When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

On the screen, Lin Sitian paused as she kneaded dough in front of the chopping board. Her beautiful eyes widened as she exclaimed, "Who's this?! He's so damn handsome..."

Xu Nanyin turned around and looked at Pei Zhuo who was standing at the kitchen door.

Pei Zhuo was wearing a light grey casual outfit, looking as clear and cool as the moon, adding a sense of relaxation.

But she had no intention of appreciating him and called him "cousin" coldly.

After all, I just said something bad about him behind his back, so it is necessary to show some politeness out of guilt.

"Fuck! Ugly man!" Lin Sitian's angry curses came from the headphones, and she put on an ugly face filter in a second: "Why does he look like a toad that has turned into a spirit?"

Xu Nanyin held back her laughter, hung up the video, took off her headphones and put them in her pocket.

The servant came in hurriedly and asked, "Master, why are you in the kitchen?"

The servant walked quickly to the stove and checked the simmering millet and sea cucumber porridge. "It will be ready in a few minutes. I'll bring it upstairs for you."

Pei Zhuo nodded slightly, "No rush." ​​Then he signaled the servant to go out.

The maid timidly glanced at his face and was still confused as she left the kitchen. She had never seen the young master enter the kitchen before...

The tomato and pork ribs soup is almost cooked.

After sniffing the sweet and sour aroma of the steaming soup, Xu Nanyin turned off the fire with satisfaction, took a white porcelain bowl, and filled it with soup.

"Sister-in-law, would you like a bowl of soup?" Pei Zhuo asked politely with a gentle smile on his lips.

Xu Nanyin served him a bowl of soup with an expressionless face and placed it on the stove.

As he reached out to take the soup, he said coldly, "It just so happens that Jing Mo couldn't finish it, and I was planning to feed the rest to the dog."

Pei Zhuo's hand froze when it touched the porcelain bowl. He picked up the bowl without changing his expression, picked up the soup spoon and stirred the soup with a little oil vapor on it. His face was calm: "Sister-in-law, there is nothing added to this soup, such as estradiol..."

Xu Nanyin choked and coughed awkwardly, "Who knows. If you mind, cousin, you don't have to drink it."

Then he put the soup bowl into the thermal box and turned away.

"Sister-in-law, I'm actually very grateful to you."

Stunned for a moment, Xu Nanyin frowned and turned to look at Pei Zhuo.

Pei Zhuo put his hands in his pockets, standing tall. His eyes, which always pretended to be gentle, rarely showed a sharp edge. "It turns out that my cousin also has a soft spot."

"Your presence has added hope to what was originally a difficult situation."

Xu Nanyin couldn't help but clench her fists. He meant that he wanted to take advantage of her weakness and seize the power of the consortium from Pei Jingmo...

Pei Zhuo's clear face showed a smile, and he said in a deep voice: "Sister-in-law, you are my lucky star."

I felt a little angry, like I was being targeted as prey...

Xu Nanyin controlled her emotions and looked him straight in the eyes: "No, you are wrong, I am your nemesis."

Nemesis?

Pei Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly. Under the bright light of the kitchen, he could see a sarcastic smile on that gorgeous porcelain-white face, and the thorny look was bright and lively.

His eyebrows twitched and he smiled disapprovingly.

But I don’t know yet.

A prophecy.

"You're right, I'm Jing Mo's weakness, but at the same time I can also be his armor."

Xu Nanyin looked at him with cold, hostile and provocative eyes, "Just come at me, who would be afraid of you?"

"Then, let's wait and see." Pei Zhuo still looked handsome and cheerful, and he gently uttered "sister-in-law" with his thin lips.

My back felt strangely cold, and I felt like he was planning something...

Xu Nanyin stopped arguing with him and walked out of the kitchen with the lunch box.

Pei Zhuo's eyes followed her back. Her slender back was straight, her steps were neither fast nor slow, and her graceful figure was gentle and calm.

Like a soft yet stubborn white rose swaying in the wind.

He picked up the bowl of soup, slowly scooped a spoonful, tasted the sour, sweet, salty and fresh flavor, and a smile seemed to float at the corner of his lips.

study.

As soon as Xu Nanyin opened the door, she heard crackling sounds.

In front of the desk, Pei Jingmo slowly raised his head and glanced at her, his cold, slender fingers tapping on the black keyboard non-stop.

Xu Nanyin opened the lunch box, brought out the hot soup and walked forward.

Pushing the boss chair back, Pei Jingmo stretched his shoulders and neck, leaned lazily against the back of the chair, and looked at her with a half-smile in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Look at your pouting mouth. If you go to the sea, I can fish you out with a hook."

Xu Nanyin placed the bowl of soup in front of him.

Pei Jingmo grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap with a little effort. He kissed her fair face hard and asked with a chuckle, "Did you have an argument with the gas stove while you were making soup in the kitchen?"

Then he burst out laughing, Xu Nanyin: "Well, I quarreled, the gas stove is more poisonous than your mouth."

"How can this be tolerated?" Master Pei raised his eyebrows without hesitation. "There can't be two tigers in one mountain. Let's go! I'm going to tear down the kitchen!"

He pretended to pick her up, but Xu Nanyin held him down and leaned into his arms with a smile, "Actually, I'm not in a bad mood, I'm just... a little worried."

I couldn't figure out what Pei Zhuo was planning, so I was worried.

Pei Jingmo tutted his words, "What are you thinking about again? Madam Pei, can you please learn from other wives and spend more of your husband's money on shopping, worry-free, and enjoy a luxurious life of fine clothes and delicious food?"

Her hand gently stroked the ends of his hair at the back of his neck, and Xu Nanyin's eyes were soft and rippled like waves: "You work so hard, I can't bear to leave you."

The man's dark, beautiful eyes were covered with a thin smile. He pinched her face and said, "Good wife."

"So you want to live a happier life and make my hard work more worthwhile, how about that?"

Xu Nanyin hugged his neck with both hands, and the corners of her lips kept curling up.

How come he always manages to make people happy with just a few words?

"Try my tomato and pork rib soup."

"My wife feeds me better."

The prince leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his arms folded, looking arrogant as if waiting to be served. Xu Nanyin glanced at him with a smile and naturally picked up the bowl of soup.

Pei Jingmo drank his soup, tapping the armrest of the chair with his index finger intermittently. His bright and pretty face showed a hint of serious thought.

She knew he was probably thinking about something, so she didn't disturb him.

Suddenly, he pushed away the white porcelain spoon that was about to reach her mouth and said, "That's enough. Go back to your room and rest. I'll continue drafting the negotiation agreement."

Xu Nanyin stood up and saw him sitting up straight, typing quickly on the keyboard.

Any agreement that requires him to draft it personally is either very important or urgent.

After thinking about it, Xu Nanyin sat back in his arms and turned to look at him: "You talk, and I'll type." This would make it less difficult for him.

She typed fast enough to keep up with Pei Jingmo's speaking speed, and the two of them worked together very well.

However, after a while, his lips got closer and closer to her ear, and his low, charming voice became hazy and changed in tone.

Her heart beat uncontrollably and she typed several wrong words.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself, you go back and rest." Pei Jingmo said slowly.

Xu Nanyin turned to look at him, "Why... don't you want to continue?"

Pei Jingmo's faint and indifferent eyes enveloped her. He suddenly grasped her waist, turned her around and made her sit astride his arms. His strong arms locked her slender back and pressed her against him.

He put his thin lips next to her ear and chuckled, "Don't you understand why?"

After he pushed her against the edge of the table and flirted with her to her heart's content, Xu Nanyin walked out with her lunch box in her hand, her cheeks flushed.

"By the way, there is still no news about Wang Qian? Isn't she the eldest daughter of the Wang family? No one in the Wang family is looking for her?" Xu Nanyin thought of this question.

Pei Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "I was just thinking of asking you to meet Wang Qian's family tomorrow."

Tomorrow, there will be a private dinner for the D family at the Rose Manor outside the city. Many celebrities will be present, and the Wang family will also be there.

Xu Nanyin understood what he meant: "Then I'll find out what Wang Qian's family has to say."