"Don't be busy, Aunt Mu."
He Tingyan seemed to have expected this as he took out the food from the lunch box one by one and placed them on the table.
"Time is tight, so I just made a few simple dishes. You and Xiaoxi can just make do with them first."
Looking at the small table full of dishes, Wen Xi widened his eyes, somewhat unable to believe it.
Is this still simple to do?
Don't believe it.
She wouldn't believe it even if you beat her to death.
boast.
Definitely bragging.
The boss can cook more dishes than her!
Does she dare to believe it?
Mu Fu also found it incredible.
After all, takeout is rampant nowadays, and there are not many young people who can cook so many dishes.
Take my own daughter for example. Apart from making porridge, she can only cook three other dishes: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, tomato egg drop soup, and tomato fried egg noodles.
I didn't expect that He Tingyan, the president of a business empire, could actually cook!
This is so down-to-earth.
Mu Fu looked at the young man in front of her with a smile and felt even better about him.
That’s really good.
Not only is she young and promising, but she is also capable of both housework and housework.
There aren't many good guys like this these days.
"I'm really sorry to trouble you, Tingyan."
"Don't bother Aunt Mu, these are some quick dishes."
He Tingyan looked humble.
Mu Fu glanced at the dishes on the coffee table with a look of deep approval.
“It looks delicious.”
"Aunt Mu, you're too kind."
Seeing He Tingyan's cheerful smile, Wen Xi felt a little dazed.
Could this person be fake?
Can laugh and cook...
Is this still the feared cold-faced devil in the business world?
Not true.
It's so unreal.
Wen Xi took the bowl handed to her by He Tingyan woodenly. She was still in a daze when she was suddenly hit on the head by Mu Fu.
"What are you daydreaming about? Why don't you thank Ting Yan?"
Ting, Ting Yan? !
This tone is warm...
When did my mother become so familiar with him?
Wen Xi swallowed in shock.
"...Thank you, He Tingyan."
"How can you call someone by their first name, kid?" Mu Fu smiled helplessly. "You're so disrespectful! Ting Yan is much older than you, and you don't even call him brother?"
"It's okay, Aunt Mu. I told her to call you that." He Tingyan's lips curled slightly, and he smiled harmlessly. He looked at Mu Fu and said calmly, "Names are meant to be called. Besides, I'm only a few years older than Xiaoxi. We're of the same generation."
After saying that, he took another food box and placed it on the small table in front of Wen Chengyi.
"Aunt Mu, take your time. Uncle Wen, I'll take care of this."
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
"It's okay, I've already eaten at home. This is a nutritious meal I made especially for Uncle Wen. It will help the wound heal."
Listening to the list of ingredients names spitting out from his mouth, Wen Xi had to admit that the boss was indeed very capable.
While Wen Chengyi was eating, he listened to He Tingyan talk about dietary restrictions and things that needed attention.
Every detail was even more detailed than what the doctor said.
"Mr. He..."
"I've told you many times, Uncle Wen, just call me Ting Yan."
"Okay then. Tingyan, how come you know so much?"
"In order to take care of my grandfather, I taught myself some medical knowledge and took the exam to become a nutritionist."
The couple sighed after hearing this.
What a filial and good child!
Wen Chengyi tasted the food that was even better than what he cooked, smacked his lips and said, "Not bad, really good!"
Mu Fu also praised him fervently: "Any girl who can marry you in the future must have cultivated blessings for eight lifetimes."
He Tingyan smiled faintly and said nothing, acting modest.
Wen Xi: “…”
After dinner, He Tingyan sat for a while and then said goodbye and left.
Wen Xi saw him out.
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