For the first time, Jiang Dihui realized that besides the temperament of a young miss, this prospective employer called Yu Huanling had this advantage that made people look at him in a different light. After dinner, Jiang Dihui, who had just eaten, stroked his stomach and sighed without any gentlemanly demeanor."As expected, you can't judge a book by its cover. I didn't expect the dishes cooked by Eldest Miss to be top-notch.”
He was the first bodyguard who could taste Yu Huanling's craftsmanship.
He didn't expect that these heartfelt words would cause Yu Huanling to be furious.""What do you mean? What do you mean by you can't judge a book by its cover?"
Jiang Dihui, who realized that he had used the wrong words, quickly corrected himself."I mean, I didn't expect your cooking to be so good. I've enjoyed a good meal. Oh, no, two meals.”
This new bodyguard's glib tongue made Yu Huanling so angry that she couldn't find a place to vent her anger. She could only look at this rude man with a sharp gaze, trying to kill him with her gaze.
However, how could this stubborn person be so easy to deal with? He didn't feel uncomfortable being stared at by a beautiful woman. Instead, he sat calmly on the sofa and picked his teeth with a toothpick.
Liu Fushu smiled and cleared the dishes." I don't know how many lifetimes you've accumulated. You've just arrived and you're able to enjoy our Miss 'cooking skills. You're the first bodyguard."”
"Of course. No matter what, I'm still a top-grade special attack king from the Beijing military district.”Jiang Dihui, who didn't care about Yu Huanling's disdainful gaze at all, boasted shamelessly. His skin was so thick that it could be said to be unprecedented.
"Fushu." The furious Yu Huanling slapped away Liu Fushu's hand that was cleaning up the dishes and pointed at Jiang Dihui, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa."You, go clean up the dishes."
"Sorry, I'm a bodyguard, not a nanny.”The man who did not care about his image said lazily.
"You!" Just as Yu Huanling was about to fly into a rage, she suddenly seemed to have thought of something and said,"There are no servants here, so should we take turns cooking?”
"Of course not." "Let's not talk about the fact that the food I make is difficult to swallow. You're a noble person, so you definitely won't eat my food, right?" Jiang Dihui quickly denied.”
"Alright then." Yu Huanling tried her best to suppress the sense of imbalance in her heart."I'll cook, so you should be doing the dishes, right?”
"Absolutely not." The man with a toothpick in his mouth continued to deny.
Yu Huanling was helpless against this man's grassroot aura. She raised her eyebrows and asked,"Why?"
Jiang Dihui stood up from the sofa and looked at Liu Fushu, who was smiling but did not say anything."The three of us are eating, right? Then why am I the one doing the dishes and not her?”
Yu Huanling's lips curled into a strange smile.""Who cooked tonight?"
"You." Jiang Dihui could not deny it this time and answered honestly.
"Then who washed the vegetables tonight?" Yu Huanling continued to guide him patiently.
"Her," Jiang Dihui, who had a quick train of thought, quickly fell into the trap.
"Then who will wash the dishes?" Yu Huanling almost laughed out loud. The three of them worked together. Two of them were responsible for cooking and washing the vegetables, and the last person was responsible for washing the dishes.
Unexpectedly, this shameless bodyguard actually replied,"You. Hehe, you want me to fall into your trap? No way!”
Yu Huanling's expression changed. After failing to negotiate, it turned into coercion and bribery. She pointed at the hippie Jiang Dihui and said word by word,"Tonight, you must wash the dishes!”
"Why?" Jiang Dihui wasn't afraid of Yu Huanling's sudden change in attitude and asked casually. It was obvious that he was not willing to take a step back. What a joke. If those underlings in the army knew that he came here to wash dishes every day, what would happen to his prestige as the big brother?
This bodyguard's unyielding attitude made Yu Huanling finally use her trump card: "If you refuse to wash the dishes, I'll tell Dad that you tried to rape me. When the time comes…Hmph, let's see if my father will still keep you.”
As soon as these words were said, not only did Jiang Dihui, who was sitting on the sofa and didn't take Yu Huanling's threat to heart at all, break out in cold sweat, even Liu Fushu, who was originally hugging and watching a good show, was shocked. Oh my god, a woman in a rage could say anything.
"Wait, you can't say that casually. I'm just a little bodyguard to make a living. Now that this crime has been exposed, how am I going to face people in the future?”Jiang Dihui said in an extremely aggrieved manner, as if he was a resentful woman whose chastity had been taken away by someone. He was just short of snot and tears.
"Then go wash the dishes!" Yu Huanling had her hands on her waist. She was wearing a light red t-shirt and a pair of light pink slippers. She looked like a housewife.
The angry shout was like a lion's roar. Even Liu Fushu, who was sitting in front of the table, trembled and almost dropped the plate in his hand. After a long while, Liu Fushu, as the middleman, said,""Bocheng, just give in."
The pitiful Jiang Dihui had no choice but to carry the plate that Liu Fushu had already gathered up and walk towards the kitchen step by step under the influence of his mistress. His back view was especially heart-wrenching, and it came from the bottom of his heart.
However, Yu Huanling's culinary skills were indeed not to be underestimated. He did not expect that this woman had such culinary skills other than being beautiful. He had underestimated her. Jiang Dihui recalled what Yu Huanling had said when they were playing chess at Bao Xiaopan's place. He guessed that this woman must be quite skilled in chess.
A beautiful woman was often labeled as a flower vase. In this modern society where science and technology were advancing rapidly, there were countless beautiful women. It was impossible to tell whether a woman was artificial or natural. Then, to judge whether a woman was a flower vase, it would depend on her inner temperament and whether she had any advantages that could match her appearance. Yu Huanling was undoubtedly a non-flower vase character whose advantages were comparable to her appearance. Such a woman could often arouse a man's desire to conquer her. A man's taste determined his taste. After two days of interaction, although he didn't know what kind of image he had in the eyes of this beautiful employer, he was sure that Yu Huanling barely passed in Jiang Dihui's heart.
As for Liu Fushu, he was a thorny rose that was not easy to pick. Although Jiang Dihui was confident that he would not be hurt, he would fall into it if he was not careful.
In fact, Jiang Dihui did not have high requirements for a woman. She had a decent appearance, a decent temperament, a decent degree, and was able to cook well. Of course, the most important thing was that she could sleep on a big bed. However, with all these requirements added up, it was not a low requirement. After all, you could not expect every woman to be as well-rounded as Chu Chen.
It was said that the founder of the Ladies 'Club, Chu Chen, was not only thriving in her career, but she also had a unique culinary skill. It was no wonder that she would become the dream wife and mother of all successful men in Zhong Hai. However, the price of an item was often proportional to its quality. Such a top-grade rose was not something that ordinary people could pick.
Jiang Dihui, who had long forgotten that he would embarrass himself, was thinking about something as he quickly washed the dishes. It seemed that people who had practiced were different. Although they had never done this kind of thing before, it was easy for them to do it. They had the potential to become housewives.
Yu Huanling and Liu Fushu were whispering to each other in the living room. They would occasionally look in the direction of the kitchen and laugh. If one woman was like five hundred ducks, then two women together would be more than a thousand ducks. After a chemical change, their numbers would increase exponentially.
"Your father seems to have invited an unusual character this time. There's not much of a flaw in his looks, and his skills are even better. What's rare is that he has the advantage of being a seventh-dan Chinese chess player. Not to mention the potential that he has to look forward to, just these alone are all qualified to be a bodyguard. How was it? Our strict Miss Yu, how many points do you give this guy who washed the dishes?”Liu Fushu said with a deep meaning. She had long seen that Yu Huanling had basically put down her prejudice against this new bodyguard. She said these words half-jokingly, but in reality, she was just probing and having fun.
"Tsk, him?" Although Yu Huanling had basically acknowledged this bodyguard who always had a dishonest look in his eyes, she still pursed her lips and said stubbornly,"I barely passed.”
"Do you think I don't know you? You're so stubborn." Liu Fushu hit the nail on the head and said," Compared to those idle second generation heirs in the academy, this man called Bo Cheng is much better. After all, there are not many men who look decent and have substance nowadays."”
"Connotation?" "If he had an insider, my temperament would be comparable to a top-notch woman like Sister Chu Chen.”
"That's not right, Fushu." Yu Huanling suddenly leaned closer to this close friend of hers, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth."Why do I feel like you're always saying good things about him? Could it be that the great beauty Liu, who had never put any man in her eyes, had also been enlightened?”
"Go to hell." Liu Fushu rolled his eyes helplessly."This is not the type I want."
"Then what type does Sister Fushu like?”Yu Huanling approached Liu Fushu and asked curiously.
Liu Fushu thought for a moment and said,""At the very least, you have to be worth billions and between the ages of twenty-five to thirty-five. You don't have to send 999 red roses every day as romantic, but it's still necessary for you to drive to pick me up every day after work. As for the rest, you don't have to be single, but you have to be humorous. That way, your life won't be boring.”
"Who's talking about me?" At this moment, Jiang Dihui, who had just finished washing the dishes, happened to walk out of the kitchen. He did not hear Liu Fushu's first sentence about being worth at least a few billion. Otherwise, he would never have said such a sentence, even if he was indeed worth tens of billions now.
The two beauties rolled their eyes at the shameless remark. Then, the two of them continued to talk to each other, ignoring the man in big pants and white slippers.
Jiang Dihui was about to turn on the TV to see if there was any major news when his phone in his pocket rang.
Jiang Dihui took out his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. There were no more than five people in Zhonghai who knew his number, but this unfamiliar number was obviously not among those five people. The man who frowned finally pressed the answer button. A familiar voice that he would never have thought of came from the other end."Long time no see."
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