Become a rival virtual lover

Knowing that Qin Yan was only half an hour away, Fu Yueting sped up his movements a little.

He took half a step back.

The servant stepped forward proficiently, took away the failed works of who knows how many pots, and put them under the faucet to wash.

A new set of ingredients has been prepared on the chopping board.

Fu Yueting picked up the kitchen knife and continued to cut vegetables, re-making this dish that he had practiced all afternoon.

According to his original plan, for today's dinner, the dishes on the table should gradually be filled with his dishes.Qin Yan's taste is on the spicy side, so he made a few spicy dishes and mixed them with ordinary dishes to make it appear less deliberate.

However, it turned out that cooking was far from as simple as he thought. After one afternoon, he didn't even finish the first boiled pork slices.

Time was running out, and he had no choice but to turn his face to look at the chef who had been standing behind him and dared not speak.

"Is there anything wrong with what I just did?"

The chef humbled himself and bent over his salary: "You are doing everything right, mainly because of this recipe. I think it may be illogical."

Fu Yueting frowned: "Why didn't you say it just now?"

chef:"……"

He swallowed bitterness and tears by himself, "Well, why don't I help you—"

Before he started, he heard Fu Yueting say again: "I don't allow anyone to intervene in this dish."

The chef shook his hands and quickly retreated to take charge of the language guidance.

Fu Yueting's eyes fell on the cutting board again, following the chef's steps to process the ingredients step by step, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was serious.No matter how important a meeting is, it is not as focused as he is at the moment.

Because of repeated failures, the kitchen gradually filled with a choking smell of spicy and spicy.

The rest of the people were a little farther away, and they could be relieved. Fu Yueting stood in the cloud of smoke, turning his face and coughing from time to time, but this small twists and turns did not affect him at all, only the little time left made him slightly anxious .

When the boiled pork slices finally came out of the pan, he raised his wrist to look at his watch.

It's only been 10 minutes, it's still too late.

Fu Yueting took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to the chef: "How about a taste."

The chef quickly took it with both hands, and stretched out his thumb as soon as the meat slices were in his mouth: "It's delicious!"

Fu Yueting also took a sip.

Not satisfactory.

With the experience just now, he felt that he could do better.

Fu Yueting glanced at the time again, and said to the people beside him, "Keep warm first, and I'll do it again."

The chef hurried to fetch the ingredients.

Fu Yueting had already memorized the steps just now. He swung the chef back, cut the onion, ginger and garlic, and took out the pork from the bowl beside the table. He just pressed the chopping board and cut twice. His eyes, stimulated by the spicy taste, blinked subconsciously. With a slip of his hand, the extremely sharp blade slid across his index finger, leaving a long and thin wound immediately.

Blood immediately poured out.

Fu Yueting just moved his left hand away to prevent the blood from dripping on the ingredients.

The chef was taken aback, and quickly turned on the tap to ask Fu Yueting to put his fingers under the water to rinse.

Everyone was in a hurry again.

The blood didn't stop, Fu Yueting looked at his watch with a frown, put on two band-aids at random, and walked back to the table to continue his cooking business.

The chef and the garrison staff looked at each other, feeling uneasy.

Fu Yueting's knife had just cut peppers and hadn't washed it at all. Now that it's cut into meat, the taste is very sour. Although this matter has nothing to do with them, if the boss blames it, how can there be any reason?

However, after worrying for a few minutes, they found that Fu Yueting's attention was still on the dishes, and he didn't pay attention to what happened just now, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

When the new dish came out, they quickly picked up the chopsticks, ready to spare no effort to flatter the boss through this dish.

As a result, Fu Yueting didn't give them this chance.

Looking at the bowl of boiled pork slices on the table, Fu Yueting thought of Qin Yan's reaction when he ate it, a faint smile appeared on his lips, which was fleeting, and then he said to the people around him: "Change this bowl for dinner. "

"Okay, sir."

Only then did Fu Yueting finally feel the burning pain from his index finger.

But before he cared about these things, he raised his brows slightly, skipped over the wound, took off his apron with one hand, left the kitchen with strides, and went back to the bedroom to get rid of the smoke all over his body.

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Fu Yueting came out of the bathroom, hurriedly changed his clothes and went downstairs, Qin Yan happened to enter the door.

He was stopped by Han Feng in the living room.

Han Feng set up three suitcases beside the sofa, and walked over when he saw Qin Yan.Jian Xue followed behind him.

Han Feng said: "I don't know how long I'm going to live here, so I sorted out a few sets for you all, it's enough to change."

Qin Yan is also planning to discuss this matter with Fu Yueting tonight.

He told Song Jingming that he hadn't decided yet, just because if he didn't say that, Song Jingming would never shut up. In fact, he had already decided to buy the villa that Fu Yueting mentioned as early as yesterday.

Fu Yueting's words like that didn't give him much choice.

Furthermore, such a good opportunity, even if it is a good relationship with Fu Yueting, is also beneficial to him, and he has no reason to let it go.

But these, he didn't need to tell Han Feng, so he just asked: "Which box is mine?"

"This one." Han Feng pointed to the black suitcase on the outside, and after he remembered something, he turned around and picked up a handbag from the sofa, rummaged through it, and found two apparently well-preserved ones. The red suede jewelry box said to Qin Yan, "And this, it's been here for so long, I almost forgot such an important thing!"

Before Qin Yan could speak, he opened one of them first.

Seeing the things inside, Qin Yan was a little emotional.

It turned out to be it.

There is a brooch in the box, made of platinum, inlaid with broken diamonds of unknown authenticity, the workmanship is very exquisite.

This was obtained by Qin Yan by accident.

Long before Han Feng moved with all the adopted children, they used to live near a mountain, and it took half an hour to get there by foot. Before Han Feng was adopted, he used to go there often. One day, by chance, he met a man on the mountain. A girl who should be the same age as him. The girl is very mysterious. When she meets her, her face is always covered with mud. Because she was so hungry, she probably preferred to hide all the time.

But the mysterious girl was only on the mountain for a few days.

Qin Yan only found out when she woke up the next morning that there was a sudden heavy rain last night. When he went up the mountain to look for someone, the girl had disappeared, leaving only this brooch and the other His ring.

Combined with what Han Feng said about the siren sound at night, Qin Yan guessed that the girl might have lost her way to the mountain, and happened to be found by the police that night. Unfortunately, Han Feng moved soon after, and he had no chance to confirm with her.

At that time, he handed over the brooch to Han Feng for safekeeping, together with the ring.

Han Feng opened the jewelry box and saw the brooch, closed it again, and opened the other one, which was indeed his ring.

It was an ordinary white gold ring with no diamonds and only simple textures on it. Compared with normal women's rings, the size was actually a bit large.

Han Feng caressed the arc of the ring: "It's time for you to take it away too."

During the few days when I was with my mysterious friend on the mountain, Qin Yan accidentally lost the ring. Fortunately, it happened to be picked up by a girl so that it would not really be lost. Worried that things would happen again, Qin Yan gave these two things to Han Feng for safekeeping .

Now that Qin Yan was old, Han Feng decided to return the things to him, which also had another meaning.

That is, eternal and unchanging, urging marriage.

Han Feng earnestly said: "You are old enough, it's time to use it."

When Fu Yueting approached, he happened to see the ring in the jewelry box. Hearing what Han Feng said, he couldn't help but ask, "This is it?"

Han Feng didn't hide anything from him: "This is the only relic left to him by Qin Yan's mother."

Fu Yueting was startled.

He looked at the ring carefully again, his eyes gradually darkened, and then looked at Qin Yan again, but he didn't speak.

Neither Qin Yan nor Han Feng noticed his expression.

Han Feng closed the jewelry boxes and stuffed them directly into Qin Yan's arms: "Return to the original owner."

Hearing his voice again, Fu Yueting came back to his senses, and said to the servant beside him, "Ask someone to help take the luggage upstairs."

"Ok."

Han Feng hurriedly said: "No, no, we will move up by ourselves in a while!"

Fu Yueting took his eyes away from the jewelry box in Qin Yan's hand again, and said: "It's okay, let them go to work."

Han Feng had been busy for a long time, didn't eat much at noon, and was indeed a little hungry, but it was never his character to bother others.

While hesitating, the servant brought two men over.

With one hand in each hand, the two easily picked up the suitcase that Han Feng dragged over, leaving one hand free.

Seeing this, Han Feng's polite words were counted, and all of them were stuck in his throat.

Jian Xue also said: "Dad, how about... let them help move it up..."

Han Feng nodded silently.

Fu Yueting nodded to several people.

The servant led the two of them upstairs.

By the way, Qin Yan asked her to help bring the two jewelry boxes up together.

After they left, Fu Yueting raised his hand and falsely said: "Let's go to dinner."

Just as Qin Yan was about to move forward, he saw the Band-Aid on his hand from the corner of his eye, frowned and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Fu Yueting paused slightly, subconsciously clenched his fist to hide the wound, then retracted his arm and put it behind his back: "It's nothing."

He didn't want Qin Yan to know about such a shameful thing like cooking.

The nick between Qin Yan's eyebrows was still there, but Fu Yueting didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more.

Not long after, the four of them walked back and forth to the dining room, and the butler told the kitchen to serve the food.

The highlight is the last dish, boiled pork slices.

The divided porcelain bowls were delivered to the four people respectively. The housekeeper opened the porcelain lids, and a burst of steaming heat burst out of the bowls. The spicy smell drifted out with the heat, and rushed to the nose. Touch the taste buds.

Han Feng and Jian Xue were already hungry, but when they saw the numb and spicy meat slices, they couldn't help swallowing.

Jian Xue blurted out: "It smells so good!"

Fu Yueting only looked at Qin Yan, with imperceptible tension hidden in his eyes.

Qin Yan also lowered his head slightly and smelled it. Hearing Jian Xue's words, he smiled and said, "It's really fragrant."

The corner of Fu Yueting's mouth curled up, and he glanced at the butler standing aside.

The butler understood and helped the boss pretend: "This dish is made by the master."

Qin Yan was surprised: "Boss Fu did it?"

Seeing him looking over, Fu Yueting immediately suppressed the smile on his lips, so as not to show his feet, he said in a deep voice, "That's right."

Qin Yan frowned: "The injury on your hand is because of this?"

Fu Yueting: "..."

"It was just an accident," he said dryly.

Qin Yan was about to ask him if he was seriously injured.

The supporter Wang Hanfeng has already said: "I didn't expect Yue Ting to be so handsome, he can cook and cook so well. If anyone marries you in the future, he will be very happy!"

Hearing this, Fu Yueting's lips almost couldn't help curling up, and he coughed before saying, "Cooking is my hobby."

housekeeper:"……"

This is bragging to force the boss...

You just entered the kitchen for the first time this afternoon...

But what can he say when the boss speaks, he can only back away silently, since it cannot be revealed, just pretend nothing happened.

Fu Yueting took advantage of the situation and turned to Qin Yan again, as if casually mentioning: "What about Mr. Qin, what do you usually like to do?"

Sure enough, Qin Yan didn't notice anything wrong, and replied after hearing the words: "I don't have any hobbies, and occasionally I go to watch a drama."

Fu Yueting's heart moved slightly: "It's such a coincidence, I also like watching dramas."

He was still thinking about how to make an appointment to see the performance without arousing Qin Yan's suspicion.

"Since it's such a coincidence, why don't you watch it together." The cheerleader Hanfeng said again, but for the eternal purpose, "Young people, don't stay at home all the time, especially Qin Yan, don't go out often. How do you know people?"

Before Qin Yan could speak, Han Feng said, "Go and see!"

Jian Xue raised her hand: "I want to see it too!"

"You can't go!"

"Ah?" Jian Xue looked at Fu Yueting, "Why?"

Fu Yueting's back was slightly stiff.

What he just said was faster than his thoughts, and he didn't even think about why.

Fortunately, Qin Yan interjected: "Have you forgotten your current situation. If you want to go out, wait until the matter subsides."

Only then did Jian Xue remember why she lived in Fu Yueting's house, and her good mood instantly collapsed: "Okay..."

Fu Yueting also breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Feng asked Fu Yueting: "When is the latest ticket?"

Fu Yueting looked at Qin Yan.

Facing Han Feng.

Qin Yan always has nothing to say.

He also looked at Fu Yueting, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Is Mr. Fu free this weekend?"

Fu Yueting looked tense: "I'm free."

After finishing the words, he raised his hand to take the water glass and put it to his lips, using the movement of drinking water to cover up the uncontrollable smile on his lips.