The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 97 Gu Lanshan, you are really... cheap.

In the past, letting Gu Lanshan participate in a dinner party was like killing her.

As a human being, the principle is too strong, and sometimes it will become a stumbling block to success.

But the difference between before and after is really too big.

Moreover, Lan Shan's complexion was very ugly.

She has a smiling face.

Most of the time, there is always a three-point smile.

Wang Gexian had never seen her like this.

He patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Before the big news is exposed, it doesn't matter if it's fame or fortune, it's fine to take one of them."

"Brother Wang."

Lan Shan couldn't laugh or cry.

"It has nothing to do with what you think."

Wang Genu: "Then you are in a hurry to cook for others?"

Lan Shan slowed down, and asked him: "Do you know Shen Muzhi?"

Do what he does.

Almost all the wealthy and famous people in Ancheng have been found out.

Wang Ge was a little uncertain, and asked tentatively: "That Shen Mozhi from the Beishen family?"

"should be."

Decline said.

Just because of Shen Muzhi's demeanor, he is not of ordinary wealth.

"You're lucky!"

Wang Ge couldn't help standing up, "What are you still doing, hurry over."

Yan Bai rushed over quickly, "It's so late at night...is it..."

"Stop messing around."

Wang Ge is also very tired. The two best-looking artists under his command are both representatives of the five good people with super positive three views.

"How could a person like Shen Muzhi let a woman get close to him casually?"

This is true.

Lan Shan's thoughts were a little complicated, and when she walked out the door, she received the address from that person.

It turned out to be from Jingshui Garden.

She bought two bags of ingredients and looked for them according to the number plate, and stood in front of the small flower garden.

The mood suddenly became complicated.

The people living in this area are all high-end people, similar to Mr. Lu, and they are too busy to see anyone.

But Lan Shan never expected that Shen Muzhi's foothold in Ancheng was actually only two houses away from her home.

Ring the doorbell.

Lan Shan stood in front of the door and took a deep breath.

Soon.

The door opened, and Shen Mozhi stood in front of her wearing a dark blue shirt.

"come in."

He only said these three words.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

When He Lanshan first met him, nothing seemed to have changed.

In this man's eyes, she couldn't see anything else.

However, no action is ever gratuitous.

"Mr. Shen lives alone?"

There was a slight pause.

Shen Muzhi said: "Gu Meiren thinks there should be someone here?"

Lan Shan tried her best to restrain her emotions, but it was completely ineffective for a few seconds.

She heard her hoarse voice and asked him, "Where is the person who told you that sentence now?"

Ayan was pampered a little arrogantly, bright and bright.

Usually, I like to read some sour poems and sentences.

What Shen Muzhi said.

A few years ago, Ayan joked with her, word for word.

"Is Gu Meiren so sure that I know the person you're looking for?"

Shen Muzhi remained calm.

The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at her with a faint smile.

Lan Shan's eyes paused slightly.

She has no way to determine the connection between the two.

But except for that old saying that Shen Muzhi came out of nowhere.

Lan Shan no longer has any news about that person.

Even if it's only a one in ten thousand possibility.

She's going to give it a try too, isn't she?
I have known for a long time that this kind of man should be kept at a respectful distance, but luck is like seeing a ghost.

You can't get what you want, and you can't avoid what you want.

"Do you like standing at the door?"

Shen Muzhi spoke again, calling out his faint thoughts.

She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I was wondering if I would get thrown out if I dirty Mr. Shen's floor."

There are no extra house shoes to change at the entrance, and there is no dust on the polished floor.

what.

Good-looking men will basically have a little eccentricity.

Shen Muzhi turned his head, his eyes playful: "Are you going to come in barefoot?"

Lan Shan carried all the ingredients into the kitchen.

It's more like an ornament than Mr. Lu's kitchen. Fortunately, when she came, she bought all the seasonings that were basically needed.

Put things on the cooking table by category and put them on the cooking table.

It was too quiet in the room.

Her footsteps seemed a little abrupt.

Not long after, the TV in the living room was turned on.

It was a variety show, quite lively, it happened to be the episode that Qi Mubai participated in, and several other regular guests were teasing him for being the most rumored single.

Lan Shan walked out of the kitchen for two steps, and asked him from a distance, "What does Mr. Shen like to eat?"

The man got up and strode over.

Looking at the various ingredients on the cooking table, he raised his eyebrows, "Gu Meiren, are you sure you can cook?"

It is indeed a bit exaggerated.

This large piece of ingredients is enough for a family of four to eat for a week.

Lan Shan nodded.

"Just do what you know."

Shen Muzhi looked easy to talk to.

He glanced at the watch in his hand, "But I hope to see Gu Meiren's finished product within half an hour."

"Ok, no problem."

Lan Shan's formulaic answer.

Every time she saw this man smile, she felt a little hairy.

That oppressive feeling of being looked at as prey by others.

especially strong.

Qi Mubai said that he has a hobby of hiding beauty in a golden house...

Lan Shan couldn't believe what it would be like if A Yan, who had disappeared for so long, became a member of his golden house.

My heart is a little messed up.

I almost cut my hand when cutting a tomato.

Lan Shan has grown so big, she really hasn't cooked for people she doesn't know very well, Lu Suiran was an exception that year.

Shen Mozhi today...

She was so busy that she didn't have time to think so much.

In half an hour, the rice was just steamed, five dishes, two meat and three vegetables, and a soup in the pot.

Lan Shan still believed in the old saying of cannibalism.

Anyway.

Make Shen Muzhi happy first.

In the latter case, it will be a little easier to ask any questions.

When the last soup was about to be cooked, Lan Shan stood in the kitchen and asked, "Would you like parsley?"

The noisy voice from the TV overlapped with her.

Lan Shan thought the man hadn't heard, so she poked her head out of the kitchen and asked again.

Shen Muzhi walked over from the entrance just now, and there seemed to be two people behind him, who were talking about something at the moment.

"food."

Shen Muzhi answered her with a smile.

The two people behind him looked over at the same time, the man's eyes were cold, as if he could freeze her instantly.

And the woman was astonished.

Lan Shan almost dropped the spoon in her hand.

She held it tightly so that she didn't let herself be too flustered.

Shen Muzhi said, "Is the beef soup ready soon? I can already smell it."

"Okay, okay."

Lan Shan's voice trembled uncontrollably.

She turned her head and went into the kitchen almost immediately.

Mr. Lu and Shen Muzhi have known each other for a long time, and Lan Shan knows about it.

But she thought it was just business dealings, Mr. Lu who hadn't seen her for a week.

It turned out to be in such a situation, met.

"Gu Lanshan. Why are you here with Mr. Shen?"

Lan Shan was facing the boiling beef soup in the living room with the loud TV.

She was so accurate that she heard Qin Yuan mentioning her own voice.

Lan Shan's hands trembled slightly.

Afraid of the next second.

I heard Lu Suiran's voice.

however.

All I heard was Shen Muzhi's slightly smiling voice, "I heard that Gu Meiren's cooking skills are good, do you want to try it together?"

"Really, I always thought she couldn't cook."

Qin Yuan said.

"A person cannot be judged by his appearance. A woman who looks like a vase may not be a vase."

Shen Muzhi asked the two to sit down, and said to Lu Suiran: "My assistant is already on the way to deliver the information you want, why don't you just sit and wait, why don't you eat something together?"

"Brother whatever."

Qin Yuan pulled Lu Suiran's sleeve nervously.

I was afraid that Lu Suiran, who had a cold aura all over his body but said nothing, would suddenly make some uncontrollable actions.

He softened his voice and said, "I don't seem to have tasted anything made by Gu Lanshan, do you want to try it?"

All of them are all spectators.

"Gu Meiren?"

Shen Muzhi called her.

Lan Shan has been hiding in the kitchen for a long time.

She bit the bullet and brought a large bowl of ox head soup to the table.

"I heard that you are not feeling well. It seems that you have been well during this time."

Qin Yuan smiled and said to Lan Shan.

She was sitting next to Lu Suiran, wearing the same dress as in the photo, with a pure white shawl over it.

"Ah."

Lan Shan didn't dare to look up.

A guilty conscience is inevitable.

When Mr. Lu was not home, Mrs. Lu went to other men's houses to cook for him.

Even if there is something she urgently needs to prove.

But there is no way to explain it.

But even if she didn't look at Lu Suiran's face, she could still feel that the calm at this moment was already a harbinger of a storm.

I just wish it was a little later.

Lan Shan didn't want all of today's efforts to be in vain.

I am also willing to intensify the conflict in front of outsiders.

"Gu Meiren, add two more pairs of bowls and chopsticks."

Shen Muzhi called her up.

It's really quite smooth.

Lan Shan was a little distracted, didn't move, her reddish fingers rested on the edge of the table, unconsciously clung to the table.

Like driftwood in drowning.

The mind is racing.

Messy and fast, almost overloaded and strike.

Finally, there was only chaos left.

"Is it hot?"

Shen Muzhi approached her, stretched out his hand, raised her slightly bent fingers, looked at her, and pushed Lanshan to sit on the chair, "Really, I'll get you some burn ointment, sit still."

Lan Shan's mind was completely muddled.

But I still feel that I should save this oolong.

Just stood up.

He was forced to sit down again by the man's strong hand.

Lu Suiran's voice was so weak that it was a bit cold, "Didn't I tell you not to move?"

"I have something to do..."

Lan Shan explained softly.

"Of course, if you have nothing to do, what are you doing looking for Mr. Shen?"

Qin Yuan said softly.

"Brother Suan happened to meet me, and we had dinner together. You... ran directly to Mr. Shen's house and cooked such a table of dishes for him. You are really... Enthusiastic."

Lan Shan raised her eyes, her peach blossom eyes were a little red.

Hands hurt.

It is said that ten fingers connect with hearts.

It is estimated that the piercing pain is almost like this.

Lu Suiran's face was frosty.

He said, "Gu Lanshan, you are really... cheap."

(End of this chapter)