Chapter 2597
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Zhuge Yan looked at Mo Weiyi. "What if I lack it? What if I don't? "
Mo Weiyi hesitated for a few seconds and said softly, "If you lack money, I can hire you to be my chef."
Zhuge Yan was speechless.
You don't need to spend money to be your chef?
Mo Weiyi sighed as she ate. Zhuge Yan's culinary skills were too good. Even Mommy couldn't compare.
In the past, she thought that Mommy was the person who cooked the best in the world.
But now, it had become Zhuge Yan!
Yeah, Zhuge Yan's cooking was the best she had ever eaten in her 18 years of life. And it looked, smelled, and tasted great.
Mo Weiyi looked at Zhuge Yan's expression and sighed in her heart.
He really didn't lack money. He was the Young Master of the Zhuge family. Did he become a detective because of his hobby?
In a few years, he would go home and inherit the family's fortune!
Zhuge Yan looked at Mo Weiyi and said softly, "After we get married, I'll only cook for my wife."
Mo Weiyi was speechless.
She looked at Zhuge Yan for a few seconds and suddenly felt that being his wife was pretty good.
The girl he was wooing would have good food in the future. She suddenly felt a little jealous.
Zhuge Yan looked at Mo Weiyi meaningfully. He didn't say anything and quietly ate his supper.
Mo Weiyi asked, "How did you learn to cook?"
Zhuge Yan looked at Mo Weiyi. "I went to the best restaurant in Bei Feng City. There were a few very famous chefs there. But in the end, my culinary skills left them in the dust."
Mo Weiyi was speechless.
He was so arrogant!
But he did have the capital to be arrogant. No one in the President's Office had such culinary skills.
She looked at Zhuge Yan and smiled. "Do you have any plans to take in disciples?"
Zhuge Yan replied, "I don't have that hobby."
Mo Weiyi guided, "It's good to have a disciple. In the future, you won't have to cook by yourself. Let your disciple be filial to you and make three meals for you."
Zhuge Yan glanced at Mo Weiyi. "Are you talking about yourself? I don't think you have the talent. "
Mo Weiyi, "…"
She sat there, holding her chopsticks tightly.
Of course, she wasn't talking about her!
She also knew that she didn't have the talent, but did he need to say it so directly?
Zhuge Yan said lightly, "I don't want you to order my kitchen."
Mo Weiyi, "…"
Zhuge Yan said in a low voice, "I didn't like it in the past, but now I like cooking."
Mo Weiyi, "…"
This dog of a man actually likes to cook. Is it really good to be so diligent?
Forget it, I won't have any ideas about his cooking. Maybe I'll get sick of it after eating it for a while?
He can't possibly not cook the same dishes 365 days a year, can he?
No matter how delicious it is, he'll get sick of it if he eats it every day.
Zhuge Yan looked at her expression. "Or you can consider chasing me and becoming my wife. See if there's a chance."
Mo Weiyi looked up at Zhuge Yan, her eyes staring at him through the lenses.
He was teasing her on purpose, right?
Zhuge Yan, "…"
He was serious, but he was just joking.
As time went by, perhaps the brainwashing would succeed and she would get used to this feeling. Eh?
He asked softly, "Is the supper good?"
Mo Weiyi glanced at Zhuge Yan, afraid that he was too pleased with himself. "The taste is not bad. It's a little better than the takeaway at night."
Zhuge Yan, "…"
Was it really a little better?
He glanced at Mo Weiyi, who looked satisfied after eating supper. His body was much more honest than his mouth.
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