Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
At nine oâclock at night.
Gong Mingye stepped into the living room.
Tang De hurriedly went up and took the coat and black leather gloves. He was so happy that even his wrinkles were stretched out, âSecond Young Master, Second Young Lady is preparing dinner for you.â
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows.
This woman still has a conscience.
Just then, Gu Wanâan walked out with the dumpling filling in her hands. When she saw Gong Mingye, she smiled. âYouâre back.â
âYes.â
Gong Mingye looked at her deeply and nodded.
âJust in time. Make dumplings with me.â Gu Wanâan placed the stuffing and dumpling skin on the table and blinked.
Making dumplings?
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows without saying anything.
Gu Wnaâan rolled her eyes, âPfft, Gong Mingye, donât tell me you donât know how to do it?â
Only silence answered.
Gu Wanâan smiled, âYou donât even know how to make dumplings. Your life is too miserableâ¦â
âMiserable?â Gong Mingye pursed his lips and asked calmly, âIs my life very miserable?â
The smile on Gu Wanâanâs face froze and she said with a bitter face, âItâs not miserable at all. Iâm the miserable one.â
Simply too miserable.
Then, she changed the topic. âMake dumplings with me. Iâll teach you.â
âYes.â The corners of Gong Mingyeâs lips curled up slightly, seemingly in a good mood.
âFirst, pick up a dumpling skin and wrap the meat stuffing inside. Fold the dumpling skin in half and pinch it in the middleâ¦â
Gong Mingye stared at the focused woman with a gentle gaze.
She placed the dumplings aside and said, âItâs very simple. Try it.â
Raising his eyebrows, Gong Ming picked up the dumpling skin and wrapped one according to the method she taught him.
After hesitating for a moment, Gu Wanâan looked at him with a complicated gaze and smiled. âHehe, the wrapping is quite creative and special.â
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows at the compliment.
He rolled up the cuffs of his shirt with his slender and elegant fingers and eagerly picked up another one.
Gu Wanâan frowned and hesitated.
In the end, she sighed silently in her heart.
Forget it, it was better not to deal a blow to CEO Gongâs enthusiasm.
After ten dumpling skins were scrapped, Gu Wanâan finally couldnât take it anymore.
She looked up at him and pouted. âYouâre indeed a culinary killer. Let me do it. If this continues, there wonât be any dinner left.â
Gong Mingyeâs eyes widened. âShen Ziqing! You are talking nonsense!â
She actually dared to despise his cooking skills!
Gu Wanâan stuck out her tongue and quickly comforted him, âAs the saying goes, when God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you. Although he didnât give you culinary skills, he gave you the talent for business. There are rumors that youâre a genius in the business world. Youâre amazing!â
Instantly, Gong Mingye was soothed. He snorted coldly. âDonât flatter me.â
Gu Wanâans quickly raised a hand and said, âI swear, Iâm not flattering you. Iâm telling the truth from the bottom of my heart!â
Gong Mingye glanced at her indifferently and didnât argue with her. He turned his wheelchair and went upstairs.
Tang De was so happy, his face looked like a flower.
Gu Wanâanâs mouth twitched.ââ¦â
What was there to be happy about?
After cooking the dumplings and adding the sauce, she brought them to the living room. Gong Mingye had just entered the room.
His black suit had been changed into white home clothes.
White trousers, a white cashmere sweater, and soft hair hanging in front of his forehead. Pure and harmless, completely different from his usual cold and serious appearance.
For some reason, he felt like an obedient little lamb.
Gu Wanâan licked her lips. Suddenly, she felt that the man was very attractive..