Chapter 117 Chef

I saw a little nightclub prince walking behind the screen.

Leng Sa saw the young man in front of him wearing a black leather jacket with rivets, ripped jeans, black earrings in his ears, and a black diamond embedded in them, shining under the light.

This guy looks like he's twenty years old at most, he's evil and unruly, and he's a trendy guy in the nightclub.

Leng Sa turned around and said seriously to Si Coach.

"I want to see the chef, not the bartender, dear."

When Scott heard the last word, he looked slightly startled.

For a moment, he smiled slightly and pursed his lips, but said nothing.

"Hi, beauty, how is the food? Are you still used to eating?"

The young man had a naughty smile on his face, still looking carefree and unruly.

Leng Sa's eyes looked up and down at the man in front of him, and a hint of impossibility appeared in his mind.

Seeing that Leng Sa didn't speak, Feiroy twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled lazily: "Hello, I am today's chef, Feroy, how are you? Are you still used to eating?"

He extended his hand, politely wanting to shake it.

Ahem~~

Scott coughed, and the man instantly noticed something.

He laughed again and retracted his hand naturally.

Slender and well-proportioned figure, lazy and half-smiling, handsome and bad-looking clothes, lazy and casual, and elegant temperament.

Is this the chef?

Those who didn’t know it thought they were inviting A-list young people to participate in a food show!

The contrast was so great that Leng Sa stared so hard that Si Coach next to her almost coughed up blood. Only then did she finally break away from the man's evil eyebrows.

Scott's face was almost ugly, and he glanced at Feiroi coldly, his expression cold.

Feiroi was leaning on the wooden panel next to him, looking Leng Sa up and down, his eyebrows and smile getting thicker.

"Just her?"

Two words came out of the man's mouth suddenly, his eyebrows were frivolous, and he couldn't distinguish between good and bad.

Scott glanced over calmly, and Feroi smiled casually, holding his arms somewhat carelessly, and his smile wandered freely between the men and women in front of him.

"Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. This old cow wants to pick that tender grass, but he doesn't care about my business."

Feiroi gave Leng Sa a feeling of freedom and ease. She didn't know much about the person in front of her, but she could hear the meaning of his words clearly.

This means she is considered to be Scott's girlfriend.

Leng Sa also smiled and lowered his eyes after hearing this.

Also, for an unattainable person like Coach, there would be no one around. She estimated that she was the first guest she invited to have dinner here.

And the way those servants looked at her just now clearly showed that they were treating the young mistress with caution.

How could she not see it?

However, who knows, she is just the doctor she invited to treat her illness, and the relationship is just an employment relationship.

Even, she is her sister.

"I didn't expect that Chef Fei would be such a person."

Feiroi raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What kind of person am I?"

Leng Sa chuckled: "I thought it was a bald man with a big belly, but I didn't expect it to be a handsome young man."

Feiroy, who was praised, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Scott, smiling evilly.

"Xiao Sa Sa, you're not that old. Judging from your age, you seem to have to call me brother!"

His eyes shone slightly in the dark night, and he smiled proudly.

But for a moment, after he looked at his boss Coach with even more pride, he instantly lost his smile and there were two black lines hanging on his forehead.

When I think about it, if the woman opposite becomes Si Coach's person, she will no longer be a brother.

He shrugged: "Okay, pretend I didn't say that."

"Your hand." Leng Sa suddenly pointed at his hand.

Ferroi stretched out his long and thin hand and asked: "What's wrong with my hand?"

"How long did it grow?"

Feroi……..

"It grew in my mother's belly."

Leng Sa looked at her green-white jade hands and his eyes widened in envy.

She has never seen such a beautiful pair of hands. Although they are men's hands, they are more delicate and delicate than women's. Every joint seems to have been carefully measured and regrown, making it delicate and beautiful.

No one can imagine that these beautiful hands can make such delicious food.

Since ancient times, there has been a gentleman who cooks far away, but a darling lady does not cook.

Women who pursue sophistication sometimes don't want to go to the kitchen to use a knife to cook, for fear of hurting their delicate hands.

But the yuppie handsome man across from him is actually very comfortable in the kitchen, and he can also maintain his hands as white and tender as green onions.

How is this done?

"Thank you for your hard work today. Have you been cooking here?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on the young master."

Um?

Leng Sa asked.

"Why?"

"He owes me money."

Scott spoke indifferently, as if he was used to it.

"How much is owed?"

Leng Sa was a little excited, and after thinking about it, he had his own thoughts and continued to ask.

"Can I pay it off in this life?"

Upon hearing this, the graceful and lazy Feroi immediately jumped to his feet and gritted his teeth eagerly.

"What? You still want me to cook for you for the rest of your life?"

"Um."

"right."

Si Coach and Leng Sa nodded tacitly and answered at the same time.

Feiroi's head exploded instantly.

What kind of couple are these?

Unreasonable couple!!!!

He almost went berserk.

"Master Si, I will pay you back tomorrow, and never ask me to cook for you again."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to use it tomorrow. You will spend all your money tonight to support the bar industry."

The Feroi people are just like their appearance. In addition to being talented in cooking, they also have special abilities in picking up girls.

Scott and he grew up together. There is not much age difference between the two. They are both sons of wealthy families, but their evaluations among outsiders are completely different.

Coach is not unkind, unkind, or unapproachable to anything else.

Ferroy is a playboy who hangs out in nightclubs all day long.

Some people even ridiculed Scooch for spending all day with Ferroi, but he learned nothing and still looked like an old monk who kept away from strangers.

After all, Ferroi also felt aggrieved. In the past, he was obviously a good student who studied hard and made progress every day.

Later, when Scott's mother discovered that the two of them were playing well together, she asked Ferroy to take care of the emotionally retarded Scott.

With a passion for sacrificing his beauty for his brothers, Ferroi resolutely shouldered the heavy responsibility of leading Scott to emotional enlightenment.

Who could have imagined that instead of giving Si Coach a clue, he was hooked into it himself. From then on, he lingered in various bars in this paradise on earth, living a life of confusion, drinking and meat.

Later, his father didn't give him any money, and Coach didn't come to the bar, leaving him alone to miss the flowers and find it difficult to control himself.

When I had no money, I borrowed money from Coach, and if I couldn't afford it, I worked hard to learn how to cook to offset my debts.

Now Leng Sa can eat the dishes cooked by Feiroi because the money he borrowed last time has not been repaid.
Chapter completed!