BOSS Order: Confused Wife Proposes Wrong Marriage

"Really?" An Ran asked back.

Mi Xiaojia heard that there was something wrong with An Ran's tone, she half-closed her round eyes, and her bright red lips slightly curled up: "What do you mean, do you know about my husband?"

"Probably heard about it. I happen to know some friends in the industry. I heard that your husband has booked a plane ticket to New York. He shouldn't be returning home so soon, right?" An Ran said while twisting the dishes to the kitchen.

Mikaela twitched her eyebrows, New York?

Long Cang told her that he was going to Kuala Lumpur, how could the two have booked a plane ticket to New York?Unless this is a cover deliberately left to the outside world, only insiders like her know Long Cang's real whereabouts.

"Hey, Young Master An, have you been stimulated in any way recently?" Mi Xiaojia swayed to the kitchen door, always feeling that An Ran's formal outfit was not pleasing to the eye.

An Ran was washing rice, and when she heard this question, she turned her head to look at the woman hanging around the door, lowered her eyes and smiled: "Yeah, I'm trapped by love."

"A person like you would be troubled by love? You're not. You don't write drafts when you lie." Mi Xiaojia looked at An Ran's back in amazement, and didn't believe this person's words at all.

"If someone told me five years ago, I would be trapped by love, and I wouldn't believe that person. By the way, I've been working on my cooking skills for the past two days. I think I've made some progress, so I came here to show you. Later, you have to give me some face, don't demote me to nothing, and hurt my fragile little heart." An Ran started to get busy as she spoke, and didn't have time to pay attention to Mi Xiaojia.

Who knows that Mi Xiaojia just likes to beat him, so he responded crisply: "Let me tell you, no matter how hard you try, your cooking skills will never be comparable to my husband's. My brother Long's cooking skills are nothing to beat. Shocking and weeping ghosts and gods, if he shows his hand in front of you, you can jump off the building directly and kill yourself."

After she finished speaking, she happily went back to the living room to watch TV.

Without Long Cang at home, she could lie on the sofa and watch TV without sitting. Life is so beautiful.

She didn't know, because of her unintentional words, An Ran paced back and forth in the kitchen holding a kitchen knife, almost knocking the floor off.

It took only one day, but Long Cang actually bought Mi Xiaojia's heart, what a scheming man.

He spent so much time and effort for Mi Xiaojia, but he never heard Mi Xiaojia praise him, is Long Cang really that good?

You know, he is also trying very hard to be a good man, and he is doing things that he is not good at.

Yes, Long Cang can't be compared to himself, he must go to get a chef certificate, so that Mi Xiaojia can impress him.

Next, An Ran spent an hour cooking a sumptuous dinner.

"Young Master An, is it ready to eat? My daughter and I are starving to death." Mi Xiaojia wailed for the thousand and first time from the kitchen door.

"Okay, okay, don't call anymore." An Ran hurriedly took the prepared dishes out of the kitchen.

He prepared six dishes and one soup just to please Mi Xiaojia, a foodie.

"Wow, there are so many?" Mi Xiaojia saw the rich dishes in front of him, his eyes enlarged continuously with excitement, and it was difficult to hide his liking.

"Yeah, hurry up and try this century-old dish that I've just learned." An Ran gave Mi Xiaojia the dish as if offering a treasure.

This dish has a special meaning. He hopes that one day he can hold hands with Mi Xiaojia and have a good relationship for a hundred years.

"The name of the dish is so vulgar." Mi Xiaojia took a bite, then shook his head: "The taste is very ordinary, you can barely eat it."