Chapter 8 Coming Soon

What's wrong?

Alansong rushed out of the door and ran towards the source of the sound.

The kitchen was filled with thick gray smoke. All three stoves were on, one was simmering a thick, white, boiling soup of unknown origin, the oil in one pot was already blazing, and the ingredients in another pot had turned into black charcoal.

Liang Pin was covering his mouth and trying to put out the fire in a panic. When he saw Alan Song coming over, he hurriedly said.

"Cough cough cough....Song...Brother Song, cough cough, hurry, this is on fire, help."

Alansong couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. He bit his lips tightly to hold back his laughter, turned on the range hood, turned off the fire, covered the burning oil with a pot lid, and opened the window for ventilation, all in one go.

When the white smoke slowly dissipated, Liang Pin and A Lansong looked at each other. Liang Pin touched his nose awkwardly and raised his hand subconsciously. Unexpectedly, the strong smell of smoke on his fingertips instantly penetrated into his nasal cavity, causing him to cough uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Aranematsu, who had been holding back, finally couldn't help it anymore. He covered his forehead with one hand, hugged his stomach with the other, leaned against the wall, and raised the corners of his mouth. His Adam's apple rolled with laughter, and he let out a low and magnetic laugh: "You you you, hahahahahahahahahahahaha."

"Who, who could have thought that the overlord of city A, the famous Mr. Liang would be so, so adorable. Hahahaha." The laughter gradually became louder and louder, echoing in the empty room. He laughed so hard that he fell back and forth, his shoulders shaking constantly, and his eyes narrowed into slits. His usual cold and arrogant look was completely gone.

"I'm a man! Can you please not describe me as cute?" Liang Pin said gritting his teeth as he looked at the man in front of him who was bursting into laughter.

"Okay, okay, just tell me what you want to eat. Why do you have to come to the kitchen by yourself? Hahahaha." At first, Aranematsu tried to hold back his smile by slightly curling his lips, but as the words came out, his smile couldn't help but gradually expand, and a clear laughter overflowed from his throat, becoming more and more uncontrollable.

After laughing, Alansong picked up the phone and called the cleaner to clean up the kitchen.

"I won't tell you, huh!" Liang Pin looked at Asong who was laughing non-stop, turned around and stomped his feet, went upstairs to his room angrily, threw himself into the bed, and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Never cook again!

Liang Pin covered himself with his hands, thinking in annoyance for a long time, until he was almost out of oxygen, he crawled out from under the quilt, took a deep breath for a while, and looked silently at the painting he had drawn on the opposite wall. He remembered that although Alansong was a little speechless when looking at the painting, his eyes stayed on this painting for a long time.

Could it be...? !

There is a new way! Liang Pin decided to try a different approach. He could use his own work to move Aramatsu!

Well...looking at the crooked lines on the painting, Liang Pin decided to hand-make a unique work in the world and give it to Asong.

What to do...

Hey! That man likes to wear suits so much, why not make him a unique tie, so that when he sees the tie, he will think of me, which will fascinate him! Let him love me so much!

Liang Pin immediately picked up his phone and called his housekeeper to buy something.

"All the best and most expensive! Do you understand? Then send me this address."

...

Time flies and it is already dinner time the day before the press conference of Alansong's listed company.

"Brother Song! Your company is going public tomorrow. Congratulations." Liang Pin was eating the spicy chicken wings made by the man and gently tapped the man next to him with his elbow.

"By the way, I don't know what the company is specifically about."

Aranematsu looked at the boy who was gnawing on chicken wings and said something coldly.

“Food is healthy.”

"Cough, cough, cough, good, good, good health." Liang Pin was just drinking water. When he heard the word "food health", he was excited and choked by the water. After coughing, he wiped the corner of his mouth awkwardly and continued to eat chicken wings.

Alan glanced at Liang Pin and blurted out a few words. "I think it's good too."

"Brother Song, I also want to go and see it tomorrow. I have never seen a press conference in my life." Liang Pin did not care about what the man said before, but looked at Alan Song excitedly and said.

"Sure, as long as you're not an undercover agent for your brother Wei."

...I'm so angry, I don't know why. ×

"Of course not, Brother Song!"