

Bai Shaorui looked at him and sneered a few times, then turned and left resolutely.

Mo Yan sat on the chair dejectedly, with tears streaming down his face.

After ten years of entanglement, scenes of the past emerged clearly from my mind in an instant, and I couldn't let go or forget it.At this moment, Mo Yan's soul came out of the sheath, and his body and spirit disappeared. He clutched his chest, the excruciating pain, it should be over like this!He thought painfully, it turned out to be true, the three sufferings in life: not getting what you want, resentment and hatred, love and parting.

The lips have not opened yet, they have hurt each other,

I don't want to look forward to a date until it's set,

The phone has not been hung up yet, the feelings have been rotten,

I wish you were a butterfly, come and go quickly.

Give me a pair of hands to depend on you,

Give me a pair of eyes to see you go,

Just like a butterfly cannot fly in the sea, no one has the heart to blame.

Give me a moment to love you,

Give me the rest of my life to send you away,

Wake up from the dream before dawn,

We are all free.

Memories haven't turned black and white, they've already been out of it

The promise was never spoken, the relationship is no more,

The tears haven't fallen yet, I've already forgotten how to feel

Caring like a bowl of hot soup is impossible to carry with you.

Mo Yan chuckled in embarrassment, because he knew that there was a kind of person who could only stand and hug each other, and then stab each other—the closer they got, the deeper the pain, and forgetting each other might be the best result.

From now on, I love you, but it has nothing to do with you!

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 079: Little Cheese [-] The little guy who crossed the ocean

On New Year's Day, Little Cheese, accompanied by Lancer, went to the studio where Wen Renliang was filming an endorsement for a certain product. When he got out of the car, he was swarmed and blocked by paparazzi journalists who were watching the news.

Little Cheese is wearing a white padded jacket, simple jeans and sneakers. His palm-sized beautiful face is tender and tender. Lancer has red hair like fire, a firm face, a tall and stylish body, winks at the little guy weirdly, and sighs. Said: "Ha! Obvious effect!"

Little Cheese pouted, grabbed Lancer's leather jacket and said, "Boss Lancer, drive them away!"

Lancer smiled, raised his hand, and the brothers who stayed in the car behind filed down, driving away the reporter who focused on Little Cheese in a very cold and professional way.

However, these fierce and pervasive reporters are obviously not afraid of the black-clothed and black-pants bodyguards protecting the little guy.

There was a female reporter with an oriental face, but she was not fluent in foreign language. With a fighting spirit to find out the truth, she pushed and shoved her bodyguards away, held up a video camera, and held a small recording pen in her hand and said in a blunt tone: "...I am a reporter from South Korea's SSB TV station Super Entertainment Online. Not long ago, the pure love movie filmed by Mr. Wenrenliang and Korean actress Park Xinai was released in Seoul on Christmas. Due to the broadcast of the movie, Mr. Wenrenliang also You have been crazily loved and sought after by Korean movie fans... Mister, it is rumored that you are Mr. Wen Renliang's private wife. Is this news true? Is Mr. Wen Renliang still single? As for Mr. Wen Renliang guessed by fans What do you think about the secret to staying active and youthful is Botox and micro-plastic surgery…”

The female reporter from South Korea's SSB TV station asked Little Cheese and Lancer by surprise. Seeing the stalking attitude of their colleagues in order to dig out the news, the rest of the reporters also gained confidence and tried their best to stop it. Their bodyguards tried to get closer to Little Cheese and Lancer.

Little Cheese tilted his head, looked at the Korean female reporter seriously, and shrugged: "I know what Botox is, but what is plastic surgery? Uh... your nose is so weird, and your chin is as sharp as an awl. ...Why is there a scar on the eyelid? Was it injured?"

The Korean female reporter blushed and was stunned: "..."

Lan Se hugged the little guy's shoulders and laughed, "Look at her face, little guy, facial paralysis and swelling, the sequelae of excessive plastic surgery!"

The female reporter touched her face angrily: "..."

Little Cheese also touched his face, and thought about Wen Renliang's fresh and handsome face, and said softly: "Fortunately, neither Liang nor Little Cheese are facial paralyzed!"

When the other reporters heard what the little guy said, they hurriedly took a pen to write down in their notebooks, "Hey, are you really Wen Renliang's private wife? Mr. Wen Renliang is only in his 30s. If he If there is an illegitimate child, then...that is, Mr. Wen Renliang's age is false, right?"

"Who is your mother? Is it an actress in the entertainment industry?"

The frightened Korean female reporter finally regained her senses, looked at the shy little guy and the aggressive Lancer calmly and arrogantly, and said, "Korea's plastic surgery technology has a long history. I have researched a variety of beauty products for beauty and skin care, and I can proudly tell you that South Korea is the country with the most natural beauties in Asia, none of them..."

Little Cheese looked at her with a slight smile, blinking her black and white eyes, and interrupted the female reporter in a low voice: "I know, you said the wrong lady... In fact, the ancestors of all beauties in this world should be You Koreans, Smecta!"

The female reporter smiled and said, "Please...don't be too one-sided, Mr. Korea. We are rich in natural beauties, which have a history of 5000 years..."

"Oh, you have a history of 5000 years. This is really similar to China!" Lancer looked at her innocently and grinned.

The surrounding reporters who were eager to interview the little guy heard this, and at the same time quieted down, rolled their eyes in contempt at the back of the female reporter.

Lancer rubbed the little guy's head and said with a smile, "You are wrong too, the whole world belongs to the Koreans, and the universe belongs to the sticks. Smecta, even UFOs, Transformers, planetary monsters, They are all their descendants... Smecta!"

Korean female reporter: "..."

The next moment, the paparazzi reporters on Hong Kong Island burst into laughter.

Just when the bodyguards were entangled with the reporters, and Little Cheese was stuck with Lancer and the Korean female reporter, Wen Renliang walked out of the studio surrounded by assistants and managers, the little guy waved to him through the crowded crowd, Wen Renliang Renliang's complexion changed slightly, and he put on the sunglasses that Zhu Minghao handed over, and the reporters' spotlights once again focused on Wen Renliang's handsome face that was covered in black but still gentle.

The questions asked by the reporters were the same, nothing new, and Wen Renliang naturally kept silent, and the one who helped him divert the attention of the reporters was of course his hard-working manager, Zhu Minghao.

Lan Se protected the little guy, and the bodyguards came up to protect Wen Renliang, finally got into the car, the little thing put down the drawing board on his back, and leaned on Wen Renliang impatiently: "Well... just now there was a Smecta The woman said you had plastic surgery."

"Baby, be careful when meeting your head." Wen Renliang took off his glasses, and hurriedly reached out to protect the top of the little thing's head, lest he hit the roof of the car.

The little thing clingy kissed him on the cheek, then tugged hard with his hands, opened his clear eyes and concluded: "No botox, no swelling, and no after-effects of plastic surgery, um... cool, genuine!"

Lancer in the passenger seat laughed loudly: "Just now, the face of the Smecta woman was assembled, right, little guy?"

Little Cheese smiled slyly, and sat peacefully against Wen Renliang's arms.

Wen Renliang rubbed his shoulders that were stiff from posing, and was about to speak, when the phone on his body rang: "What's wrong?"

Zhu Minghao's voice came from the receiver, "Is that... leaving?"

Wen Renliang smiled lightly: "Well, I've already said in advance where the Android wind is. From now on, you can concentrate on leading Mo Yan, and wait until you finish dealing with the matter over there...Let's talk about it!" At the end of the sentence, Wen Renliang's tone was also With some emotion, he had a strong premonition in his heart that after leaving Hong Kong this time, it would be very difficult to come back and live the life he is living now.

Wen Renliang said goodbye to Zhu Minghao politely, hung up the phone, the little guy turned his face sideways, and frowned at him, "Liang, are you sad?"

The corner of Wenren Liang's mouth curled up into a wanton smile: "From then on, the sea is wide enough to let the birds fly, with the little guy by my side, Liang will not be sad."

Little Cheese blinked sadly, "Just now when I went to the studio to say goodbye to the teacher, the teacher asked the little guy to come back to Hong Kong to visit him when he is free. Well...he is a good teacher!"

Wen Renliang gently rested his chin on the top of the little guy's head, smiled and didn't answer.

After attending the fashion show in New York, he will resume his true identity. Whether it is Wen Renliang or Lano Werther, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape his doomed fate in this life.

However, Wen Renliang began to