Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[244 The Arrival of Mrs. Nangong (1)]

Song Xiaozhi and Song Xiaotou, who succumbed to the eldest young master's lustful power, were held by the strong eldest master and slept soundly. They had a dreamless night.

Shi Shitou woke up early, and the eldest young master woke up earlier than Little Shitou. Shi Shitou did not wake up Song Xiaozhi, so he climbed out of bed secretly. After cleaning up, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast for his dear mother in advance, and found that the eldest young master was already there.

Little classmate Song is in a mess.

Wear an apron.

Make breakfast.

The ice cube man in the kitchen.

This picture simply shocked him to the point of 9.8!

Young Master Nangong heard the commotion, and without turning around he saw who was behind him, and emphasized the order: "Go and wash your hands, have breakfast before setting off."

Shitou wrinkled his nose and stepped forward to look at the young master's craftsmanship suspiciously, "My mommy's breakfast taste standards are very high, young master, can you meet the standard?"

The eldest young master snorted coldly, looking like you wouldn't see it yourself.

Shitou looked at it intently. Well, this dish tastes good and the color is good, but the shape is... Because the young master's technique is rough, chopping vegetables is as gentle as chopping people, so the shape is a little ugly.

The stones are made with superb craftsmanship and can be distinguished by smelling them. Although they are ugly, the taste is definitely in line with her mother's taste.

But Master Shitou didn't want to dampen a certain man's enthusiasm. He chuckled and said, "Young Master, when did you secretly study hard and practice hard?"

He remembered that a few days ago, someone was a kitchen idiot who couldn't even fry an egg.

"Practice? Just read the recipe once." The eldest young master was cold and proud. He pointed his crossbow at the small stone and whispered an order: "You are not allowed to cook again in the future. You big kid doesn't know how to cook."

Shitou glared angrily, "You just want to steal my job, but you still insult my age? My big kid at least knows how to protect my mommy. Someone who only hurts a woman is obviously not as good as a kid."

The eldest young master responded with a cold expression, "If you ever say bad words in the future and I don't have a tutor, you'll have to feed me five eggs a day!"

Ahhhhhh...

Young Master, you are invincible, please go back to your Mars to scare people!

Shitou looked at him speechlessly, tutting in his heart. There is no limit to how childish a cold man can be!

The eldest young master saw him holding his little face and looking at him without moving, and said unhappily: "After washing your hands, go to the living room and wait."

Xiao Shitou grinned. Not only did he not continue his venomous remarks this time, but he continued to encourage him: "Young Master, my mommy has personally said that men are not necessarily inferior to women in the kitchen. Facts have also proved that all chefs are men, and she is the best

I like men who can cook, so please do your best, young master, and improve yourself to a higher level in the future, so that my mommy will like you even more."

The eldest young master coughed a few times. His inspired face was full of pride, but he still looked as expressionless as an ice cube. He turned to classmate Song Xiaotou and ordered, "From now on, give me the food you like."

Here’s the recipe.”

Ouch! Young Master, you are so wise!

Little Shitou's heart clapped loudly, this man was becoming more and more attractive to him, he was suitable to be a father, and he had great potential to develop into a good man!

"Think about it."

Little Shitou raised his eyebrows, replied, turned around and washed his hands obediently.

After having dinner with Little Shitou, the eldest young master took out the map and reconfirmed the route of transporting the ore with Shitou before letting the stone go out with peace of mind.

After all, it was his first mission in the Nangong family. It was not difficult but could not be missed. Young Master Nangong couldn't help but worry and gave his instructions very carefully.

And this mine is not only important to Shitou, but also to the Nangong family, so Shitou is particularly cautious this time, listens carefully to Nangong Jue's arrangements, and makes a route plan.

After such an exchange, the eldest young master couldn't help but feel that this child's decisive and decisive style of dealing with things and people was very similar to his own when he was a teenager. Even the way of thinking in setting routes was subtly the same.

Little Shitou raised his eyebrows and smiled sweetly. He put away the map and patted the young master on the shoulder and said, "Young master, don't always imitate me."

The proud little stone never admits that he is like others.

The eldest young master glared angrily, his brows twitching, but there was nothing he could do, because the little guy quickly jumped off the stool, waved his hands and rushed out like a breeze...

Nangong Jue stood still and whispered in a deep voice, "Be careful in everything."

"clear!"

Shitou smiled grimly, turned around, silently recited two words, and left...

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After Shitou left, Miss Song slept until almost noon. She finished washing and went out of the room. Before she even yawned, she saw the eldest young master sitting at the table with a dark face, waiting for her.

She tilted her head, "Has the stone gone? CEO, why are you still here with me? It's already past nine o'clock, and you don't have to go to the company to work?"

Nangong Jue frowned, "Who do you think it's because of!"

With that said, he got up, went to the kitchen and made a pile of sumptuous breakfast, and ordered in a cold voice, "Eat breakfast!"

Do you know why he was so angry because he had convulsions so early in the morning? He walked over and sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

After eating for a few bites, I still didn't understand what he was angry about. Thinking of his actions just now, he bit his chopsticks and exclaimed: "You're not waiting for me to get up all the time just to warm me up, are you?"

The big CEO hummed and said nothing.

It's good for you to know.

Miss Song stared at the young master for a while, put down her chopsticks, and said in a very considerate and thoughtful tone: "President, you don't get paid to serve me. Besides, I'm not a pig. I can still do such a simple thing. A man still has a career."

Zhong, don’t stay here all day long, okay?”

Nangong looked desperately at her and asked calmly: "Miss Song, what animal do you eat every day besides sleeping?"

Miss Song took a bite of the sandwich, chewing it with gusto, and turned to look out the window. I couldn't hear anything.

The ignored CEO's face turned pale.

Zhizhi noticed something was wrong with the taste of breakfast. He looked at the things in his hands and said to himself, "Shitou is not doing well today. Why is breakfast so ugly?"

The CEO stared at Miss Song, feeling depressed and angry.

But when he heard Miss Song's next words, his face turned proud again.

"However, it seems to taste better..."

Mr. President’s usually indifferent eyebrows were raised proudly——

That is, no matter who did it.

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After Zhizhi finished breakfast, Nangong Jue went to work. For the first time in so many years, he broke his perfect record of never being late as the CEO, causing all the employees to feel that this must be an extraordinary day and there must be something special.

occur.

Zhizhi stayed at Nangong Villa to hang out because he was recuperating from his injuries.

She went to the housekeeper to inquire about Nangong Yu again. When she heard there was still no response, she became a little worried, "Why has there been no news? Has Milan sent someone to look for it?"

"Miss Song, I've searched all over Milan but can't find the third young master. I wonder if he has any connections with the mafia. The eldest young master has already ordered people to start inquiries from various parties."

Zhizhi nodded, still worried in his heart.

Logically speaking, when Nangong Yu went to the Lu family to look for Nangong Jue, she should have gone directly to the Lu family. However, there has been no news yet. Could it be because something happened to the Lu family?

At this time, the phone next to her rang, and Zhizhi picked it up without thinking, "Nangong Villa, who is this?"

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then came out a neat and majestic female voice, "Are you Song Xiaozhi?"

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, looking for her?

"Who are you……"

"Is Ah Jue here?"

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice: "The young master is in the company and not in the villa now. If you want to find him, you can call the company phone number."

The voice over there came with an order, "I'm at Z City Airport. I'll give you ten minutes to pick me up."

After saying that, he hung up the phone with a click.

Zhizhi looked at the receiver, paused for a moment, and then put it down.

She stood up, walked to the housekeeper, and asked: "Butler, someone called to see the eldest young master. It was a woman, Nangong Jue Ajue. Do you know who it is?"

When the housekeeper heard this, his face was suddenly startled, and he said in disbelief: "Miss Song, it's the old lady. The old lady is back."

Zhizhi's head buzzed a few times and was rubbed a few times, but it still couldn't stop. She didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Miss Song, what else did the old lady say? Did you want someone to greet you?"

Zhizhi pointed to herself and said, "You want me to pick her up at the airport."

"Prepare the car immediately." The butler looked nervous, "The old lady doesn't like people being late. She will get angry every second. This is the first time Miss Song meets the old lady. It leaves a bad impression and it will be difficult to get started in the future. Quickly change clothes.

ah!"

Zhizhi didn't feel anything at first, so he was pushed by the housekeeper and hurried back to the house to change clothes...

But...why would the old lady know that there is a person like her, Song Xiaozhi?

By the way, she didn't say that she wanted to enter Nangong's house.

But what’s going on with this inexplicable, unprecedented sense of tension?

(Thank you dear 1960680804 for the silent red envelope, eh╭(╯3╰)╮)