love hurts

Chapter 97 Still the old rules

"Yes, young master, I'll cook for you right now, why haven't you eaten yet?"

Butler Ding hurriedly put down the porridge and started cooking noodles... He suddenly realized that he had neglected his duty, why did he ignore his young master?

"Well, your noodles are ready, bring them to the living room for me."

Tantai Haoming turned around and walked to the living room, sat on the comfortable sofa with crossed legs, turned on the TV, and watched a variety show...

however.

The "food for thought" on TV doesn't seem to be doing much.

He was still hungry.

then.

Tantai Haoming picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table, and ate those juicy and juicy cherries, temporarily comforting his stomach.

Not long after, Steward Ding brought a bowl of cooked noodles to his eyes.

"Master, here is your face."

Tantai Haoming put down the fruit plate and picked up the chopsticks, but before eating the noodles, he remembered another thing.

"By the way, Steward Ding, there is a task for you to perform, because I may come back to live here often in the future, and there are not enough people here, so you can hire me a five-star chef tomorrow, and a worker who cleans the room. "

Tantai Haoming decided to gradually move the focus of his life to Lanshan Villa.

"Yes, master, do you have any special requirements for them?"

Butler Ding felt relieved when he heard this. In fact, he also felt that he was going to be overwhelmed just now.

Although he is the housekeeper here, he also has multiple jobs such as cleaning, cooking, and dealing with people.

It would be fine if the young master didn't live here, but it would be better to serve Miss Bei only.

But as long as the young master is around, my nerves will always be tense, lest something will go wrong, and I will be careful in everything I do.

Prejudice.

Butler Ding also felt very honored, being able to personally serve such a handsome and capable business giant who is capable of shining in China is also an honor that cannot be dreamed of.

Even the hard work is worth it.

But if the young master wants to live here often, it would be better to have more helpers.

After all, his cooking skills are very amateurish, far inferior to that of a chef. For example, the bowl of noodles in front of him, butler Ding was worried that he would wrong the young master's stomach.

"It's still the old rules."

Tantai Haoming didn't think about it, there was no woman in the villa, so he calmed down.

"Yes, master, then I will go tomorrow morning."

Steward Ding, who had been by Tantai Haoming's side for many years, immediately understood, and took a step back to stand beside the young master respectfully.

"Then go and deliver porridge to Miss Bei. I'm fine now. You can rest when she finishes drinking."

Tantai Haoming looked at the bowl of noodles, and he started it.

"Master, do you want me to cook you a few more dishes later?"

But Butler Ding saw that the young master was eating so elegantly that he didn't even make a sound, so he was even more worried about the noodles he had prepared. Was it really unpalatable?
Because the best state of eating noodles, doesn't it always make the sound of "hululu" swallowing noodles?

All I made was a bowl of plain noodles. Does the young master not like it?

Butler Ding's worries intensified.

"No, I'll just take a bite, you don't have to worry about me, go ahead."

Tantai Haoming lightly chewed... After swallowing a mouthful of noodles, he shook his head.

He doesn't have too high requirements in terms of diet, after all, he has served in the army, and he can handle anything when he is hungry.

Especially now, it's already very late, can we still order a feast?

"Yes."

Butler Ding hurriedly agreed and walked back to the kitchen.

He filled the porridge, put another plate of delicious kimchi on the tray, and went upstairs...

But within a few minutes, Butler Ding ran down.

"Young master, young master, Miss Beibei said that she would drink porridge, but it was disgusting. She doesn't want to drink...what should I do?"

Butler Ding came here to ask the young master for advice.

(End of this chapter)