The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

"He has a boyfriend to take care of him, why are you bothering?"

Hearing this, she began to refute again, "What is worrying about, she is my friend, and I care about her."

"She doesn't need your attention right now."

"How do you know she doesn't need it? You're not her, and she hasn't told you."

After a pause, she continued, "Aren't you a bit of a nosy person? I'll take care of mine. What's bothering you?"

Gu Yichi frowned when he saw her small mouth chattering 'bababa' non-stop.

I really want to find a needle and thread to sew her mouth together!

Gu Yichi's eyes froze, and he kissed her chattering lips fiercely.

"Hmm~"

Wen Jing's eyes widened, and she put her hands on his shoulders, trying to push him away.

But he grabbed it and pressed it on top of his head.

After a while, Gu Yichi let go of her, and looked at her deeply with somewhat distracted eyes.

For some reason, it felt like she was more and more in line with his taste.

He raised the corner of his mouth evilly, pinched her chin with his thumb and index finger and lifted it up, "Are you still talking nonsense? If you talk nonsense, I will continue to kiss you!"

"..."

Wen Jing quickly shook her head, even though she didn't understand why, she couldn't figure out which of her words were nonsense.

She was trying to reason with him, but how it turned into nonsense in his ears, it really didn't make any sense to him.

Gu Yichi looked at her sarcasm expression, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He let her go and told her at the same time, "Go and cook, I'm hungry."

"..."

Cook?

Leaving the chef at home alone, let her make ghost meals!

"Did you hear me? I said I was hungry, so I went to cook."

"Oh." Wen Jing replied shyly, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Casual!"

Wen Jing frowned, hating others to talk casually.

Just tell me what you want to eat, and you have to let her think about it and arrange it.

"Oh, I'll do whatever I want."

"Go, there's so much nonsense."

Wen Jing glared at him secretly, then turned and left the study.

And when she walked away, a figure came out from behind a wall and stared at Wen Jing's back in disgust.

Wen Jing suddenly felt someone behind her looking at her, and her back felt a chill, thinking it was Gu Yichi, so she hastily quickened her pace.

Come to the kitchen, there are all the ingredients here.

Wen Jing picked up the tray and chose some ingredients. She was planning to make something simple, who told him to say anything.

Wen Jing still has some cooking skills, and she can still cook a few home-cooked dishes.

I have been busy in the kitchen for more than half an hour, and now I am waiting for the last soup dish to be ready.

Wen Jing leaned against the stove in a daze, but didn't hear a footstep walking into the kitchen.

"The taste is not bad, Miss Wen is very skilled."

Hearing the sound, Wen Jing came back to her senses and saw that the person who spoke was Huo Ruina.

Huorina was trying to eat the dish she just made with chopsticks.

Wen Jing's eyes were slightly cold, "Miss Huo, this is a meal for Young Master Gu."

Huo Ruina didn't speak, she first put down the chopsticks, then took the handkerchief handed over by the servant and wiped the corners of her mouth, then looked at her with red lips, eyes full of disdain, "I know, just let me see Is your meal ready? He has been waiting for a long time and is already very impatient."

Wen Jing pursed her lips, and smiled faintly at Huo Ruina, "Miss Huo, wait a moment, I'll serve the soup."

"Okay, hurry up, you know that what Yichi dislikes the most is waiting."

Wen Jing turned to serve the soup.

But the woman standing behind her made her feel very uncomfortable, both physically and mentally uncomfortable.