Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 151 Make Breakfast

Steward Shen could see a helpless emotion from Ye Tingchen's uncomfortable expression, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

You know, Ye Tingchen matured much more precociously than ordinary children since he was a child, and he was born with an attitude of not changing his face when the mountain collapsed in front of him. He watched Ye Tingchen grow up, and he had never seen what Ye Tingchen really felt sad about. .

This is the first time this kind of expression appeared on Ye Tingchen's face, Shen Butler thought to himself, the young master really values ​​the young lady very much.

Steward Shen asked tentatively: "How about the young master give the young lady a gift?"

"what gift?"

"Bag? Shoes? Jewelry?"

In fact, Steward Shen has no experience in coaxing women, so he can only come up with such old-fashioned ideas.

Although Ye Tingchen lacked emotional experience and his EQ was a bit low, his IQ was extremely high anyway, so he frowned immediately: "She won't accept it."

Not even accepting gifts, it seems that the young lady is really angry this time.

Butler Shen couldn't help it. In his impression, Le Yan'er was a very kind person, and he was usually very polite to their servants. He really didn't know how the young master made her angry, so he even There are no good offers left.

"Master," just as Housekeeper Shen was thinking about something suitable for his status as a young master to make his wife happy, Auntie Zhang who was doing hygiene at the side suddenly opened her mouth cautiously, "I have a way, I don't know if it will work."

Ye Tingchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he said directly: "Speak."

"My guy, every time he makes me angry, he will cook me a breakfast. Sometimes, I think he can't make money, and he doesn't treat me well enough. I don't know what to do with him, but once he eats his meal, The anger dissipated, and I felt that it was not bad to live with such a person who knows the cold and the hot. I think the young lady is not a materialistic person, and maybe this method can impress her more. "

make breakfast?
Ye Tingchen inexplicably remembered the bowl of tomato and egg noodles that Le Yan'er had made for him. She was wearing an apron, working in the kitchen like a little wife, serving him a bowl of hot noodles, completely warmed up His frozen heart.

Ye Tingchen was immersed in his thoughts and did not speak. Butler Shen said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of bad idea is this? How could our young master enter such a dirty and greasy place as the kitchen, let alone cook in person, it is not suitable for the young master at all." identity and upbringing..."

Butler Shen hadn't finished speaking, unexpectedly, Ye Tingchen walked straight to the kitchen with his long legs. He was so frightened that Butler Shen forgot to say the rest, opened his mouth wide, and stared blankly.

After Ye Tingchen walked a few steps, he came to his senses and hurried to catch up: "Young master, young master, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen. This is not in line with the upbringing of the nobles. Why don't I do it? Make breakfast, it's your wish..."

Ye Tingchen looked over with a pair of deep black phoenix eyes, showing undisguised disgust.

"I'm making breakfast for my wife, do you need it?"

Butler Shen was sweating coldly, but the fact that the young master was cooking really broke through his cognition, even if he was disgusted by the young master, he still had to bite the bullet and persuade: "You are a real nobleman, how can you go to the kitchen where you are hiding? What about the filthy place, it does not match your status, if Madam finds out, she will definitely blame me."

Ye Tingchen kept walking: "Madam won't know."

This is threatening Steward Shen to keep his mouth shut and not to report things that should not be said to the British side.

Butler Shen was so anxious that he was on the verge of tears. If he really let the young master into the kitchen, then he could be dismissed as a butler.

"But, young master, you don't know how to cook, in case your cooking doesn't suit the young lady's taste..."

These words finally made Ye Tingchen stop.

"You mean, with my ability, I can't even cook a meal?"

Steward Shen dared not say yes even though he was very courageous, so he shook his head and said, "No, no, with the young master's wisdom, even if you have never cooked before, you will definitely be able to cook it perfectly."

After a few words, Ye Tingchen had already walked to the door of the kitchen, took the apron from the side, and put it on.

Steward Shen looked at his tall and handsome young master, who put on that pink apron, and was filled with despair.

Fortunately, Madam is not here, otherwise he would really apologize with death.

Seeing that Ye Tingchen had made up his mind, the last struggle that Steward Shen could do was to follow Ye Tingchen into the kitchen.

Ye Tingchen glanced at him: "What are you doing here?"

Steward Shen said almost in a mood of seeing death as home: "I will help you, please leave all the dirty work to me."

Mrs. Chen, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, was shocked when she saw two big Buddhas coming in at once, especially the usually noble and cold young master wearing an apron.

"Master...Master? Why did you come in? The kitchen is dirty..."

Ye Tingchen ordered lightly: "Teach me how to cook."

The attitude is natural and the tone is smooth, as if he was in the same tone as he usually ordered his subordinates to prepare the contract.

Sister-in-law Chen didn't dare to say "no", she quickly agreed.

Ye Tingchen walked to the refrigerator, opened the door of the refrigerator, and when he saw the fresh tomatoes inside, the chill on his body suddenly subsided, and his breath became a little milder.
Ye Tingchen took a few ingredients, walked to the sink, and reached out to turn on the faucet.

Seeing Steward Shen, he hastily stepped forward in two quick steps: "Master, how could you do such a thing, I'll do it."

Ye Tingchen calmly but firmly said: "Get out of the way."

Butler Shen was taken aback, so he had to step aside and watched Ye Tingchen turn on the faucet. Ruyu's fingers held the tomatoes and washed them meticulously. The solemn expression on his face was the same as when he signed a contract of tens of millions. of.

After washing the dishes, Ye Tingchen came to the chopping board again, picked up the kitchen knife somewhat unskillfully, and asked Mrs. Chen, "Is this how you hold it?"

Sister-in-law Chen has never seen such a posture before, she just thinks that the young master is more handsome than the stars on TV, holding a kitchen knife in the kitchen, it's like shooting an advertisement, so handsome that people can't take their eyes off.

"Yes, that's right."

This time, Housekeeper Shen didn't take the initiative to go up, and wanted to take over the work from Ye Tingchen.

There was some relief in his eyes.

Perhaps before he knew it, the young master had changed, and the iceberg would melt. Now he no longer isolates himself, and knows how to make some exceptions for the one he loves.

Such a young master has a little more human touch, perhaps, this is what Madam would like to see.

All this is because of the young lady.

But at this moment, in the bedroom upstairs, Le Yan'er, who was sore all over, was slowly opening her eyes.

(End of this chapter)