Chapter 151 Miss Mu said I don’t need to intervene, just watch her performance
Zhou Xu was originally certain that Xie Siyan came to see Mu Jia under the pretext of getting documents.
Results half an hour later.
The doorbell rang, and he quickly opened the door, forced a smile, and even prepared some teasing words, but he saw the graceful Ye Zhen beside Xie Siyan.
Zhou Xu was stunned for a moment.
"...Hello, Miss Ye."
Zhou Xu's words were choked back in his throat. He made a gesture to invite the two of them, "Um... come in."
"Excuse me."
Ye Zhen followed Xie Siyan and Zhou Xu into the villa with a slightly reserved look, and then handed the carefully prepared gift box to Song Mingxi.
Song Mingxi wore a light blue cheongsam today, with her hair loosely tied up in a bun. The jade bracelet on her wrist was eye-catching, but it was not as noticeable as her belly...
Ye Zhen couldn't help but look at Song Mingxi's slightly protruding belly. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were pregnant, so I only brought some bird's nest..."
In fact, she was more worried that the things she brought were not valuable enough and the other party would not like them.
But Song Mingxi was not arrogant. He just held his waist and looked back and forth between Xie Siyan and Ye Zhen.
"Come in, please."
Zhou Xu realized that his wife was angry again. He pinched himself secretly and said, "Just in time for dinner."
——
Ye Zhen considerately helped Song Mingxi sit down on the sofa.
Xie Siyan remained calm throughout the whole process.
Only after Zhou Xu said this did he realize the problem.
Recently, Song Mingxi was pregnant and could not eat the food cooked by the chef hired by the villa. She always felt that the food was fishy. Zhou Xu loved his wife so much that he fired the chef on the grounds that he was not competent for the job.
So he could only cook for Song Mingxi himself occasionally.
Although Young Master Zhou's cooking skills were limited to frying eggs and boiling noodles, Song Mingxi enjoyed the meal. In most cases, Zhou's mother asked someone to deliver the meal from the old house.
But it was too late to inform the chef at the old house to cook for a few more people.
It was impossible for everyone in the group to eat the porridge and side dishes made by Zhou Xu.
"Um... let me do it." Mu Jia tied up her hair and took the apron naturally without looking at Xie Siyan and Ye Zhen the whole time.
Zhou Xu hesitated, "Then I'll help you later."
Mu Jia turned around and walked straight to the kitchen.
Ye Zhen stood up and wanted to help, but was quickly pulled back by Song Mingxi. She knew that her best friend was just using this as an excuse to get some quiet time: "Ms. Ye, please talk to me. You are..."
Ye Zhen remembered that she hadn't introduced herself yet. "I'm currently a third-year graduate student at the Central Academy of Drama. I'm twenty-four years old and recently returned from Los Angeles..."
Song Mingxi hummed softly, caressing her pregnant belly with her fingertips. "She's not even two years younger than Jiajia." She glanced at Xie Siyan meaningfully, but couldn't help but hint, "But Miss Ye still has a lot of student spirit."
Xie Siyan didn't know what he was thinking about, and he said, "Indeed."
He had just retrieved the documents and casually threw the contract worth tens of millions of yuan on the table. He said to Song Mingxi, "Unlike some people who have been in the workplace for a long time, Zhenzhen is simpler."
Song Mingxi suddenly felt his abdomen tighten.
Seeing his wife's face changing, Zhou Xu was afraid that Xie Siyan would continue to talk without thinking and make Song Mingxi angry and give birth prematurely, so he quickly asked him to go to the kitchen to help.
"Um...Si Yan, go to the kitchen and help Mu Jia figure out what to do with that sea bass..."
After saying that, he desperately winked at Xie Siyan.
I was afraid that this ancestor would say something to irritate the pregnant woman.
Seeing this, Ye Zhen also wanted to stand up and go over to help, but Zhou Xu was overwhelmed.
Thinking of Mu Jia who was busy in the kitchen at the moment, he felt that he was causing trouble for her. He quickly thought of a way out and called Ye Zhen, "Miss Ye, I'll go to the kitchen. Please chat with Mingxi for a while. I'll go see if they need anything and ask the servants to buy some fresh ingredients."
——
In the kitchen.
There were already quite a few vegetables in the refrigerator. Mu Jia checked and found meat too.
When Xie Siyan walked in, he saw Mu Jia pouring cooking wine into the pot. The flame suddenly shot up high, making her profile flicker.
Xie Siyan stood at the door, glancing at her slightly unfamiliar movements from the corner of his eye, and suddenly the scene of her washing hands and cooking soup for Cheng Yu'an popped up in his mind.
Cheng Yu'an had been traveling back and forth between China and the US quite a bit over the past year and a half, but he had no idea Cheng's business ventures were expanding into North America. Mu Jia had come to the kitchen to find some peace and quiet.
I had just adjusted my mood, but now not only did I have to cook for five people, but I also had to be watched.
Xie Siyan's gaze was like a shadow following him, as if it had substance, which made Mu Jia's back tense up. The handle of the knife slipped and almost cut his fingertips.
Mu Jia subconsciously retracted his hand. Just as he was about to recover from the shock, he heard Xie Siyan's sarcastic voice behind him, "You've been spoiled by luxury for the past two years. You can't even cook?"
Mu Jia, "..."
In the past two years in Los Angeles, Mu Jia rarely cooked, but it was not because the money given by Cheng Yu allowed her to live a life of luxury every day, but because if she brought the Chinese food she cooked to the company and opened it for lunch, the smell would be too strong in the office.
Where she is, the restaurant downstairs has a wider variety of dishes.
Although the food was white rice and falafel, and the taste was average, at least the whole conference room wasn't filled with the smell of braised pork.
She is not picky about food, so she simply eats out for all three meals a day.
Mu Jia didn't want to argue with Xie Siyan in front of Zhou Xu and Song Mingxi, so he simply pretended not to hear and took out a green bamboo shoot from the refrigerator and prepared to cut it into shreds.
Just as she made the first move, she heard him speak beside her:
“Shredd along the grain.”
Xie Siyan had stood behind her at some point, pointing at the bamboo shoots on the chopping board with his slender fingers, as if he was bossing around.
Mu Jia's forehead tightened and he endured it.
I tried to persuade myself in my mind——
He is now his own major client, so this may be a way for him to get into the role in advance. Anyway, she will have to work for him like this soon, so she might as well consider it as an early adaptation.
Mu Jia didn't look back, but gave a short "hmm" and adjusted the cutting method according to what he said. It was indeed much smoother this way. She quickly prepared the dish and was about to put the bamboo shoots into the pot.
"It's overcooked." He spoke again, his voice close to my ear.
After repeated difficulties, Mu Jia turned around suddenly, almost bumping into his arms, and glared at him, "Mr. Xie," she spread out the tray of shredded green bamboo shoots in her hand and showed it to him with a fake smile, "How about you come?"
Xie Siyan took it calmly, turned down the heat, and threw in a whole plate of shredded bamboo shoots.
Mu Jia frowned behind him, secretly complaining that his skills were not very good but he acted like a dad. He was obviously not much better than himself, but he still pretended to be an expert.
Zhou Xu asked the maid to buy groceries and when she came back she casually walked into the kitchen and was stunned by the scene.
He originally sent Xie Siyan away because he wanted to assign an assistant to Mu Jia.
Unexpectedly, Xie Siyan really just stood there and watched while Mu Jia was struggling to cook for everyone, which made him feel offended.
"Si Yan...?" Zhou Xu hesitated.
Xie Siyan glanced at him coldly, and before he could ask, he took the initiative to explain, "Miss Mu said that I don't need to interfere, just watch her performance."
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