Chapter 193 I Can Learn
Miss Shen was so scared that she almost threw the pot away.
She stared at her boss's infuriatingly handsome face, and suppressed her anger, leaving only a fake and polite smile.
"I'm going to cook hot pot, boss, do you want to eat?"
After a moment of silence, the man nodded under Shen Pianpian's stiff gaze, and said calmly,
"It's hard to refuse such a kind offer. Please open the door for me."
Shen Pianpian: ...
I'm going to be mad at myself.
Miss Shen decided to stop being polite with the mutated Big Boss. He would take everything seriously. In such situations, she should just say, "I'm enjoying my hot pot time alone."
Chen Pianpian told herself to smile, then she kept this expression and turned to Meng Qingse, who was watching the show with a cold expression on his face in the video.
"Sese, it seems I can't entertain you today. After I treat my parents who feed and clothe me, I will save some hot pot soup for you to enjoy."
"Who wants to see your dark cooking? Don't let it cause them problems."
The goddess rolled her eyes gracefully and decisively reached out to turn off the video.
Miss Shen, who was disliked by her friends, slowly opened the door with her broken glass heart.
The man outside the door was wearing a navy blue casual shirt and black pants that made his legs look straighter and longer.
The moment Miss Shen opened the door and saw him, her heart skipped a beat for some reason.
She still remembered that the first time she went to the restaurant next door, she had to sneak in like a thief, but now that ice-cold devil could come into the house openly to eat hot pot.
Isn't this development too fast and too strange?
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Cheng Zhiyuan walked in, and his eyes, as deep as the night sky, slowly scanned the layout of the room.
From the small potted plant at the door, to the creative graffiti on the wall, to the messy pillows on the carpet, the scripts and pens scattered on the table, the slightly cold tea in the cup, and the girl who greeted him and ran to the kitchen sink to continue her preparations.
Her black hair fell messily from the back of her head as she moved, hanging on her shoulders like a small waterfall. The girl's profile was stained with a faint light. This blurry picture was imprinted in the man's eyes, like a deep scar that burned straight from his eyes into his heart.
Shen Pianxian put the washed green onions and coriander on the plate. When she turned around and looked up, she happened to meet Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze. She was slightly stunned, then smiled and said,
"Boss, do you want to help?"
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As it turned out, Miss Shen's expectations of Boss Cheng were still too high.
Half an hour later, she wished time could go back so that she could go back to half an hour ago and stuff those words back into her stomach.
I just want you to boil some water and pour some hot pot base so that you don't have anything to do.
Shouldn't I really be asking my immediate superior to do things for me?
Chen Pianpian stood beside the table, staring at the beef and other vegetables that had been thrown into the pot before it was even opened, floating around, and tears welled up in her heart.
The girl slowly raised her head and looked at the man standing beside her who was also looking at the pot with a serious face. She said hoarsely,
"Boss, you should take a rest."
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Cheng Zhiyuan sat on the chair with a stern face, watching the girl busying around pouring water, washing the pot, and tearing open a new bag of base ingredients to cook.
Only when the pot is boiling and emitting wafts of spicy hot steam do you start adding dishes carefully.
During the process, Shen Pianxian glanced at the big boss, whose expression was even colder than usual, and began to remedy the situation calmly.
"Actually, the first time I cooked hot pot, it was the same. I put the vegetables in before the base was even boiled. Hahaha. But I only put in vegetarian dishes and I know not to put in meat dishes. Hahaha..."
It's over.
Shen Pianpian's laughter suddenly got stuck in her throat. She looked over secretly, but the big devil who was ridiculed remained calm.
He stirred the pot with chopsticks, his movements slow and methodical, yet revealing a hint of nobility.
Then the man raised his eyes, stared into her eyes and said slowly:
"It doesn't matter now."
"I can learn later."
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