Xia Wan'an thought she had read it wrong, blinked, blinked again, and even rubbed her eyes to make sure the refrigerator was really empty, and then she completely ran away.

She took all her efforts to bring the ingredients from the supermarket to prepare for a week, but she was completely gone?

Didn’t Han cook a lean vegetable porridge after all? Why did he use the ingredients from the refrigerator?

There are so many ingredients, let alone making one pot of porridge, ten pots of porridge can be made!

Xia Wan'an, who was straying wildly, suddenly stopped thinking of this, and then she suddenly turned around and looked at the cabinet behind her.

She walked forward step by step, held her breath and opened the cabinet door. The rice jar was already full of...it was already bottoming out!

Depend on!

It's exactly the same as what she guessed!

Han Jingnian made a meal and shorted everything in her house!

Xia Wan'an didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She walked around the dining table and couldn't help it. With her cell phone, she started to send messages to Assistant Zhang and complain wildly.

[The most beautiful baby in the whole capital]: "Assistant Zhang, your boss is simply terrible!"

[The most beautiful baby in the whole capital]: "Do you know how terrible it was that your boss ran to me last night and was drunk and had a fever! Forget it, he woke up in the morning and didn't know which nerve he got. He went to cook a pot of porridge for me, but guess what happened?!"

[The most beautiful baby in the whole capital]: "You must not guess the ending. His pot of porridge emptied my refrigerator and rice jar!"

[The most beautiful baby in the whole capital]: "All, all, empty it!"

Faced with the news that she was crazy, the content of the reply from Special Assistant Zhang was extremely concise: "Is it delicious?"

Is it delicious? What's good to drink?

Xia Wan'an was stunned for a moment before realizing that Special Assistant Zhang was referring to porridge, so he typed back: "The porridge is still delicious."

No... Are you talking about whether the porridge is good or not?

Thinking of this, Xia Wan'an started typing again.

[The most beautiful baby in the whole capital]: "Hey, Assistant Zhang, you got the point wrong. Now is not the time to discuss whether the porridge is delicious, but the empty refrigerator and rice jar of my house are!"

[The most beautiful baby in the whole capital]: "Do you know how hard it is to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients?! How tired is it to carry it home?!"

…

Han's Enterprise, top-floor conference room.

Han Jingnian, who was having a meeting, felt the phone ringing in the pocket that was close to his heart, and immediately took out his phone to read the news in front of a person in the conference room without hesitation.

Although her news was sent to Zhang Cheng, he read it very seriously.

Through the phone, he could feel her crazy, like a little cat with fur all over her body.

Thinking of this scene, Han Jingnian's eyebrows and eyes became a little soft, and then he typing the keyboard extremely seriously and replied to her: "Is it delicious?"

I soon received her reply: "The porridge is still delicious."

A short line of words instantly pleased him.

What this means is that she drank the porridge? She also praised him for his delicious cooking...

Han Jingnian held his cell phone in both hands, staring at the lines of words on the screen, and laughed.

The beauty he was born with was usually as cold as ice, which was already enough to upside down all living beings. At this time, he smiled and it seemed like a spring breeze came suddenly, and thousands of pear trees were blooming.

The entire conference room was stunned, both men and women.

The still atmosphere lasted for five minutes, and Zhang Tezhu came back to his senses.
Chapter completed!