Noble Wife Wants No Love

Xu Xinyi, who was dubbed the "stand in lover of the overbearing president" for no reason, did not know that she was so pathetic in the eyes of others.

Similarly, for no reason, he was dubbed "the double lover of the overbearing president." Yi Yang, the chief executive of the slag man bully, did not know that he was so scum in the eyes of others for the time being.

He was busy with his work and didn't have lunch until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Lonely president, lunch is always eaten alone.

"Zhao Bin, this is the Bento your girlfriend made for you? Does it look good?"

"When did you get married and have known each other for several years? Didn't you have a girlfriend when I entered the company last year?" the voice was half joking. "Hey, I don't have a chance. I blame myself for not holding it."

"Zhao Bin, is your girlfriend beautiful? When are you going to get married?"

"Let's talk about it in two years. We're still young and in no hurry."

"Hey, you say, is president Yi married? I read the online gossip that President Yi is secretly married. Zhao Bin, you spend the longest and most time with President Yi. Do you know?"

Zhao Bin smiled bitterly, "don't tease me. Even if I know, I dare not say."

"Tell me, we won't tell."

"Just say it, or... You can hint."

"Cough..." someone coughed and said in a low voice: "stop it. President Yi is outside."

Several people in the tea room were startled. They didn't dare to talk again. Those who made coffee made coffee and hot Bento all bowed their heads and busied themselves with their own affairs.

Mr. Yi, who heard half of the sudden silence, said that Zhao Bin, as an assistant, was too conscientious. His mouth was very tight. He entertained the atmosphere among his colleagues. Some gossip can be said that he was not a stingy person.

Back to the office, President Yi pushed several messages about Xu Xinyi on his mobile phone after finishing his work.

Said that Xu Xinyi's recent rising tide and great momentum, took advantage of the situation to sign several potential small fresh meat and young actors, thought of the naked male star who photographed Xu Xinyi that night, thought about it, called the company insider and called Zhao Bin in.

I have time to look at him.

Yi Yang's serious state made Zhao Bin uneasy.

According to his experience, it must be a big deal for Yi Yang to keep such a face.

Is it the words just said in the tea room that Mr. Yi heard and settled accounts after autumn?

Zhao Bin looked at Yi Yang nervously. "President Yi, are you looking for me?"

"Well," Yi Yang looked at him calmly. He had the same expression when he thought about major events. During Zhao Bin's ideological preparation, he slowly asked, "do you have a girlfriend?"

Zhao Bin's hanging heart is like a volcanic car. He throws it up heavily, but it falls down lightly. The contrast is too large, which is quite unbelievable.

He was stunned at this private topic.

Unable to figure out the boss's intention, I had to tell the truth.

"... yes."

"Your girlfriend makes you a bento every day?"

"Yes."

Yi Yang doesn't quite understand, "isn't the food in the company canteen delicious? I remember the company canteen is free."

"The company canteen is very good, but my girlfriend will cook more every night. If there is a little left, she will bring me the company to eat."

"Your girlfriend cooks for you every day?"

"Yes, her company is close, she gets off work early, and it's too expensive to eat outside, so she does it every day."

Yi Yang nodded.

"President Yi, does Mrs. Yi cook for you?"

"... do it when she has time."

Zhao Bin smiles.

Yi Yang then continued to ask, "what else does she do besides cooking with you every night?"

"... Mr. Yi, this..." Zhao Bin dare not say that this is my private affair and has nothing to do with you, but people want to eat properly. In front of their immediate boss, they have to say everything, "if you don't do anything, she will watch the play and I will read the book."

"What about the weekend?"

"On weekends... Occasionally go to the movies for dinner, she goes shopping with me, or cook a meal together."

"Watching movies, shopping and cooking?"

"These can promote the relationship between men and women."

Yi Yang nodded thoughtfully.

"How long have you been together?"

"Almost two years."

"Two years?" this time is similar to the time when he married Xu Xinyi. "Did you chase her or did she chase you?"

This is a posture of asking your private affairs to the end. Zhao Bin said with a smile, "I chased her."

"How long have you been chasing?"

"One month. What's the matter, President Yi?"

Yi Yang tried to stop talking, showing a smile of his boss caring for his subordinates, "care about it."

Zhao Bin smiled awkwardly, "thank you for your concern."

"It's been a month. It's very powerful." Yi cleared his throat and leaned back in his office chair. "You chase your girlfriend... That process... I mean... What women like... How to do..."

Yi Yang was silent. "I mean, how did you do it so quickly?"

"In fact, it's not difficult. My girlfriend just told me recently that she actually liked me when I chased her, so she promised soon after I chased her."

"I like you. Have you been chasing for a month?"

"Women are like this, duplicity. In fact, when I first started chasing her, I also felt that she liked me, but she didn't admit it. Now after being together, she admitted that she wanted to test me more."

Yi Yang continued to ask, "do you feel it? How can you know whether a person likes himself or not?"

Zhao Bin understood. The boss learned how to chase girls by asking his own feelings.

However, isn't the relationship between Yi and Mrs. Yi very good?

Have you broken up recently?

He dared not give blind advice. After thinking carefully with his mind that he could be an assistant to the president, he cautiously replied, "you can ask her directly. A girl has a thin skin and can't stand asking. She will blush when she likes you."

Ask directly? What else can that lead to?

Yi Yang can almost imagine Xu Xinyi looking at himself affectionately and saying, 'husband, of course I love you'.

Don't mention blushing. Xu Xinyi can be as red as the tip of his ears and as red as his fingernails.

"Nothing else?"

"There is another kind. If the girl really likes you, even if she covers her mouth, she can see it from her eyes. For example, when she sees you with other women, she will unconsciously lose her temper and be jealous."

Yi Yang nodded and looked at the flowers in the fog as if he understood something.

"OK, I see. You've worked hard recently. Go to the finance department and get a 50% salary increase."

"Thank you, President Yi!"

――――

After work at night, Yi Yang returned very early and didn't come to Yi's house for dinner.

"Yi Yang is back? Recently, Aunt Chen has something temporary at home. I gave her a few days off. We went out to eat in the evening. The new chef will arrive tomorrow."

The Yi family usually pays attention to the food. For so many years, Aunt Chen is responsible for the food alone. As for cooking food for the security guards of the Yi family, it is not within the scope of Aunt Chen's responsibility.

Xu Xinyi came down from upstairs. "Grandpa, mom, is Yi Yang back? I've changed my clothes. Let's go."

Yi Yang remembered what Zhao Bin said today, and when he divorced Xu Xinyi, Xu Xinyi made him a table full of seafood.

Although he didn't eat the food at that table, it looked very good from a distance, with complete color, smell and taste.

Xu Xinyi's craft should be good.

"Don't bother. I'll cook a meal in Xinyi tonight. I'll help."

Xu Xinyi was stunned. He didn't hear what Yi Yang said. For a time, he thought his ears were ringing, "what?"

Yi Yang took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. "I remember you can cook and do quite well. It's better to take advantage of this opportunity tonight to show your grandpa and mom."

"Really?" Mr. Yi asked in surprise, "can Xinyi cook?"

Xu Xinyi: "I..."

Yi Yang shouted, "yes, I've made a seafood dinner for me before."

"Seafood dinner?" Mrs. Yi was also interested. "Xinyi, I didn't know you could cook so well if you didn't tell me. Just show your hand tonight? Let mom try your craft."

Xu Xinyi stopped talking.

- "when did I cook a seafood dinner? Nothing is easy to Yang. What did he do to me?"

"I'll see what's in the kitchen." Yi Yang turned to the kitchen.

"That's hard for you, Xinyi."

Mr. Yi sighed and sat down comfortably. "Just right, I don't want to move an old bone. It's troublesome to go out for dinner."

"... but I didn't cook very well."

Mr. Yi and Mrs. Yi smiled awkwardly, "well, that... It doesn't matter. Let's go out and eat the same."

Hsu Hsin Yi has quite a distrust of "you know how to cook, but you don't want to cook for me.".

Although she hasn't touched kitchen utensils for a long time, she hasn't done it.

Should cooking be ok?

"Grandpa, sit down and I'll do it." she chased to the kitchen and asked Yi Yang, "can you cook?"

Yi Yang doesn't come to the kitchen. How can he cook?

But I haven't eaten pork and I've seen pigs run.

Recalling the cooking story he occasionally saw on TV and the eggs cooked abroad, he thought about it and replied, "I think so."

Xu Xinyi automatically ignored the word "should".

"OK, look what's in the fridge."

Yi Yang took out all the dishes in the refrigerator.

Beef and shrimp are obviously bought today. Aunt Chen hasn't had time to cook, the whole chicken hasn't been chopped, and all kinds of mushrooms that Xu Xinyi and Yi Yang don't know, as well as all kinds of other meat and fish.

"What are you doing with all the dishes?"

Yi Yang said bluntly, "the food in the canteen is not delicious. Take it from home to the company tomorrow."

"……"

"What to do first?"

Xu Xinyi looked at the pile of food in front of her and analyzed it with reason. "Aunt Chen should want to make soup."

Yi Yang consciously went to wash chicken and various mushrooms.

When the young master was cooking for the first time, he grabbed the chicken's two claws and rushed the chicken. The mushroom washed the soil at the root.

"And then?"

Xu Xinyi took advantage of Yi Yang's time to wash vegetables, opened his mobile phone, Baidu's practice of chicken soup, found the pot for soup, and commanded Yi Yang to "put it in."

"Put it all in?"

Xu Xinyi nodded.

Yi Yang stuffed the chicken and mushrooms into the pot.

One dares to command and the other dares to listen to command.

"Water?"

"Let it go."

"How much?"

Xu Xinyi looked at his cell phone and said, "... Never had a chicken body."

"Seasoning?"

"No, wait until you're ready."

"OK."

Turn on the soup key.

Xu Xinyi and Yi Yang are a little tricky looking at beef and shrimp.

"Steamed shrimp or stir fried shrimp?"

"Steam it." easy.

"Where's the beef?"

"Stir fry."

"OK... How do you cut the beef?"

"I'll come!" Xu Xinyi grabbed the knife and cut twice. "... you'd better come."

……

"How much oil?"

Yi Yang asked, "don't you know how much oil you put?"

……

"Pour the oil quickly! The pot is red!"

Zilla --

"Hiss" -- Xu Xinyi hid behind Yi Yang.

……

"It seems that we need to pour some cooking wine to remove the fishiness."

Wow --

"What are you doing!!! Pour so much that the pot is on fire!!! Put out the fire quickly!"

"I'm cooking. Don't make noise! No, you can do it yourself!" Xu Xinyi handed the spatula to him.

"... you do."

Mr. and Mrs. Yi went to the restaurant with a smile, listened to the news from the kitchen, looked at their backs leaning against each other to cook, smiled without saying a word, and left without interruption.

"How much salt?"

"How much salt do you put? You're cooking."

Xu Xinyi tried to put a little, "should that be enough?"

An hour later, the two men looked at the pile of battered beef, salty to bitter chicken soup, steamed shrimp and fried black vegetables in front of them and kept silent.

Yi Yang: "... Don't you know how to cook?"

"Didn't you say you could cook?"

"Haven't you cooked me a seafood dinner before?"

Xu Xinyi didn't mean to say that it was his own takeout.

The two people who had been busy in the kitchen for an hour opened the takeout software.

Xu Xinyi lowered his voice, "there is no takeout nearby. Do you know the takeout phone?"

"These are generally managed by Aunt Chen. How can I know."

"What now?"

Yi Yang is silent.

"It's all your fault! Isn't it good to go out to eat? You have to make it yourself!"

In the restaurant, Mrs. Yi heard a voice asking, "Xinyi, is the meal ready?"

Xinyi said in a loud voice, "Mom, come on... It's almost ready."

Mrs. Yi smiled and said, "OK, don't worry. Take your time."

Yi Yang lowered his voice. "It's really not good. Go out and eat."

Xu Xinyi nodded, "OK, go out to eat."

They came to the living room.

"Grandpa, mom, let's go out to eat."

The two people waiting for dinner looked at Yi Yang suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

Xu Xinyi said with a guilty smile, "I didn't play well."

"It's all right. This is the first time you've done it. Even if you don't do it well, let me try it with your mother."

"No, it tastes bad!"

Xu Xinyi said that the old man and Mrs. Yi were more interested.

"It's hard or not. You have to eat it before you know. It doesn't matter. It's the first time. Come on, let me see what I've made."

They said and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen floor is full of water stains, the stove is full of oil stains, and the dishes are dark... Vegetables, shrimp and chicken soup.

Mrs. Yi hardened her head and boasted, "this shrimp feels good. I'll eat it."

She picked a shrimp to taste.

Just peeled off.

"Magnolia, you shrimp, didn't you remove the shrimp line?"

"... I forgot."

Mr. Yi rounded up the game. "It's all right. I'll try this chicken soup. It looks good."

"Grandpa..."

Mr. Yi scooped a spoonful, and his face was not quite right as soon as he entered the mouth.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Mr. Yi swallowed hard and waved his hand. "It's all right, it's all right, it's OK, it's very good, let's next time..." choked for a moment.

This cooking really dare not have a next time.

He whispered in Mrs. Yi's ear, "well... Get me two pills to lower blood pressure."

Mrs. Yi nodded and helped Mr. Yi out. "Xinyi, you and change clothes. Let's go out to eat."

Xu Xinyi hurriedly helped Mr. Yi out of the kitchen.

Yi Yang looked at the mess in the kitchen and looked unhappy.

There was no tenderness in the imagination, only chicken flying and dog jumping almost burned the kitchen.

He recalled what Zhao Bin said. Can cooking promote feelings?

Cook more meals and he wants a divorce.