"What does He Qiyan mean? Are you using me as a shield? Then I must cooperate with him."
Ling Wenxiao muttered in his heart, and began to look around, looking for the direction of the kitchen. The kitchen was facing the living room. After Ling Wenxiao determined the direction, he relaxed his stiff body and his expression returned to normal.
natural state.
Ling Wenxiao looked at the old man in front of him and smiled like a hostess: "We have a guest at home. Welcome. I'm going to wash some fruits. You two can chat for a while."
Ling Wenxiao pretended to be at home and walked into the kitchen naturally. After closing the kitchen door, Ling Wenxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Wenxiao found a double-door refrigerator, and it seemed that there must be a lot of good things inside.
Thinking of this, Ling Wenxiao opened the refrigerator excitedly: "It's too empty, why is there nothing in such a big refrigerator? This is probably bought as a decoration!"
Ling Wenxiao looked up and down but couldn't find a single fruit.
Fortunately, when he opened the last layer of the refrigerator, he found a tomato. Ling Wenxiao had a dark look on his face: "How can we entertain guests like this? What I just said was so nice, it would be too embarrassing to take it out."
Forget it, after all tomatoes can be eaten raw, just think of them as small tomatoes, He Qiyan can't blame me, after all, this is your home."
Ling Wenxiao took out the tomatoes and rinsed them in the sink. He searched through the cabinets but couldn't find a cutting board for cutting fruits.
Ling Wenxiao helplessly raised his head at a 45-degree angle and looked at the sky outside the window. It was so early in the morning, why was he so weak?
Ling Wenxiao patted himself: "Hey, you can't help yourself with such a small thing. Why don't you just put it on the table and cut it? It's clean anyway. I don't believe he can still have one at home.
fruit knife."
Ling Wenxiao opened the cabinet built into the wall, and his bitter face finally revealed a smile. Fortunately, the knives were complete, and it could even be said to be a dazzling array of dishes. All kinds of bowls, forks, and condiments were exquisite and simple.
It occupies an entire floor.
Ling Wenxiao picked a plate at random, took out a small knife and cut the tomatoes into eight petals, then placed each head in the center of the plate to make the shape of a petal. A simple plate arrangement was completed.
Ling Wenxiao found out the white sugar and put it into the pot, added tap water to heat it, boiled the sugar until it melted and formed icing sugar, poured it on top of the tomatoes that had just been placed, Ling Wenxiao picked up the plate and smelled it:
"Well, we're done. The ingredients are really limited, so we have to make do with it."
Ling Wenxiao cleared his throat, opened the kitchen door, walked to the living room with a plate, looked at the uncle with a smile and said:
"I'm sorry, uncle, I haven't had time to buy fruit at home today, so I apologize for the poor reception."
He Qiyan stared at her, his eyes a little cold, watching her every move without any reaction.
Ling Wenxiao felt He Qiyan's gaze and did not dare to look at him. He politely put down the plate and placed the two convenient forks in front of the two of them.
"Please enjoy."
After saying that, Ling Wenxiao walked back to the kitchen knowingly and stopped disturbing the conversation between the two.
Ling Wenxiao rummaged in the kitchen again, but there was no edible bread, not even instant noodles. Ling Wenxiao began to doubt whether He Qiyan took her home to take care of her injury.
, let her injured take care of He Qiyan.
This kitchen looks like it has been turned off for cooking all year round. Ling Wenxiao understands, after all, he is such a big boss, how can he have time to cook at home?
Usually, they go to the producers and directors to attend wine parties, discuss business, and find investors for their artists.
Fortunately, Ling Wenxiao found a bread machine in the cupboard below, and he still had flour reserves at home. Ling Wenxiao took out the bread machine, read the instructions, and added flour to it according to the recipe, poured some milk, and beat it.
I bought two eggs. Ling Wenxiao loves sweets the most, so he pounded a lot of white sugar, and finally pressed the one-button start button and it was done.
Ling Wenxiao looked at the time and saw that he had to wait three hours.
"Oh my gosh, this is taking too long. I can have lunch by the time the bread is ready."
Ling Wenxiao was now so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, so he found a stool and leaned against the wall of the kitchen.
Ling Wenxiao figured that since he had to wait here anyway, he might as well secretly listen to what they were talking about.
The uncle's voice was a little disappointed, and he lowered his voice and said, "You are just fooling around. Have you ever taken your family's future to heart?"
He Qiyan snorted coldly and murmured: "Oh, when you need me now, you want me for the sake of the family. When you didn't need me, you wanted to crush me. Don't use me as a tool anymore. Please
Let me take control of myself and my life.”
"Your own life? Since you were born into this family, you were destined to have a good ending from the moment you were born. It is impossible to change. Your brother is now completely incapable of inheriting the family's industry, so now you must take on this responsibility.
A heavy burden."
"I'm sorry, I can't bear it. I was not welcomed into this world from the beginning, but lived a miserable life. You know this best, don't you?"
The air became quiet. After a long time, Ling Wenxiao heard his uncle sigh: "There are many things that cannot be explained clearly. Let's stop talking here today. I'll give you some time to digest it. I'll leave first.
Already."
"goodbye."
There was a bang, and Ling Wenxiao heard what sounded like a door closing. He stood up from the stool, opened the kitchen door, poked his head out, and after making sure that the uncle had left, he opened the door and walked out.
Ling Wenxiao could tell that He Qiyan didn't look good, so he said cautiously: "Mr. He, I made bread and need to wait for three hours. If nothing happens, I will go back to the room first."
He Qiyan looked up at Ling Wenxiao, his eyes revealing loneliness.
"Can you sit down with me for a minute?"
Ling Wenxiao was stunned for a moment, then slowly moved to the sofa and sat down. She didn't know what to say, so the two of them just sat quietly in the living room, not saying anything, just accompanying each other silently.
This moment is the most useful.
But who knew that in such a quiet place, the sound of Ling Wenxiao's stomach growling became clearer. He Qiyan heard Ling Wenxiao's stomach growling and turned to look at her. Ling Wenxiao smiled awkwardly.
He Qiyan turned to face the surveillance camera in the living room and said, "Songsong."
"Here we are! Master, please tell me if you have any orders."
"Order takeout and want two breakfasts."
"OK."
Ling Wenxiao raised his head and stared at the talking monitor. He couldn't help but be curious: "Mr. He, is this monitor you installed? It can also have intelligent voice."
"It's either a surveillance camera or a smart robot installed in every room, mainly because I'm afraid it won't hear me."
"Wow, then this is so smart, don't you even have to tell it what you want for breakfast?"
"I have a phobia of choice in life. Many times it is difficult for me to decide what I should choose, so I don't tell it and let it buy randomly. Then, by analyzing my eating situation, after half a month, I
By purchasing random data, it can judge my eating mood and understand my living habits."
"Then can you see the videos in each machine?"
"It's possible, but I've never seen it. Usually the videos are stored for one month and then deleted regularly. What's wrong? I feel a little uncomfortable having the surveillance camera in your room. Are you afraid that I might peek at you?"
Ling Wenxiao's head shook like a rattle, and even she didn't dare to say: "No, no, I just want to ask if bad people like thieves come into the house, can they see the surveillance."
"Master, breakfast has been delivered to the door, please check."
Ling Wenxiao stood up impatiently and opened the door. She was already very hungry. When she opened the door, Ling Wenxiao saw a mobile food delivery robot that was almost one meter tall. Ling Wenxiao opened its food cabinet and took out the takeout.
"Thank you Songsong, received it."
The mobile food delivery robot spun around happily, accompanied by music: "You're welcome, it's my honor to serve the master." After saying that, he turned around and left. Ling Wenxiao couldn't help but look at the back of the robot as it left.
Praise to:
"It's so smart and easy to use. Mr. He, let's come over for dinner!"
Ling Wenxiao put breakfast on the dining table and took out the food, including steamed dumplings, siomai, tofu, preserved egg soup, and tea eggs.
Ling Wenxiao thought to himself: "It turns out that rich people also eat these breakfasts! I thought they would eat delicacies from all over the world."
After setting it up, Ling Wenxiao sat down and waited for He Qiyan to eat first. He didn't eat, and Ling Wenxiao was too embarrassed to eat!
Seeing that she hadn't moved her chopsticks, He Qiyan picked up a small steamed bun and put it into Ling Wenxiao's bowl: "Eat it, I forgot to buy you breakfast in advance this morning. He came quite unexpectedly.
delayed.
And my family doesn’t usually turn on the fire for cooking, so there aren’t many ingredients in the refrigerator. If you need anything in the future, just call Songsong and let him order it for you.”
Ling Wenxiao nodded obediently: "It's okay, Mr. He, this is my first day here. This time I know how to use artificial intelligence. After that, I can order food by myself. Mr. He will be busy with your business from now on."
My son is fine, I can take care of myself.
But I would like to take the liberty to ask, Mr. He, you have such a big house, why don’t you find an aunt to help you take care of the house, and cook you some food when you have nothing to do, and have a chat and so on."
He Qiyan took a sip of tofu noodles and said, "I'm not used to contacting strangers in private. I need my own space to move around. It's very convenient to order takeout at ordinary times. I just occasionally ask an hourly worker to come over and clean up."
Ling Wenxiao nodded: "Oh, okay, I understand Mr. He."
Ling Wenxiao ate it with big mouthfuls. He Qiyan's taste was good and it was in line with Ling Wenxiao's preferences.