chapter82
Tan Jinxue was still in the kitchen, but he accurately predicted Zong Zi's movements as if he had eyes in the back of his head.
The black-haired young man was taken aback.
Although Fang Ai was still a little apprehensive, seeing Zong Zi's inconceivable appearance, the joy of elation immediately prevailed.
She happily picked up the knife and fork, carefully cut a piece of steak and put it in her mouth.
-tasty! !
Apart from this exclamation, Fang Ai couldn't find any other words to describe the taste of the steak. It's not that she lacks words, but that only these two words can accurately express the true meaning of food.
The tender meat that melts in your mouth, the full-bodied gravy, the rich but not overdone sauce, and the side dishes that fully integrate the original flavor of the food and the aroma of the seasoning, every bite is super enjoyable!
Fang Ai felt that all the hard work of the day was worth it.
Zong Zi sat on the sofa expressionlessly, watching Fang Ai who was at the side quickly eating "his" dinner.
If his stomach hadn't been screaming and convulsing and making him break out in a cold sweat, he would have walked into the kitchen and simply bit the man's neck again.
He did it on purpose. Recognizing this can only make Zong Zi even more angry.
Countless dark thoughts circled in his mind.
If that person knew what was going on in his mind at the moment, he would probably be very scared. Maybe he would be so scared that he would completely disappear from his side.
The youth's chocolate-colored pupils were full of shadows.
He has never been a generous person, even he himself knows that his personality is narrow and distorted, and he can no longer even be counted in the "normal" category.
What should I do if I was discovered by that person?
if…
He was almost so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Tan Jinxue's voice coming out of the kitchen.
"Eat." The man said coldly.
Only then did Zong Zi come back to his senses, and looked down.
There was a small bowl in front of him, inside was thin dragon whiskers noodles, the hot soup exuded a slight aroma, and there was a poached egg lying in it.
For the first time, Zong Zi didn't say any sharp and disgusting rebuttals, but picked up the chopsticks that Tan Jinxue had set up, and silently picked up the bowl and ate the noodles.
The cold and throbbing stomach finally got the iron of the food and calmed down.
Tan Jinxue raised her eyebrows, turned to Fang Ai and said, "It's getting late, I'll send you off after eating."
Fang Ai was taken aback, and nodded flattered.
It was indeed too late at this point, and it was not easy to call a taxi. She was still secretly worried about what she would do later.
But the school dormitory has already locked the door...
Thinking of the face of the dormitory aunt when she was woken up to open the door in the middle of the night, Fang Ai lit a wax for herself in her heart.
As if Zong Zi didn't hear Tan Jinxue's words, he put the empty bowl on the table, turned around and went into the study.
Tan Jinxue smiled apologetically at Fang Ai, "His temper has always been like this. As an assistant, I may ask you to forgive me."
Fang Ai hurriedly responded.
Although the former male **** has fallen from the altar within three days, he is still a key role in determining her future.
Fang Ai knows very well that there are many people like Zong Zi who have a bad temper and even make things difficult on purpose. To be an assistant, the word "forbearance" must be practiced repeatedly.
From the CEO's point of view, he doesn't need to show this apology to himself at all.
—This looks... more like a parent apologizing on behalf of his own bear child...
The CEO = the parents, the designer Zong = the bear child, and myself = the new babysitter—
Fang Ai, who suddenly assumed the role, felt that his positioning was too precise and appropriate.
Tan Jinxue didn't know what the girl who suddenly smiled was thinking, and said, "It's getting late, and if the dormitory is inconvenient, there is a clean hotel nearby."
Fang Ai blinked, "Hotel?"
Although she knew what kind of person Tan Zong was, she still couldn't help but think of the countless books instilled in her by her roommates, "The Domineering President's Little Escaping Wife", "Secret Love 99 Nights: My President", "Wrong President" bed"…
When she came back to her senses, she saw the man opposite her looking at her strangely.
"Hr, I will count it as overtime for you today. You don't need to worry about the reimbursement of the hotel expenses, just take it as my personal thanks."
the man explained.
In fact, as the president, he has no need to be responsible for such a small life assistant.
Fang Ai was taken aback, and realized that he was still thinking too much.
Not to mention that the CEO is the most rational, restrained, abstinent and indifferent man she has ever seen in real life. Even if he is really a "clothed beast", he probably won't fall in love with her plain-looking bean sprouts .
Only people like Miss Sheng are worthy of talking about Jinxue.
Thinking of this, Fang Ai let go of his hanging heart, but suddenly felt uncomfortable.
She shook her head, getting rid of those absurd associations and unrealistic expectations, and then gave the man a polite and grateful smile, "Wow, thank you for the discussion!"
After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks on the table, there was no movement in the study. Fang Ai glanced at Tan Jinxue, and found that he did not intend to ask Zong Zi again, and it was not easy for him to interrupt, so he kept his eyes open. Carefully follow Tan Jinxue out the door.
After driving for more than 20 minutes, Fang Ai sat in the passenger seat, thought for a while and said: "Tan Zong's cooking skills are really good."
We can't let the president speak first to find a topic with one of her assistants.
Tan Jinxue stared at the road ahead, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "Really?"
Fang Ai quickly expressed his sincere praise, "Really! The filet you made is really the best steak I have ever eaten!"
This is indeed true. She is still thinking about it.
Tan Jinxue's smile deepened a bit, "I used to study abroad, and most of the time I cooked by myself, and I gradually learned it."
When he was studying in Italy, Zong Zi had a stomach ache for more than half a month because of eating out, and Tan Jinxue also learned a lot of cooking skills during this half month.
Even on his arm, there is now a scar from being scalded by the pot.
Of course, all of this was set by the gold medal staff member Tan Jinxue using the character tamperer.
Every scar, every drop of sweat, and every ounce of heart that "Tan Jinxue" paid for the hero will become a sharp knife in Cha Xiang Zongzi's repentant heart in the end.
The author has something to say: In fact, the zongzi in this story is really miserable...
It seems that they are always compromised, tolerant, retreated and even abused, but in the end it was Zongzi who was abused the most
[The scumbag author showed a proud and wretched smile]