Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

The old woman next to them looked at the two of them with a smile and served them delicious mung bean soup.

That hateful expression, as if looking at his grandson and grandson-in-law, is so annoying! ! !

He also remembered that Huanyan stood up like a little heroine back then to protect the young Xiao Yunnuo.

What a pity I didn't meet her sooner! ! !

(Brother, even if I met her earlier, she wouldn't protect you... You are rich and handsome, you don't need protection... It's all because you bully others...)

Why is God so unfair that Xiao Yunnuo met Huanyan ten years earlier than himself? ? ?

No, he wants to make up for these ten years, he must make up for it! ! !

It starts with this bowl of mung bean soup.

Situ Chenjue was full of energy again. . . .

In fact, Situ Chenjue's logic is quite strange. If Huan Yan likes to drink Granny Li's mung bean soup, then he can invite Grandma Li to make mung bean soup, and drink as much as he wants.

But for a man like Situ Chenjue who is possessive and thinks that he can do anything, he can handle everything, he thinks that little mung bean soup is nothing, he must be able to settle it!

But he didn't expect that these few round mung beans and the burning gas stove would give him the biggest blow, it was simply a devastating blow.

Seeing the big president with black lines all over his head, at a loss and in a hurry, Xie's mother could not help persuading him gently: "Master, don't worry, it takes a day to cook something like this, and you are a big Men, cooking is a woman's business, so it's not something a man should do."

"What are the things that a big man should do?? Your words are the dross of feudal thinking!"

Annoyed, Situ Chenjue roughly wiped his hands covered with oil, ash, soy sauce and something else on his body, ignoring that it was a haute couture shirt.

"Eh..." Mama Xie wondered why the young master was swollen today, and she spoke in a blunt manner. I did this for your own good, and I left you a tissue. You actually said that I am the dross of feudal thinking. Be careful, I will put you Take a photo of this picture and send it to the young lady...

Situ Chenjue glanced at her coldly: "Anyway, it's only natural for me to make things for my wife, but why is this thing so difficult to make, thank you mom, come and teach me!"

Xie Ma smiled wryly, "Master, this thing is talented, and it cannot be taught."

"Do you both think I'm a fool? Okay, if you don't teach me, I'll go out and find someone!"

As expected, Situ Chenjue returned to the living room angrily, put on a coat, washed his hands, then kicked the door open with strides, and went out.

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Xie Ma looked at the messy kitchen, which seemed to have been invaded by alien creatures, and sighed angrily.

At this moment, when she turned her head, she found the young mistress standing at the door.

Xie Ma didn't expect that the young mistress would actually come with her, thinking that the young master had repeatedly told her that she must never tell the young mistress about making mung bean soup.

Hastily coughed under cover, "Young Mistress, I'm sorry, I'm old and my eyesight is blurred, don't laugh at me for making the kitchen look like this."

——Come here for today~~~~~ See if President Situ is going to be swollen? Can he handle things like mung bean soup?