Gao Cen also knew that she had found Jiang Ciyou.
So I flew to Japan myself and have landed now.
Bo Jinxiu arranged for him to go to the hospital to arrange for Yan Feng's affairs.
Gao Cen said, "I've already arrived at the hospital. Yan Feng's condition is not serious and he will recover in a few days. What are you going to do next? Are you going to send him back to China?"
This is exactly what Bo Jinxiu planned.
He planned to live here alone with Jiang Ciyou for a while.
But he hasn't figured out a reason to make Yan Feng disappear.
Bo Jinxiu said, "Let him stay in the hospital for two days."
Gao Cen responded.
Just as he was about to hang up, Bo Jinxiu suddenly said, "It's okay as long as he doesn't starve to death."
Gao Cen naturally understood what Bo Jinxiu meant: "Got it."
Hang up the phone.
Jiang Ciyou also finished cooking and came out.
There are quite a few things on the table.
But the appearance is really...
Jiang Ciyou brought two children and served them rice.
After several people sat down.
She said, "Mr. Bo, you're welcome. I specially prepared a few Chinese dishes. This is my first time, so I might not be very skilled. Please bear with me."
Bo Jinxiu frowned as he looked at the black stuff in every bowl on the table.
He tapped the dark mass in front of the table with his chopsticks and asked, "Excuse me, what is this?"
Jiang Ciyou said, "The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are a little mushy, but they should still be edible."
Bo Jinxiu ordered another dish: "What is this?"
Jiang Ciyou said, "I tried the cola chicken wings that the kids all like. They were a little burnt, but they should be edible."
Bo Jinxiu looked at the table full of black stuff and suddenly felt in a good mood.
She is still the same, and her cooking skills are still as bad as before.
Bo Jinxiu asked, "Is this all Mr. Zuo Mu eats every day?"
If this is true, he will feel balanced.
I even wondered if the phone call I just made was a bit excessive.
He knew how bad the food Jiang Ciyou cooked was.
At this time, Zuo Muxia suddenly said: "My father cooks at home. My mother can't cook."
Before Bo Jinxiu could even raise his mouth, the corners of his mouth sank again.
All right.
Thinking about Jiang Ciyou cooking for Yan Feng, he felt sad.
Now that he heard Saki Natsu say that Yan Feng cooks every day, why did he feel even more upset?
Yan Feng seems to be really nice to Jiang Ciyou.
Of course, he was a thief.
Since I stole his treasure, of course I have to cherish it.
But since he cherishes her so much, it will be even harder for Jiang Ciyou to let go.
Jiang Ciyou saw that Bo Jinxiu was slow to pick up his chopsticks.
She actually knows that her cooking is terrible.
But she couldn't ask the guests to cook.
"How about just eating a little?"
Bo Jinxiu suddenly put down his chopsticks and asked, "Are there any ingredients left at home?"
Jiang Ciyou was stunned for a moment: "There's still some in the refrigerator."
Bo Jinxiu stood up and said, "I'll do it. Just wait for me for half an hour."
Jiang Ciyou felt embarrassed all of a sudden.
But the food she cooked was so bad that the customers were afraid to eat it, and she had no other choice.
Bo Jinxiu quickly came out wearing an apron.
He took everything Jiang Ciyou made to the kitchen.
Then he said, "Go to the living room and watch TV. It will be ready in a moment."
Bo Jinxiu began to busy himself in the kitchen.
Jiang Ciyou and his two children sat in the living room watching TV.
But her eyes were always unconsciously attracted to the figures in the kitchen.
From the kitchen came the sounds of washing and cutting vegetables, and of using pots and pans.
Bo Jinxiu's movements were smooth and seamless. Although he was cooking, his movements were skillful and calm. Coupled with his handsome appearance, upright posture, and outstanding temperament, it was like appreciating a piece of art.
Why did all this feel so familiar to her?
Jiang Ciyou felt a slight pain in his head, and many blurry images seemed to emerge in it.
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