find his Mrs. Gu

Chapter 131 Sudden urge to kiss

The girl's hairline is clear and clean, with only a little fetal hair scattered underneath.

Gu Jingyun's throat tightened, and he suddenly had the urge to kiss.

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

Si Nian seemed to have regained consciousness suddenly, and broke away from Gu Jingyun's embrace in a flash.

This time it was Chen Yutang who stood up and opened the door.

The people who came were the two chefs that Gu Jingyun notified on the phone, a man and a woman.

The two are about forty years old, the woman is carrying a toolbox in her hand, and the man is carrying two large boxes of ingredients.

In front of the dazzling array of ingredients, the things Si Nian prepared looked extremely shabby.

The two entered the living room and greeted a few people first, and when they arrived at Gu Jingyun's side, they called "Young Master".

Si Nian couldn't help but look up, she thought that the chef Gu Jingyun hired would be someone from the restaurant, or a familiar friend who was proficient in cooking, but she didn't expect it to be the chef at home.

Judging from the names they called him, these two people should be working in the Gu family's old house.

"The old house is opposite, it's close to your side, and it's convenient for them to come over." Gu Jingyun gave the answer.

When Gu Jingyun returned to the sofa area to drink tea, Si Nian chatted with the two chefs.

"Miss Si, don't be polite. We are good at cooking everyday meals. The third young master has been eating it since he was a child. He was not satisfied even after changing a few chefs, so he just fell in love with the meals made by us, which are also ours. Blessing!"

During the conversation, Si Nian knew that the man's name was Zhang Qiang and the woman's surname was Zheng, but the Gu family called her Aunt Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang is very talkative, but she doesn't have a word of gossip, which makes people want to communicate with her.

On the contrary, Zhang Qiang was like a stuffy gourd, rarely speaking the whole time.

Both of them have good craftsmanship, and they also know the customs of Dongcheng.

Knowing that it was the first day that Si Nian started the fire in the new home, he listed several cooking recipes, even using the dough and half-cut potato shreds that Si Nian had prepared earlier.

"Recently, every time the young master comes home, he orders shredded potatoes, and he only wants fried ones. This time, let's make fried ones too." Mrs. Zhang said these words to Zhang Qiang, and they also reached Si Nian's ears.

Si Nian remembered that in Ruijing Garden, he ate up the plate of potato shreds he had prepared for Gu Jingyun.

It turned out that Gu Jingyun didn't like this dish before.

So why are you falling in love again now?
Si Nian doesn't want to pull it on himself, but it seems impossible, some things don't exist unless you don't want to admit it.

With the help of Zhang Qiang and his wife, all the dishes were finished before twelve noon.

After finishing the dishes, Zhang Qiang and his wife did not stay, but packed up their things and left.

Si Nian couldn't keep it, so he could only wrap two red envelopes for the two of them as a token of gratitude.

Si Nian personally sent the two of them downstairs, and saw them leave in a special black business car before entering the house.

It was already twelve o'clock, seeing a table of sumptuous meals, several people moved to the table.

It's just that Si Nian was a little embarrassed when he sat down.

The dining table at home is rectangular.

Then there is a primary and secondary position.

Si Nian is the master, and it stands to reason that she should sit in the chief seat, but she is really embarrassed to face these big bosses and barristers.

So he pushed back and forth, and arranged Gu Jingyun, who had just been smoking on the balcony and finally walked over, at the main seat.

Gu Jingyun stood by the dining table, glanced at the cuisine, and then at Si Nian who was seated on his right, with a smile on his lips, and accepted this arrangement with grace.

(End of this chapter)