Cinderella Innocent and Boss Charming - Chapter 561

Chapter 561 Extra – Lu Haochen and the Other Xian (VI)

The scene is a bit chaotic, the small room at once flooded in so many people, my whole person is bored, I know the police must be called by Mr. Lu, but I did not expect so fast. His old man is good, half a word of thanks, but also too slow.

When the police left, I realized that there was one more person in the room, a sweaty young man, who handed Lu a bag of stuff and said something in a low voice, Lu waved his hand, and he left, and to the end, he didn’t even look at me.

Mr. Lu put the bag on the table and said, “The beef is here, you cook the noodles.”

I let out an oh-so-quiet sound and hurriedly took the beef to the kitchen. I think Mr. Lu must really like beef, that’s why he’s so obsessed with it. Knowing his preference, I had to show him my skills. Let him know that I, Xu Xian, am not just a good skinny guy.

My cooking skills are seriously not bad, thanks to my dad. My dad is a chef, although working in a small restaurant, cooking that is a master, he thinks I hang around, useless, very worried about my future, so forced me to learn to cook with him, although my family is the old name of the flat head, but the people are beautiful, but also do a handful of good food, the future in the matchmaking, it can be added to the score. Isn’t there a saying? To catch a man’s heart, first catch a man’s stomach. My father also said, if I manage my husband’s stomach, he will be disgusted with me want to divorce, I’m afraid they can’t get away. After all, food is the people!

My dad thinks too long term, and I, on the other hand, only think about how I’m going to make a delicious bowl of beef noodles for Mr. Lu.

Since he likes beef so much, I’ll put more beef in it and let him have it.

I sliced the beef into thin slices, poured soy sauce over it to marinate, beat an egg white in it, stirred it around, set it aside, and started cooking the noodles.

In order to ensure deliciousness, I made this breakfast a little longer, afraid that Lu would be impatient, after all, big people have little patience.

But he did not rush me, just sitting in the living room smoking, in fact, I can not see him, but smelled the smoke, I remember just advised him to smoke less when he was very obedient to put out the cigarette, so I poked his head out, with a kind of pouting tone of voice to him, said, “How to smoke again? Smoke less, I told you it’s not good for your health.”

He looked at me and said, “Are the noodles done?”

“Soon, right away,” as soon as he asked this, I couldn’t be bothered to talk about smoking and rushed back to the stove to continue making the delicious beef noodles.

It smelled so good, I inhaled deeply and swallowed a mouthful of water, anyone who says the noodles cooked with such care aren’t good, I’ll kick them to death!

Mr. Lu was attracted by the aroma and said, “Well?”

“Well,” I served him up to the outside table, it was hot, put down the bowl, I cupped both hands over my ears, as if a lot of people do that, and it’s often shown on TV, but Mr. Lu looked at me with surprise, as if it was the first time he’d seen it.

He took my hand and blew on it very gently, “Is it still hot?”

My hands had stopped burning a long time ago, but my face burned when he blew on it.

I blushed and pulled my hand back, smiling a little sheepishly, “It’s not hot anymore.”

I was really shy and didn’t try to seduce or attract him, but Mr. Lu wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me lightly, his lips were warm, his mouth tasted of sweet tobacco, and between his nostrils was the scent that belonged to him, all of this was very appealing to me, and I couldn’t help but kiss him back.

I was also very skillful, he sank more and more into the kiss and couldn’t stop himself, I still had some sense, that bowl of noodles was going to be emery if I didn’t eat it.

So I gently pushed him away, “Mr. Lu, the noodles are getting cold.”

He looked at me eagerly, “Don’t call Mr. Lu, call me by my name.”

I was taken aback, calling him by his first name, which … is not very good, is it?

“You can call,” he lifted my chin with anticipation, “my name.”

Such eyes weren’t vicious at all, yet they creeped me out, and I called out fearfully, “Lu, Lu Haochen.”

He laughed out loud, slurped on my mouth, and said, “Why are you even calling me by my first name.”

I never have stage fright in front of men, only in front of him I was a bit unable to let go, I fixed my mind, cleared my throat, and said, “Haochen, eat the noodles, they’re really getting cold.”

He let me go, sat down, picked up his chopsticks and stirred the noodles, saying, “It smells good.”

I sat next to him, full of anticipation, waiting for a compliment.

But when the noodles went into his mouth, his complexion was grave, his brows slightly furrowed, chewing and swallowing slowly, savoring it very carefully. I feel something is wrong, both hands unconsciously shrink in front of the chest, pressing hard there, because the heart beats fast, thump thump! Thump, thump, thump! Like it was going to jump out.

Mr. Lu ate three bites in a row, then put down his chopsticks, the previous soft color completely disappeared, he looked at me with an indifferent expression, “Is this beef noodles? The chopsticks are full of large chunks of beef, the soup is small, the flavor is salty, and the noodles are too soft.”

He sounded like he was sitting in a breakfast place and complaining to the waiter.

The noodles are too soft because they’ve been sitting there too long. I’ve warned you twice about this. But it’s not true that the soup is salty, I’ve tried the flavor, it’s just right, the soup is moderate, and when it comes to the beef, wasn’t it your old man who threw a tantrum early in the morning? Put more meat for you, you are not happy.

I listened to his counting like a waiter respectfully, but in my heart I was secretly bellyaching.

He threw the chopsticks, and went back to the sofa to sit and light a cigarette, this time I do not dare to open my mouth to persuade him. I just hope that he will go to work soon, the big man who has a lot of work to do, what is the point of spending time with me here?

I’m not sure if he wants this bowl of noodles or not. It’s a shame not to, there’s so much beef in it. But he was so disgusted that he probably didn’t want it, so I picked up my chopsticks and ate in silence. Hurry up and finish eating, I’m going to work.

When Mr. Lu was smoking, the phone rang, and I glanced at it and saw that he was a little fidgety when he picked up the phone, as if he had been caught by someone doing something bad.

He walked quickly up to the balcony, his voice bright, like with some kind of joy, “How are you, Fairy?”

I was so shocked that the noodles on my chopsticks almost shook off… Little Fairy? So there really is a Little Fairy. Last time I heard a few people from the finance department mention Little Fairy and make jokes at my expense, I didn’t care at all. Mr. Lu called me Little Fairy, I didn’t think much about it either. It turns out …

It was as if I had taken a sudden step down the stairs, and instant panic and fear clutched at my heart.

I understood everything at once, Sister Wu said that I looked like Xiao Xian, and worked as a cleaning lady just like Xiao Xian, and Mr. Lu liked Xiao Xian, and he didn’t get her for some reason, so Mr. Lu had his eyes on me, and he wanted to find a replacement.

I’m just wondering how a little cleaning lady can resist Mr. Lu’s charm. Like me, I was easily taken by him.

And that little fairy is still in contact with him now.

I began to recall all his strange behavior, he called me Xiao Xian, asked me to be in charge of the hygiene of his office, keep the bottom of the file cabinet clean, live in such a dilapidated house, asked me to call him by his first name, and this bowl of beef noodle … is all related to Xiao Xian, right?

I suddenly felt a little cold, the brilliant sunlight outside the window seemed like another world, and the house was overcast.

Mr. Lu came in, his shoulders still fell some of the flavor of the sun, I have never seen him like this, as if he came out of the sunshine, handsome, bright, smiled incredibly vivid, simply seductive soul!

I held my breath and stared at him dumbfounded.

Mr. Lu walked up to me, smiled, and said, “The noodles actually taste okay, who taught you to cook them?”

Like a puppet on a string, I replied dryly, “My dad taught me, he’s a chef.”

He raised an eyebrow, “So your dad’s a chef, you’re in luck then.”

I’d like to say that if you were with me, you’d have a mouthful too, but I know that’s delusional!

This was the longest time Mr. Lu and I stayed together since we met, we spent the night together, and when I got up in the morning, I even cooked noodles for him to eat, although he only ate three bites. But in the end, he complimented me, saying that the noodles tasted okay.

So I decided to take a trip back home and learn a new dish or two from my dad. I won’t be able to make Sen’s noodles, but I’ll make sure he remembers my dish.

I used my paycheck to buy gifts for both my mom and dad, a skincare set for my mom and an electric razor for my dad. Mom and Dad were thrilled to receive the gifts because it was the first time ever that I had properly given them a gift.

My mom almost to tears, rubbing the box of skin care products, as if how to see enough, “You keep your own use, so expensive things, mom with a little spoiled.”

I said, “Mom, you’re only in your forties, it’s the right time to use these, I have plenty of collagen in my face, I don’t need these.”

Dad took the razor and rubbed it under his chin, nodding his head uncontrollably, “Not bad, this thing works better than the one I have. My daughter really knows how to buy.”

In fact, once when I accompanied them to the supermarket, I found that my father’s eyes have been staring at the Philips electric razor, but the price is a bit expensive, he did not want to buy. Now I have money, I pick the expensive to buy him, more than a thousand, but I said as long as two hundred, on this my father is also happy bad.

I brought up to him that I wanted to learn how to cook, he was more than happy, put the razor away and led me into the kitchen, I had brought dishes, too plain for me to drop, so I bought extra tenderloin and jumbo shrimp and asked him to teach me how to make honey/juice tenderloin and drunken shrimp.

My dad taught as always, I learned more seriously than ever, father and daughter two in the kitchen messing half a day, finally the two dishes served on the table, color and flavor, I can not wait to taste a bite, very tasty. I am confident that Mr. Lu will like it.

I thought I wouldn’t see Mr. Lu for a long time, but after only a few days, he came to see me. As soon as I walked in the door, he asked me to pack my bags, saying that he would take me to live somewhere else and that it was no longer safe here.

I thought it was strange and asked why it wasn’t safe.

He said that Django was only temporarily incarcerated and would be out soon, and that it would be bad if he came looking for trouble then.