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Chapter 1800 The kitchen is not allowed in the future

Chapter 1800: The kitchen is not allowed to enter in the future

Leng Jue frowned and finished listening to Tang Yiyi's words.

I almost scolded her. If I don’t know how to cook breakfast, I don’t want to do it. If it turns out like this, it will cause trouble for others!

It’s just that the lurking manager in the past three years has tempered his character and tried to be as calm as possible when encountering most things.

He stared at Tang Yiyi's dirty face speechlessly, sighed, and his eyes fell on Tang Yiyi's hands, with two small bubbles on it.

"What's going on?" Leng Jue raised his hand and pointed to the blister on her hand.

Tang Yiyi looked at her in confusion, she put her finger on her back and smiled awkwardly, "Maybe I accidentally splashed oil just now."

The chopped vegetables were filled with moisture, and all the hot oil was thrown in. A lot of oil popped up. She covered her face with an apron, and probably it was splashed on it at that time.

Too nervous, I ignored the pain on my fingers.

Leng Jue's eyes sank, "Go and deal with it so that it won't get inflamed."

Tang Yiyi felt warm in her heart. Unexpectedly, Leng Jue not only did not scold her, but instead cared about her.

She shook her head quickly and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt much, it will be fine in two days."

Leng Jue's voice became deeper and he said coldly, "If it leaves a scar and affects your role, will you be responsible?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yiyi was really stunned. She looked up at the man's tough face and the cold look in her eyes.

I immediately understood that she was just so self-indulgent. Leng Jue cared about the role she played, not whether she was injured.

He was extremely disappointed, Tang Yiyi nodded and smiled, "I understand, I'll go now." He raised his foot and walked around Leng Jue toward the stairs.

At this time, Leng Jue called her again, "Wait a minute."

Tang Yiyi stood with her back to him, not knowing what he wanted to say.

A cold and cold voice came, "I'm not allowed to enter the kitchen in the future."

"I," Tang Yiyi turned around and wanted to explain. She didn't mean it.

But when he saw Leng Jue's expressionless face, he couldn't say anything he wanted to say stuck in his throat.

She nodded silently, "I won't know anymore." After that, she turned around and walked upstairs, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

When her figure disappeared into sight, Leng Jue's eyes looked fiercely at the bodyguard who had been watching the show, "Why don't you stop her?"

The bodyguard was even more helpless, "She said she made delicious, you like it very much. I thought she made delicious, so she let her do it."

If he knew that this house could blow up the kitchen, he wouldn't dare let her go to the kitchen if he hadn't known the steps to put out the fire, the kitchen wouldn't have been saved!

Leng definitely understood that this girl fooled people again, which led to this endgame.

He asked, “When will the cleaning come?”

"Arrived in ten minutes." The bodyguard replied.

Leng Jue raised his hand and looked at his watch, estimated the time, and then said, "Well, you're leaving, I'll wait for them."

"Yes, then I'll leave first." The bodyguard took the order and left the villa.

Ten minutes later, the two cleaners came to the door and began to clean up the kitchen that Tang Yiyi had ruined.

Leng Jue returned to the study, charged the phone, and sent some photos of Fu Tianze to the boss's phone, but he did not respond, and he didn't care.

I went downstairs to order dinner for two people, and the delivery was delayed for two hours later. I returned to the study and continued to work.

An hour and a half later, Cleaner knocked on the door of the study and told him that the kitchen had returned to its original appearance and that they were leaving.
Chapter completed!
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