The Apocalypse’s Great Merchant

As soon as Bai Ling heard the footsteps, he panicked: "Is someone coming outside?"

But Lan Ke didn't care at all: "Don't worry about it, you fill your belly first." Then he gave Bai Ling a big bag of toast.

Bai Ling was really hungry, his eyes almost turned green when he saw the bread, he tore open the package, grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, gobbling it like a refugee who had been hungry for many days.

Seeing that she was fine, Lan Ke was about to go to the kitchen to serve food, when she heard someone ringing the doorbell, and a young woman's voice: "Bai Ling! Bai Ling, are you there? Open the door, I'm Chen Wen!"

Lan Ke's face suddenly changed. She guessed many possibilities, but she never expected that the people outside came to find Bai Ling specially!

Bai Ling, who was wolfing down his food, also heard this, and was dumbfounded on the spot. Sensing Lan Ke's gaze, she immediately said: "She is my high school classmate, we haven't been in touch for a long time."

"Then don't worry about it. Anyway, you are not at home now, so just pretend you didn't hear it." Lan Ke said casually, it was an accident to take Bai Ling in, and she didn't want to make trouble for herself.

Bai Ling nodded and did not object to Lan Ke's decision. She is not really stupid, how could she not see Chen Wen's disdain for her? Since he has become a stranger for a long time, why come to her now?

Curling the corners of his mouth mockingly, Bai Ling continued to gobble it up, turning a deaf ear to the voices outside.

Chen Wen was in a hurry, she clearly remembered that Bai Ling was a house girl, she always liked to stay at home and seldom went out, why was there no one? Did he deliberately not open the door for her?

She instinctively looked at Tang Jingtian, seeing that his face was ugly, and her heart kept sinking. No, she must ask Bai Ling to open the door! Only in this way can she prove her worth!

"Lingling, open the door quickly, I know you're inside." Chen Wen kept ringing the doorbell, "Lingling, I'm Chen Wen, your high school classmate, you won't forget me, will you?"

Tang Jingtian became dissatisfied: "Your classmate really lives here? Why has no one opened the door?"

Chen Wen was flustered in her heart, but she said flatteringly: "She is a painter, and she always turns upside down day and night. She is probably sleeping at the moment. I will try again."

"No need!" Tang Jingtian gave her an angry look, and said to the bodyguard Zhang Shan, "See if there is anyone on the other side."

Zhang Shan nodded, walked over and rang the doorbell of Lan Ke's house: "Is anyone there? Please open the door."

Hearing Zhang Shan's voice, Bai Ling panicked again: "What should Sister Lan do? Chen Wen probably didn't come here alone, why don't I go out, lest they trouble you."

"No need, I know the people outside." Lan Ke's face was weird, she really didn't expect to meet Tang Jingtian in this place!

In her previous life, she had to suffer a lot before meeting Tang Jingtian. At that time, she had already awakened her supernatural powers, and her sense of smell and taste had been strengthened. After Tang Jingtian found out, he took the initiative to take her in, and also passed on to her the Lan family's ancestral recipes.

At the beginning, she didn't know Tang Jingtian's purpose, and she was very moved. Later, she found out that Tang Jingtian took her in, and even passed on her recipes to let her make top-level delicacies, so as to win over the rising powerhouses.

Thinking of this paragraph, Lan Ke felt extremely ironic. The Lan family's ancestral recipes were originally passed down to her, but were taken over by Tang Jingtian, a hypocrite, and refused to pass them on to her. On the contrary, Tang Qi and Tang Qiong, who were born by Chu Jia, made Tang Jingtian very caring, and even tried his best to let them learn the above dishes.

It's a pity that Tang Qi didn't inherit Tang Jingtian's talent in cooking at all, and was still a terrible kitchen killer. Let her cook, she can blow up the kitchen!

Tang Qiong has inherited Tang Jingtian's talent in cooking, but unfortunately he has been spoiled since he was a child, and has always disliked the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen, and never enters the kitchen unless necessary.

Tang Jingtian and Chu Jia tried their best to occupy the Lan Ke's ancestral recipes. In the end, Tang Jingtian had to teach Lan Ke cooking skills, and the recipe finally fell into Lan Ke's hands.

It's a pity that these are all things of the previous life, and the recipes of this life are still in Tang Jingtian's hands.

Lan Ke squinted her eyes. Although she memorized all the contents of the recipe, it was after all an ancestral item of the Lan family. How could it have been kept in the hands of a hypocrite like Tang Jingtian?

After her rebirth, she has never had the chance to get the recipe back, and now...

Thinking of this, Lan Ke walked quickly to the entrance and opened the anti-theft door a crack: "What's the matter?"

Although Zhang Shan was Tang Jingtian's bodyguard, he didn't know Lan Ke. When he saw her, he said, "Our boss' car is stuck in the road, can you let us go in? We can pay."

Lan Ke looked at him mockingly: "Really? How much can you give me?"

This Zhang Shan had no way to decide, so he had to look to Tang Jingtian for help. Tang Jingtian was getting irritable, and when he heard Lan Ke's words, he said, "How much do you want? Is 10,000 yuan enough?"

At this time, Lan Ke only showed half of her face, and Tang Jingtian didn't recognize her at all.

Lan Ke thought it was funny, Tang Jingtian was her biological father, and he couldn't even recognize his own daughter!

"Boss Tang is so majestic." Lan Ke looked at Tang Jingtian mockingly, "10,000 yuan? Are you going to send a beggar?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces became ugly. But Tang Jingtian felt that something was wrong. He squinted his eyes and looked at Lan Ke. After a while, his face changed suddenly: "You...you are Lan Ke? Why are you here?"

Lan Ke gave a half-smile, and instead of answering, asked, "Why, did you finally recognize it?"

As soon as Tang Jingtian saw her, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Yaozu, who was still arguing with him not long ago, and immediately wanted to vomit blood: "You unfilial daughter! I am your father! Open the door quickly, let us in!"

The others didn't know who Lan Ke was, and they were wondering if there was some improper relationship between Tang Jingtian and her, and they were all dumbfounded when they heard the word "father".

Father? This person is the boss' daughter?

Looking at Tang Jingtian's upright face, Lan Ke felt like throwing up, wishing he could slam the door in his face, thinking of the Lan family's ancestral recipe, he endured it.

But she was not reconciled to letting Tang Jingtian enter the house like this, so Lan Ke hesitated for a while and thought of a compromise.

"This is the key to the opposite door, take it." Lan Ke threw the key out of his hand, and closed the anti-theft door with a "snap".

Now, no matter how Tang Jingtian rings the doorbell, she won't open it.

"Lan Ke! You...you unfilial daughter! You want to piss me off, don't you?" Tang Jing blushed from the weather, staring at the anti-theft door with his eyes, wishing to burn a hole in the door with his eyes.

The bodyguard Zhang Shan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the key on the ground: "Boss, let's go in first."