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

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."

Huanyan looked at the messy scene in the kitchen, and thought that no matter how old and dazed your mother Xie was, it would be impossible for her to make the kitchen like this. It is the enemy who sends weapons of mass destruction to destructive operations.

Three black lines dripped from her forehead...

Forget it, Mama Xie will definitely not tell the truth. Although Mama Xie kisses her, she is even closer to that bastard Situ Chenjue. Forget it, grandma won't ask so many questions.

So he coughed, stroked his hair, and asked leisurely: "Where is Chen Jue? Has he gone out?"

"He went out."

Huanyan pouted unhappily, "Why did he go out and didn't call me... He must have gone to a party with some cronies..."

Xie Ma hurriedly thought of a reason, "The young master received a call just now, saying that something happened in the company. Think about it, he is a big president. Although he is on vacation, he still has something to deal with. So young mistress, you should stay at home first." Rest, listen to music, read a book, he will be back soon."

"Oh." Huanyan scanned the corner of the kitchen unintentionally, and found a lot of mung beans...

green beans?

She was as careful as a hair, and suddenly thought of something, she shook her head, it's impossible, Situ Chenjue would cook specially for her, and make mung beans for her?

It should be just that I was worrying too much, maybe Xie Ma bought it there earlier.

Shaking her head, she turned back to her room, picked up the book and read it, but she kept thinking about what the hell Situ Chenjue was doing this time.

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It is said that Situ Chenjue drove his sports car around for a long time, and finally found the dilapidated elementary school.

He was overjoyed, thinking that he had finally found it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to ask Huanyan.

As a result, he squinted and looked, expecting to see the trembling old woman and her small shop, as well as the group of little dolls.

But he didn't realize that he was so unlucky today that the mung bean soup shop had already closed.

The wooden door was like a mighty god, firmly blocking him out.

When Situ Chenjue thought about it, it was terrible. The last time he saw that old woman, she was already dying, and she didn't know how old she was.

Maybe he is not in good health, and the old revolutionary can no longer work, so he leaves this shop and packs up his clothes and leaves.

God, if there is no such old lady, where can I find the recipe for the mysterious, legendary, and said to be very delicious mung bean soup?

He scratched his head and felt that this was more difficult for him than signing a big order.

go back?

No!

Just now, he came out after swearing harsh words at Mama Xie, so it would be too embarrassing to just go back home like this.

Just wait.

He just sat in the car anxiously, rolled up the windows, and waited at the door of this dilapidated private house, wanting to wait for the shop to reopen.

After all, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. It was only 11 o'clock in the afternoon. Maybe the old woman woke up late and the door would open in the afternoon. I remembered that the last time he came over, it seemed to be in the afternoon.

He waited and waited, suddenly feeling a little hungry in his stomach, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast. . .