"I won't put this garlic, right? He definitely can't eat it! His stomach is uncomfortable! Didn't he say it? How many more times do you have to repeat it?" Although he was a little anxious, his voice was still sweet.
"The soup must be boiled on low heat. You all have to be patient and make the soup until it is thick! Thank you!"
"Cook two more portions of stomach-enhancing porridge? Don't add sugar first, because I don't know if he likes sweet ones."
She explained in English in the kitchen, afraid of making any mistakes.
That excitement is conceivable.
The chirping sound is actually very nice, just like a lark, but when he pretends to be hoarse, he pretends to be very similar, and he actually gets away with Jingting.
This made her think Jingting was very cute!
"Miss, the dress is here, do you want to try it?"
"Okay! I'll be here soon!"
Before leaving, Emily explained to the chef a few words, "You must grab the man's stomach! Whether you can have a happy night depends on you! If Mr. Jing can satisfy him, I will add a bonus to you.
Oh!"
After saying that, she followed the butler to the living room.
A Filipino man held a purple evening dress in his hand. Although it was folded together, the color was enough to amazed her eyes.
"So beautiful!" It was the purple type she liked, faint, soft, and as if there were nothing.
Emily carefully held up the dress, and the beautiful skirt was hanging down, shining with light.
With the help of the servant, she changed into a carefully selected dress and turned around in front of the long mirror to the ground, as beautiful as a princess in a fairy tale.
"I will definitely occupy his eyes and heart tonight." She was addicted to her beauty and had this kind of confidence.
In the evening.
The chefs were almost done, and the dining table was filled with delicious dishes and beautiful seven-color fruit wine.
Emily, who put on her dress and exquisite makeup, sat on the sofa in front of the coffee table. She leaned forward slightly, picked up the landline and dialed Jingting's number.
"Hey, has the record book been sent?" Jingting's low voice was a little delighted. At this time, he was already at an altitude of 30,000 feet.
The girl smiled and said softly, "Welcome to the manor and invite you to dinner. I am Emily."
This voice... Jingting's eyebrows are frowning slightly, why isn't it hoarse?
"Mr. Jing, do you need me to repeat it again?" the girl asked with a smile.
"Have you taken the record book?" Jingting asked her, not asking why she was lying. It is very likely that even the leg injury was fake.
All he cared about seemed to be that record book, which made the girl a little disappointed.
"I invite you to dinner and just talk about the record book."
"Thank you for your kind invitation." Jingting's voice was low, "If the record book is in your hands, I'll let my subordinates go over and take it. I'll just take it away after just one look."
"Where are you?" she asked unhappily, "Why don't you come? Where are you?"
"Sorry, I'm on the plane back to Jiangcheng." Jingting said, "The company needs some things to deal with."
"Is it so rude?! Didn't you even say hello?" She was a little overwhelmed.
Jingting smiled and reminded, "Your voice..."
"Don't worry about my voice! If you don't come in person, I won't hand over the record to anyone! You can't take a look!" As she said that, she hung up the phone willfully.
Jingting was also in deep thought. This girl is not simple, she is so childish.
I remembered yesterday in her bedroom, because her vocal cords were damaged, so I sat on the edge of her bed in order to hear her clearly... This scene reminded him of a slight uneasy.
It was only then that I realized that something was wrong.
Jingting has never been such a person. He has a very high sense of vigilance, but in order to see this documentary, he has...not considered himself?
What Emily did next, later made Jingting finally realize that she was trapped in her. This chapter has been completed!