You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

The next morning.

Chen Hui was lying in bed when he was woken up by a series of urgent phone rings. Only then did he remember that he had promised Ding Min.

Ding Min is going to treat him to dinner today.

"Brother Chen Hui, when are you coming over? Are you free today?"

It's best to maintain a good relationship with Ding Tai's daughter; there's nothing wrong with that anyway.

"Where should we eat sometime?"

"Brother Chen Hui, can you come over here? Commander Wu said it's best to keep my identity a secret. If people find out I'm here, it'll cause trouble. I'll cook for you myself!"

Ding Tai's first wife has always wanted Ding Min dead. If word gets out and his first wife finds out, she won't make a move openly, but she will definitely send someone to kill him behind his back.

"Okay, I'll be over in a bit!"

Chen Hui asked Peng Ying to drive, and also brought Chen Er and Chen San, the two teenagers.

Protecting his safety was secondary; the main concern was Ding Min's special status—she was Ding Tai's daughter. He had to consider the implications. A man and a woman alone in a room—what if some bad news got out and Ding Tai misunderstood?

He wanted to get along well with Ding Tai, but he never thought about becoming his son-in-law.

Moreover, his first wife's family is quite powerful; they even wanted to silence his daughter. If he really became his son-in-law, his first wife would probably see him as a thorn in her side, constantly on guard against being shot in the back.

Ding Tai is a warlord. If you really become his son-in-law, you will no longer have control over your own life. Even if you want to return to China, your motives will be questioned by the people there.

They drove an SUV towards Ding Min's residence.

Wu Zhensheng arranged a quiet place for her to stay, to prevent her identity from being leaked, in a villa in a forest in the suburbs.

It took them about an hour to drive there.

At the entrance of the villa, there were two heavily armed soldiers, both of whom were Allied soldiers. Inside the villa, several other soldiers could be vaguely seen standing guard.

It's obvious that they were all people arranged by Wu Zhensheng.

Chen Hui took out his phone, just about to call Ding Min and tell her he had arrived, when Ding Min came out from inside.

"Brother Chen Hui, come in quickly!"

When Ding Min appeared, the two soldiers at the gate immediately let her through.

Peng Ying drove the car into the villa as well.

"Hello, Ms. Ding!"

Ding Min looked at him with great delight.

"Brother Chen Hui, please don't call me Miss Ding anymore. Just call me by my name, or you can call me Minmin!"

Upon hearing this, Peng Ying gave him a meaningful look.

That look seemed to be saying something.

—Brother Hui, you're really something! You really know how to handle women. This is how you got Minmin.

—But you have to be careful, this is Ding Tai's daughter, don't get yourself into trouble.

Minmin?

I'm not Zhang Wuji, why did I call Minmin so quickly?

He glared fiercely at Peng Ying.

"Okay, Minmin, thank you for your hospitality today. I brought a few people with me, you don't mind, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind, Brother Chen Hui. I'm so happy you could come. Come in quickly."

The villa features a modern, minimalist style that looks quite nice and is suitable for young people.

"Brother Chen Hui, I originally wanted to treat you to a meal out, but Commander Wu disagreed, so we can only eat at home. I had Commander Wu send me a lot of ingredients, all from China. What would you like to eat?"

Upon entering the villa, Ding Min eagerly led him into the kitchen.

Inside were many ingredients and seasonings, most of which were from China.

"Brother Chen Hui, I know you're from China, so I specially asked Commander Wu to send this over. By the way, I've heard that China has many different cuisines. What kind of cuisine do you like?"

"Let's have Sichuan food!"

"Okay, I understand, Brother Chen Hui. You guys play outside for a while, I'll get ready right away!"

"You can cook?"

Chen Hui asked instinctively.

Looking at her delicate hands that never seem to lift a finger, he was very skeptical. As Ding Tai's daughter, she was a precious and elegant woman who could cook from a young age.

Ding Min pouted, looking unhappy.

"Brother Chen Hui, please don't look down on me. I specially learned how to cook so that I could invite you over for dinner."

"Alright, is there anything I can help you with? These guys can eat a lot."

"No need, Brother Chen Hui, you guys play outside."

Ding Min wanted to make a good impression on him, so she couldn't let him help her.

She had heard that women in China win their boyfriends' hearts through their stomachs, so she excitedly ran into the kitchen and busied herself.

Chen Hui and his friends were bored and sat on the sofa watching TV.

Fortunately, Aimo is close to the border of China, and most of the people there are Han Chinese, so the TV channels are all speaking Chinese.

Most of the television channels in northern Shan State are brainwashing the people with propaganda from warlord forces, talking about the descendants of the nation and their need for independence.

"what!"

Just then, Ding Min's scream came from the kitchen.

Chen Hui and the others were startled and rushed to the kitchen, where they found that the oil in her pot had boiled over and the vegetables had caught fire when she poured them in. Chen Hui immediately put the lid on and turned off the heat.

Ding Min was terrified and her face turned pale. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the fire was out.

By this time, the food in the pot had turned completely black.

"Brother Chen Hui, I'm so sorry!"

"It's alright, I'll do it."

Upon hearing this, Ding Min's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

"You can cook?"

"certainly!"

Chen Hui skillfully opened the refrigerator and took out eggs and tomatoes. He was quite good at both knife skills and cooking.

Ding Min watched from the side, almost mesmerized.

Looking at his chiseled face, combined with the way he was cooking, he was incredibly handsome. And with a ray of sunlight shining in from the window, he looked even more dashing.

Soon, several authentic Sichuan dishes were served. Considering the tastes of the group, not too much chili was added to any of the dishes.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, boiled sliced ​​pork, home-style fish, Mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork—these dishes had just been served when Peng Ying and her companions couldn't wait to dig in; they looked, smelled, and tasted delicious.

Chen Er and Chen San immediately began to wolf down their food, shoveling rice into their mouths one bite after another.

In the blink of an eye, all the dishes were devoured.

"Brother Chen Hui, your cooking is so delicious!"

Ding Min stuffed the last bite of food into her mouth and praised it.

Peng Ying patted her belly.

"Brother Hui, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. Why don't you cook every day from now on?"

Chen Hui rolled his eyes.

"You wish! Hurry up and help me clear the table!"

The group got up, tidied up the table, and moved all the bowls into the kitchen.

"Brother Hui, something's wrong outside!"

Peng Ying walked to the door and glanced at it. Her expression changed drastically, and she became serious.