The Devil President is a Baddy!

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"Who really hates you so much that you want to kill you?" She couldn't figure out what kind of deep hatred would kill everyone. Now that it is a society ruled by law, what thoughts or dissatisfaction can not be achieved by proper means?

I never thought that the plot that I could only see on TV would happen to me one day. Recalling what happened last night, she was still very scared.

Now she finally understands why no matter where he goes, there are so many bodyguards around him. Originally, she thought he was deliberately showing off or being handsome.

"Well." He didn't want to get involved in these complicated things. He responded perfunctoryly, and he didn't intend to talk to her in detail.

Ok? What answer is this?

"Who wants to kill you?" She asked persistently.

"There are more than one who want to kill me. I have to think about it." Leng Xichen thought, pretending to be thoughtful. Although he was n’t sure who was the player this time, what is certain is that the murderous man was completely finished after he returned this time!

"Are you sure you are serious business?" Even more than one person wants to kill him! In Su Yihan's mind, the scene of two people in the underworld fighting against each other in the night.

Regarding her question, Leng Xichen just smiled a little and answered it.

This time gave her another mysterious smile!

Is this his default or contempt for her asking this question? Su Yihan couldn't understand the guy in front of him. He was like a mystery, and she couldn't see through anything.

"Oh, you young master, how could you know that there will be a fish shed next to the fish pond?" It would be boring to sit and do nothing at all. I thought he asked her to go to the small fish shed last night. Asked.

"Don't you know there is something called" book "in this world?" Leng Xichen thought the question she asked was a little funny.

"Do you like reading books?" Like a wealthy young man like him, even if you usually read books, you should read books such as management and finance. Are there any fish ponds in those books?

"General." Leng Xichen's answer was somewhat modest.

Since he was young, he likes to dabble in books, and he has no specific preferences. He reads a wide variety of books, so when he grew up, the books he read added up, and there was also a small library.

"How much do you mean by"? "She didn't quite believe he would read fewer books.

"It may be thousands of copies, what are you asking about this?" Although he thought her question was boring, he answered it. Changed to others, he did not have such good patience.

In other words ... thousands of copies!

God!

Calculated according to his age at 28 years old, except that he was illiterate before the age of three, even if he only read 2,500 copies, he would have to read an average of about 100 a year, and read one copy every three or four days!

This amount of reading is so-so!

Su Yihan was completely frightened by his amazing reading. No wonder even the fish pond may be known by the fish pond, because he has read so many books.

Originally she thought that she had read enough books, but compared with his ... Forget it, don't insult her.

She seemed to have some different impressions of him.

In the past, her impressions of the second and third generations of wealth were basically based on the views of young children, unruly careers, seeking flowers and asking Liu, but did not expect the man in front of him to be so knowledgeable.

Actually, he was not as bad as she had imagined, but she loved his lover too much, and unfortunately she happened to bump into his lover.

She still had a time to talk to him about this matter calmly. She made up her mind in her heart.

The dinner was made by Su Yihan.

Originally, the old man wanted to help, but she felt that she had eaten other people's food and lived in other people's houses, so she insisted on not letting him help.

I was busy in the kitchen for an hour, a honey sauce chicken wings, a Mapo tofu, a fish-flavored eggplant, and a thick bowl of tomato and egg soup was finally prepared.

Her dishes are full of flavor and fragrance. It is no exaggeration to say that her dishes are more delicious than those made by more than 90% of restaurant chefs. More importantly, her dishes have a strong taste of home. Lin Hanyu once said that he was initially attracted by her cooking skills.

She glanced at the dishes she had made with satisfaction, and for a while she hadn't cooked, but her hands were not rusty.

Su Yihan just brought the dish to the dinner table, which caused some people's dissatisfaction.

When Leng Xichen saw her serving dishes, her brows frowned slightly: "I don't like chicken wings, let alone spicy food!"

"I'm not forcing you to eat. Isn't it still fish-flavored eggplant and tomato egg soup?" She pointed her fingers at the other two dishes with disapproval.

"I hate the smell of tomatoes!" Leng Xichen's expression is full of disdain, is she deliberately picking what he can't eat?

"Then you eat white rice! Grandpa, he will eat more if we don't eat." Su Yihan disregarded and delivered the freshly prepared rice to the old man.

"Good!" The old man looked at the rich dishes on the table. It was rare to be able to eat the dishes made by others. He was so happy that he picked up the chopsticks and put a chicken wings in his mouth. It's delicious! "

He gave her a thumbs up while eating.

really? How can chicken wings be delicious? Leng Xichen's expression of disbelief.

"Grandpa, if you like it, eat more!" Su Yihan was very happy that the dishes he made were suitable for the taste of the old man, so he put another chicken wing in his bowl.

"Good!" The old man nodded happily.

I really didn't expect the old man who looked serious and rigid at ordinary times, but he looked like a child in front of him! Su Yihan looked at the old man's satisfied food, and his nose was a bit sour: "Grandpa, you eat some tofu. I only put a little chili powder to enhance the taste, not very spicy."

"Good!" The old man returned two "good" words in a row.

Is she blind? Didn't see another person beside her?

Leng Xichen was extremely unbalanced when she watched her deliver the Mapo tofu spoon by spoon. She was patient with the old man, but she ignored him, when he was transparent!

When did he have such treatment!

Seeing that he wouldn't eat it anymore, the food was almost finished by them. He couldn't care about that much anymore. He picked up the chopsticks and put a little Mapo tofu in his mouth.

The tofu melts in the mouth, with a bit of spicy and spicy stamina. Such a taste breaks his inherent impression of spicy dishes.

This is impossible!

He unfaithfully put a honey sauce chicken wings into his mouth, he hated eating such sweet food.

Originally I wanted to count her after eating, but I didn't expect that he just chewed twice, and he was completely attracted by the unique flavor of chicken wings. I don't know what method she used. The honey sauce chicken wings made by her are not greasy and have unique toughness.

"What did you add to this dish?" He pointed to the two dishes he had just eaten.

"What about ordinary onions, ginger, garlic, oil, salt, watercress, pepper powder, honey and the like?" Su Yihan did not know the purpose of his question, but he honestly replied.

"Just these?" He didn't believe that these familiar flavors alone could make such a unique taste.

"Of course, is there any problem?" Su Yihan was even more puzzled. Isn't it delicious? After all, she hasn't been in the kitchen for a long time.

Regarding her answer, Leng Xichen was half-confident, but felt that there was no need for further investigation.

He asked why? Su Yihan didn't know his intentions, and looked at him suspiciously.

I have to say that she has never seen anyone who eats chicken wings eat like the man in front of her.

The nobility is indeed a nobility. This trait that penetrates into the bones cannot be learned by any training the day after tomorrow.

"Wait, these two ... dishes?" Su Yihan pointed to the two empty plates in front of her.