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In the early morning, the sun came as scheduled.

In the mountain view restaurant on the second floor of the mansion, Zhang Xiaojian was staring at the plates on the table in front of him in a daze.

On the white dinner plate, a palm-sized rib with bone and meat was deep-fried, and it was exuding a slight fragrance around the tip of the nose.

This is... what Lao Ye cut at three o'clock in the morning.

According to him, it was because it was remembered in the middle of the night that the ingredients that should have been taken home yesterday were left out, so I went to the car to get them.

After taking it back, he started cutting, washing, and shaving off the fascia because the fresh ribs were a little too big to put in the refrigerator.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaojian heard the sound while going to the toilet and saw a terrible scene, so that he has a migraine now that he didn't sleep well all night...

But it must be admitted that the ribs are really delicious...

Lao Ye didn't use Western-style methods and added any sauces. It was simply fed and cooked thoroughly. Because the ingredients were fresh, the original meat flavor was more delicious than any spice.

The taste is also very good. Zhang Xiaojian ate a whole piece in one go between chewy and weak. After the taste buds are satisfied, the picture in his mind that has not been shaken all night gradually becomes blurred.

Now, with a simple smile, Lao Ye looked at his daughter kindly, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Ye Mozhu smiled sweetly at the old man: "It's very delicious."

Zhang Xiaojian's little chicken nodded like eating rice, and Lao Ye looked at him with a little contempt: "A big man is so courageous, how can I protect Mo Zhu in the future?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "..."

Who can stand you standing in the dark with a bloody face carrying a kitchen knife in the middle of the night, Zhang Xiaojian rolled his eyes: "Who told you not to turn on the lights in the middle of the night!"

Lao Ye: "That's not about power saving! Besides, there are big French windows everywhere in this house, and the moonlight is very bright!"

Zhang Xiaojian gnawed all the meat on one rib, put it down and took out a paper towel and wiped his hands: "Okay, but the meat cutting in the middle of the night is still scary."

Old Ye frowned: "As a chef..."

Zhang Xiaojian snapped back: "This is very reasonable."

Ye Mozhu looked at the two people who sang and said with a smile: "Why do you think you are in good agreement sometimes?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "After all, it's a family!"

Old Ye tilted his head and said stubbornly: "Whether you can become a family depends on your future performance."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his brows: "Father-in-law, I think your vegetable cart does not match your elegant and easygoing temperament. Why don't you choose one in the garage?"

Old Ye: "Don't want to bribe me!"

Ten minutes later...

Looking at the luxury car in the garage, Lao Ye's small eyes lit up.

No man can refuse either the mighty and domineering off-road, or the smooth-line sports car, neither can the old Ye.

Especially when Zhang Xiaojian pressed the remote control, Ye Mozhu looked at his old father and sighed. The man...sure enough, he has no resistance to luxury cars and mechanical beauty...

It’s just that Lao Ye is thinking about a question now, is it a bit...

Zhang Xiaojian seemed to see his concerns, and smiled: "Father-in-law, for our family, perhaps low-key is the biggest pretense. We should eat and spend. After all, we have this strength and strength does not allow us to low-key."

Old Ye thought...it makes sense, but still: "Don't want to bribe me!"

...

With Lao Ye, a top chef, naturally, Ye Mozhu would not be allowed to enter the kitchen again.

Zhang Xiaojian didn’t know that Lao Ye was staying here for a few days in order to inspect him again from all aspects. He just watched Lao Ye busy in the kitchen, and was happy to enjoy the sun and brush up the micro Bo.

A swipe... swept out of a stomach.

It has not been more than twenty-four hours before Zhang Xiaojian and Chen Ning clarified that more than 20 hot search entries on Weibo are related to him.

Among them, Ye Mozhu's hot searches remain high. Not only did Ye Mozhu's Weibo be picked up, many shit didn't know the so-called alumni, and he began to fabricate the love story of Zhang and Mozhu.

Although the clarification has worked, the voices of doubt are still lingering. Many old yin and yang people babble with cynicism. It seems that they are the most knowledgeable and wise people in the world.

But Zhang Xiaojian is not angry about this, but seeing that there is not even a Qiandu entry in the hot search, the side shows... Qiandu won.

In fact, they had already won when they made the move.

It doesn't matter if Zhang Xiaojian and Chen Ning are really a couple.

With the traffic of the two of them and the top reputation, once they are released, they will inevitably bring up countless topics and completely shift the focus of public opinion.

Every netizen who eats melon will have no more than three days of memory.

Once the focus shifted, they were still scolding thousands of degrees yesterday, and now they went to Zhang Xiaojian, Chen Ning, or Ye Mozhu's Weibo to leave their footprints.

Who cares about thousand degrees?

Of course the melon is fresh and delicious.

Zhang Xiaojian understood that he was completely overturned this time, and then thought that his father-in-law Ye Da rushed to Ning Yuan in the middle of the night. He almost did not scare him to death in the middle of the night yesterday, and his resentment grew stronger.

So when Lao Yezheng was performing a cooking show, he leaned on the sofa and looked at the ceiling chandelier for fifteen minutes.

Ye Mozhu took a pot of shrimp chips that he seldom ate when he was a child and walked over, took a slice and gave it to Zhang Xiaojian: "What do you think?"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said, "Did you watch Weibo?"

"Look at it."

"For fame, how does Miss Mo Zhu feel."

Ye Mozhu helplessly said: "How can I feel, I can only sigh that I also want to keep a low profile, but...beauty is not allowed."

Seeing her mischievous appearance, Zhang Xiaojian thought... But Lao Ye is here, so forget it, his knife skills are not a joke...

Ye Mozhu said again: "You haven't said yet, what do you think, I think you were in a daze for a long time."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said, "You will know what I'm thinking at the day after tomorrow at the latest. Also, your task now is to coax my father-in-law, if he doesn't let you marry me, then you will die or live. What can I do?"

Ye Mozhu pinched Zhang Xiaojian's face: "It's you who is going to die, right? After all, you have been addicted to my beauty and can't help yourself."

Zhang Xiaojian only hated...Lao Ye was at home.

At this time, there was a "cough" from the kitchen. Obviously Lao Ye couldn't bear the close demeanor between her girl and Zhang Xiaojian. It is estimated that if he heard Ye Mozhu, Qi Qiao could make smoke without using a gas stove. The fire inside can be used for cooking.

Hearing this sound, Ye Mozhu smiled, and rushed into the kitchen to comfort the injured heart of the old man who might feel out of favor.

Zhang Xiaojian picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Yan Ci-what you asked you to prepare yesterday.

Yan Ci responded quickly-the boss is still preparing.

Zhang Xiaojian-I'll add a few more, as fast as possible.

Due to the trouble of typing, he picked up the phone and whispered three 24-second voices.

After listening to Yan Ci carefully——Σ(°△°, the boss is ruthless!

Zhang Xiaojian——<(ˇ), go!