She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Fu Linxing turned his back to Song Zhisheng and Xiao Zhi, with a smile on his face.

All the envy and jealousy towards Xiao Zhi in her heart disappeared with Song Zhisheng's words of concern.

Fu Linxing moved the arm holding the knife. While processing the ingredients, Song Zhisheng's caring words played in his mind.

Meng Changyao looked a little surprised. She had never seen anyone so easy to please.

Just one sentence and the weather turned from cloudy to sunny.

The feeling of liking someone is really amazing.

After Song Zhisheng finished processing the crayfish, he put down the basin and started to prepare the chicken wings he was going to make later.

She planned to have some cola chicken wings.

After preparing the chicken wings, she heated up the oil in a pan and started cooking.

Xiao Zhi carried several pots of processed dishes and ran to Fu Linxing to start cooking.

Xiao Zhi's cooking skills are quite good. He shows off his skills by flipping the wok from time to time, and looks at Fu Linxing provocatively when Song Zhisheng can't see him.

There were many times when Fu Linxing was provoked by him and wanted to curse.

But thinking of Song Zhisheng behind him, he was afraid that she would have a bad impression of him, so he could only swallow the dirty words in his mouth and glared at Xiao Zhi fiercely.

It's so humiliating.

Fu Linxing clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and tried his best to convince himself.

Calm down, must be calm.

This is my first time cooking in front of Song Zhisheng, and I absolutely cannot let Xiao Zhi disrupt my rhythm and affect my mentality.

Perhaps Song Zhisheng's obviously distant attitude was too much of a shock to Fu Linxing, so a man with such a bad temper actually resisted the urge to beat Xiao Zhi.

Fu Linxing looked at the prepared dishes in front of him and heated the oil in a pan.

The meat filling was put into the pot, making a crackling sound. Fu Linxing took a half step back, tilted his head back slightly, and reached into the pot with a spatula in one hand to stir-fry.

He seemed very careful, as if he was afraid that the oil would splash onto his face and ruin it.

Xiao Zhi served the stir-fried pork, and seeing this, his eyes were full of disdain.

How could Fu Linxing, a novice in cooking, possibly compare to him?

He not only knows how to cook, but also how to wash clothes and clean.

The bonus points mentioned later just haven't found the opportunity to be shown in front of Song Zhisheng.

Fu Linxing is no match for a man like him who is good at making money and taking care of the family.

Fu Linxing felt Xiao Zhi's disgusted and disdainful look, and his heart was burning with anger. He wanted to go on strike right there and quit.

But when he imagined the scene where Song Zhisheng praised him for his cooking skills, he felt that... it was not impossible to continue to persevere.

Fu Linxing ignored Xiao Zhi, the idiot who tried to disturb him, and concentrated on cooking.

It was very difficult to stir-fry a plate of minced meat and eggplant.

Fu Linxing looked down and found that the fried food was actually quite good, which immediately boosted his confidence.

He felt that it wouldn't be long before he could surpass that idiot Xiao Zhi.

Fu Linxing put the minced meat and eggplant aside, lit the fire to heat the oil, and started to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Song Zhisheng served out the fragrant cola chicken wings and turned around to see that Fu Linxing was starting to cook properly.

Her eyes were filled with surprise, and something suddenly occurred to her mind, causing her to feel a little guilty.

Last time, she agreed to teach Fu Linxing how to cook.

But because she discovered Fu Linxing's feelings for her, she had to keep an appropriate distance from him, so she didn't bring it up on her own initiative.

Fu Linxing didn't look for her and was thinking about cooking by himself. He must have noticed her avoidance.

Song Zhisheng pursed her lips, feeling guilty, but she knew she couldn't respond to Fu Linxing.

She looked at it twice, looked away, lowered her eyes and started to cook the next dish.

Meng Changyao looked at the pot and asked them after the soup was ready.

"The soup and rice are ready. Now how many dishes are left?"

As she spoke, she looked towards the three of them.

Fu Linxing hurriedly served the dishes and immediately replied, "I'm ready here!"

It was his first time cooking, and he was very satisfied with the result.

Fu Linxing looked at Xiao Zhi with a hint of pride, and told Xiao Zhi with his eyes that Xiao Zhi's interference just now was useless to him.

But Xiao Zhi didn't care at all. While wiping the chopping board, he replied, "I'm done here too."

Even if Fu Linxing hadn't made a fool of himself, the dishes he cooked would definitely not taste as good as his.

Xiao Zhi has been cooking for so many years and is quite confident in his cooking skills.

The pride in Fu Linxing's eyes disappeared completely when he saw the three delicious dishes on the table in front of Xiao Zhi.

He turned around and saw that Song Zhisheng's third dish was also out of the pot.

Among the three, his dish was indeed the only one that looked inferior.

The smile on Fu Linxing's face disappeared. This time, his dissatisfaction was not directed at anyone else, but at himself.

If he had learned cooking before, he wouldn't be so inferior now.

Song Zhisheng had no idea how the two people behind him were fighting openly and secretly.

She smelled the aroma that filled the kitchen and smiled: "Everyone can eat now."

Ji Ning cleaned up the kitchen waste, washed her hands, and took out bowls to serve everyone.

Meng Changyao brought the cooked soup to the dining table.

Lu Nanchen put away the tablecloth and went to wash his hands.

There was a large table full of delicious food, and Song Zhisheng chose a seat to sit down.

Mo Jinyan just came back at this time.

He saw that everyone had finished their work, sat down and said:

"Sorry, I just had an impromptu meeting. I'll wash the dishes later."

Living in a group, everyone should contribute their own strength.

Mo Jinyan knew that he didn't help much when cooking, so he wanted to make up for it in other ways.

"We'll talk about it later. Let's eat first."

Song Zhisheng smiled and asked everyone to start eating.

Fu Linxing sat to her upper right, his eyes looking at Song Zhisheng with a hint of anticipation.

The two dishes he made were placed in front of Song Zhisheng.

He had never tasted it and didn't know what it tasted like.

Fu Linxing really wanted to know what Song Zhisheng thought of him, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Song Zhisheng.

Song Zhisheng felt a strong presence in his eyes and was silent for a moment.

After all, this was Fu Linxing’s first time cooking, so it was not good to undermine his confidence.

She stretched out her chopsticks, picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and stuffed it into her mouth without any hope.

Song Zhisheng thought that since it was Fu Linxing's first time cooking, he might not be able to control the amount of seasoning, so the dish would be too salty or too bland.

But this dish was surprisingly good.

She raised her eyes and met Fu Linxing's expectant gaze.

“This dish tastes pretty good.”

I didn’t expect that Fu Linxing, a newbie, could learn so quickly.

Fu Linxing's hand, which was tightly gripping the chopsticks, suddenly loosened. He breathed a sigh of relief, and a huge sense of satisfaction spread through his heart.

"Really?"

He smiled unconsciously, and his tone was excited, wanting to hear others' affirmation again.

Song Zhisheng nodded: "It tastes really good."

Everyone knows that Fu Linxing is a novice in the kitchen, and everyone is willing to give him affirmation as long as it is almost done.

Meng Changyao also tasted it and smiled gently:

"delicious."

Fu Linxing was so happy after receiving affirmations one after another that he couldn't stop smiling.