Chapter 117 The He Family is about to be wiped out

After finishing, He Tingzhou did not take Shuangxu to take a shower immediately. He hugged her from behind, pushed away her hair that was stuck to her skin due to sweat, and kissed the soft skin on the back of her neck.

He liked the tenderness at this time. Shuang Xu was stained with his scent. You are in me and I am in you.

Now she belonged completely to him.

Shuang Xu's stomach suddenly growled twice. She froze and heard He Tingzhou's low laugh in his throat. His voice was lazily afterward: "Are you hungry?"

"Um."

We didn't eat anything at the party, we just drank alcohol, and were forced to consume a lot of calories, so who wouldn't be hungry?

He Tingzhou was in a very good mood at this moment. He turned her face over and kissed her: "Wait."

Shuang Xu came out of the shower and went downstairs in her pajamas, with the light in the kitchen on.

He Tingzhou had changed into home clothes and stood tall under the kitchen light.

The fire was on the stove, something was bubbling in the pot, and Wansui was dozing on the ground beside it.

He held a colorfully illustrated cookbook in his left hand and a black pepper shaker in his right hand. He sprinkled some pepper into the pot twice, glanced at the cookbook, and sprinkled some more.

A young master who hired more than a dozen servants to cook for her always gave people a sense of unreality and fantasy.

Shuang Xu walked over and took a look into the pot. It was cooking beef noodles.

"Can I help you?"

He Tingzhou handed her the recipe: "Hold it."

What kind of job is this... Shuang Xu stood beside him, holding the recipe for him like a book boy.

After holding it up for a while, my hands felt a little sore, and I was about to put it down to rest, when Master He said, "Turn the page."

Shuang Xu immediately turned the page.

He lazily said, "Turn it over. Just to let you move around a bit."

“…”

The noodles were cooked quickly and served with green vegetables and chopped green onions. It looked quite tasty and very similar to the beef noodles at Pu Noodle House.

Shuang Xu took a bite. The taste was, well...

Whether it is the taste of the beef or the freshness of the soup, it is still a professional chef away from being a typical noodle restaurant.

After all, the Crown Prince was a noble man, and this was only the second time in his life that he went into the kitchen.

"Do you like eating noodles?" Shuang Xu asked.

He Tingzhou's sensitivity far exceeded her expectations: "Want to ask about the noodle shop again?"

Shuang Xu glanced at him, wondering if he could ask.

Last time I asked him, he didn't answer and was extremely cold.

"My mom likes to eat noodles there." He Tingzhou said as he picked out chopped green onions. "The day before I was kidnapped, I said I wanted to eat noodles, and she said she would take me there the next day."

He said it so lightly that it took Shuang Xu a moment to react before he realized the heaviness behind it.

His mother did not come back alive from the drug dealers, so that bowl of noodles eventually became a promise that could never be fulfilled.

Shuang Xu guessed that there must be a reason why he went to so much trouble to preserve the Youpu Noodle House, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Is it delicious?" He Tingzhou asked.

There was a drizzle in her heart, and the raindrops created ripples on the water. She nodded and said, "It's delicious."

He Tingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "You are so hypocritical to boast about something so unpalatable. Did you learn this from your brother?"

“…”

There is no need to feel sorry for him.

The drizzle stopped and the waves on the lake were smoothed out. Shuang Xu ignored him and lowered his head to eat noodles.

*

The gossip at the cocktail party was eventually spread.

It felt like the New Year had passed in the small group. When Shuang Xu finished the meeting and opened WeChat, he saw hundreds of unread messages.

Others only dared to watch the fun and didn't dare to make excessive jokes. Yue Zifeng was the most outrageous among them. He directly tagged He Tingzhou himself and laughed at him:

[I heard you have impotence [evil smile]]

[Such a big thing, does the commander know?]

[The He family is going extinct, what should we do?]

Shuang Xu felt a little regretful now. Why did she let Mu Yanshu provoke her into speaking so freely? If everyone knew that she was the one who spread the rumor, she wondered if it would arouse suspicion.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the explosive fact that He Tingzhou personally admitted to having impotence, and no one cared about the source of the rumor.

While she was checking her phone, He Tingzhou replied personally in a very official tone:

[Thank you for your concern. I have been cured by a miracle doctor.]

Yue Zifeng: [Which miracle doctor is this? Please introduce him to me [evil smile]]

He Tingzhou: [Are you also impotent? ]

Yue Zifeng immediately jumped up in anger: [I am not impotent, I am a man with a golden gun! Can't I see your miracle doctor? ]

He Tingzhou: [She is shy]

“…”

Shuang Xu wants to quit the group.

She was walking towards the office when Lao Fang called her, "Mr. Song."

Shuang Xu stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lao Fang came over mysteriously and took a look at the office in the back of the company with its doors and windows closed.

The office was small, but it was clean enough and no one would pass by unless they came there for a special purpose, so it was given to Cheng Xi as an independent office.

Shuang Xu had been there several times. There was almost no room for people to step inside as it was filled with various models and parts of Cheng Xiye. It looked messy, but he could always find exactly what he needed and usually did not let the cleaning lady go in to clean.

"Did you know that the people from Chenxing contacted the Master again?" Old Fang lowered his voice, "Our test flight yesterday was so successful that they want to poach the Master."

Shuang Xu was not surprised that Chen Xing was now completely focused on Feixue.

Cheng Xi also knows the value of Feixue very well as his competitor Chen Xing. When Chen Peiran and Shu Yang separated, the treasure of the town was what they wanted to take away the most.

"Are you worried that the Great God will agree?"

"Chen Xing is much richer than us. I heard that he spent a lot of money this time. He was offered five times the salary, a free RV, and shares. The dividends must be in seven figures."

With such tempting conditions, hesitating for a moment would be considered as being kind to Feixue, and Lao Fang himself was tempted just by hearing it.

Even if you are obsessed with research and don't care about worldly affairs, that is real money. Who can go against money?

Shuang Xu didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Chen Peiran talked nonsense at that time, but he was not interested. This small amount of money is not enough to impress him."

"Small change? That's a seven-digit number!" Lao Fang shook his thumb and index finger in the air.

"You're comparing eight."

Seeing that Lao Fang was getting anxious, Shuang Xu thought for a moment and asked, "Have you ever seen the master's watch?"

"I don't care what he does. I have my own."

"That watch is custom-made and costs seven figures for one watch."

The temptation of money suddenly lost its power in front of the seven-digit watch. Lao Fang's surprise was written on his face: "He is a rich second-generation? I can't tell."

Shuang Xu warned: "If he doesn't tell you, just pretend you don't know and don't spread it around."

At this moment, the elevator door opened and Cheng Xi came out with a red face holding a paper bag.

Behind him, Lu Manman popped up and waved to Shuang Xu with a smile: "Hi, Xiaojiu."