Kapitel 11: Chapter 11 Girls all love spicy food
Yan Rongrong felt that Aunt Wen was a particularly good showman. She must have graduated from a comedy school. The tone of her speech really made her want to laugh.
But it seemed that it was not good to laugh in front of others, so she endured it and ate the omelette with her head down.
But before she finished the bite of fried eggs, Aunt Wen came out again and asked in that artificial voice.
"If you eat fish, do you like braised fish? Or boiled fish? Or grilled fish, the spicy kind, the kind that makes you sneeze from your nose."
"ah?"
Yan Rongrong almost choked to death from a mouthful of fried eggs, so she quickly grabbed the cup and drank a glass of milk, and then she felt relieved.
"You...you can eat whatever you like,"
Aunt Wen shook her head.
"Hey, then..."
Realizing that her voice had grown louder, she lowered her voice again and spoke softly.
"I am paid, and I am here to cook for you. Of course, I have to cook it according to your taste. Also, if you have anything to do with me, just say it, I will serve you wholeheartedly. ."
Yan Rongrong smiled very awkwardly, because this aunt's words had made her particularly uncomfortable since just now.
"Well, it's very spicy. Can you make it a little less spicy?"
Aunt Wen smiled, very confidently.
"No problem, just sit down and wait to eat."
Girls, many like to eat spicy food, and Yan Rongrong is no exception. When I was in school, as long as I had money in my pocket, I would definitely buy a few packs of spicy strips.
After breakfast, as soon as she picked up the plate, Aunt Wen ran out.
"You don't need to. This is my job. I will take care of it. You can go and have fun."
Yan Rongrong scratched his head.
"Then, please."
"No trouble, why bother? It's okay."
Yan Rongrong took her phone and sat on the sofa. She still didn't know how to use Si Boheng's high-tech TV, so she simply stopped watching it and continued browsing with her phone.
But those people on Weibo kept saying those words over and over, which sister was the most beautiful, who was the best match for Si Boheng, and so on. Yan Rongrong had no idea at all. Anyway, she made up her mind to wait for Si Boheng to come back and ask him. This mattered to her. She still wanted to get a guarantee from Si Boheng.
But just as he was about to swipe away, he saw another message.
[The thousand-year-old iron tree of Si Boheng has blossomed, and the record of Sibo Heng taking a woman to a hotel has leaked! ]
When Yan Rongrong looked at the photo, she felt it looked familiar, but also felt that something was wrong. The hotel that looked familiar was actually the hotel where she and Si Boheng stayed that night. What was wrong was that there was no trace of Si Boheng in the photo. , there is only a dark shadow, still long hair, and from the body shape, it still looks like the big star.
Sure enough, there were a lot of comments below, all speculating that it was Chen Shiwan.
"Ah ah ah, is this the rhythm of an official announcement? Look at how those CEO Weis are still cleaning up. Hasn't President Shenyan been taken over by our sister?"
Yan Rongrong felt that this title was quite appropriate for Si Boheng. His face was really good-looking, and his overall temperament was even more outstanding. He was a noble man raised in a wealthy family.
But these people were really good at spreading rumors, so she couldn't help but reply.
"This picture is so dark that you can't see anything clearly, right? How do you know the president has moved in?"
Someone actually responded to her immediately, a screenshot of the check-in record, all other information was mosaic, and only Si Boheng's name was clear.
The characters are vigorous and powerful, and the writing moves like a dragon or a snake. It is definitely not easy to imitate.
Seeing that Yan Rongrong stopped talking, the other party was extremely proud.
"All arguments are weak in the face of evidence. Let's wait for the official announcement. Shiwan will also marry into a wealthy family, and it will be a top wealthy family."
Yan Rongrong put down her phone and decided not to use it anymore.
She really had nothing to do, so she could only pick up the vacuum cleaner and try to clean the house.
But as soon as the vacuum cleaner started ringing, Aunt Wen came out and stopped her from doing it, saying that she would clean it later, and then pressed Yan Rongrong onto the sofa.
Yan Rongrong is bored. I remember that when I was at home, I always had endless work to do. I was always rushing to sweep the floor and tidy up the house. I didn't dare to stop for a moment. If it took too long, the cooking time would be shortened. My parents followed me. When her brother comes back from school, if the meal is not ready, she will be scolded again.
Sitting on the sofa alone in a daze until about eleven o'clock, Si Boheng came back.
Si Boheng opened the door and smelled a spicy smell that irritated his nose.
he asked while changing his shoes.
"What kind of food is this?"
When Yan Rongrong saw him coming back, her eyes lit up instantly, she quickly jumped off the sofa and ran towards him.
"Mr. Si, are you back?"
Si Boheng hummed, and moved his gaze downwards, catching a glimpse of her bare feet.
Yan Rongrong noticed his gaze, moved her toes, and said consciously.
"I'm going to put on my shoes."
Si Boheng walked to her side and picked her up.
Yan Rongrong was shocked.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Si Boheng didn't say anything and carried her straight into the bedroom, leaving Aunt Wen standing at the door of the kitchen with a spoon in her hand and her mouth open enough to stuff an egg.
She, what did she see?
Aunt Wen couldn't believe her eyes. Her young master actually hugged the girl. Although she had guessed that the young master might have raised the girl outside, she still couldn't believe it when she saw it with her own eyes.
In the eyes of all of them, Si Boheng was a cold-blooded person with no worldly desires. They couldn't read the rumors about him on the Internet. Some said he didn't like women, others said he was frigid, and some even said he didn't like women. There were countless, always unpleasant words to say that he couldn't stand up.
Therefore, all the talented people in the family are urging the young master to find a partner. Several blind dates have been arranged, but the young master has not attended any of them. Those rich and noble ladies have been let go, and there are even more unpleasant words.
Fortunately, her young master probably never looked at that, and with his cold temper, no one dared to say anything in front of him.
But now, today, Aunt Wen saw him carrying a girl into the bedroom...
There is so much room for imagination. Aunt Wen really wanted to take out her cell phone and call Madam immediately to tell her the breaking news, but thinking of the young master's order, she didn't dare to call!
It's really torturous that only I can know such breaking news.
Aunt Wen muttered, took the spoon and went into the kitchen to continue working.
Si Boheng carried Yan Rongrong into the bedroom, only to find that the slippers were not there.
Yan Rongrong whispered.
"in living room."
He turned around and went out, then brought her shoes in, squatted down and put them on for her.
"You can't run on the ground without wearing shoes from now on. Girls can't catch cold. You're still pregnant."
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