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Bewedded, Not Beloved

Chapter: 217

“Why do you want to eat the mashed porridge, you can order more.”
“The question is, it’s not unpleasant, it also has a special taste, do you smell it?”
He doesn’t eat what I eat. He grew up in fine clothes and food. Of course, my mother has never hungered me, but there is no reason to waste anything that can be eaten.
“Silly white.” My name is silly white, and Xi Qingchuan took away the bowl in my hand: “Just eat this.”
“Don’t you think it’s muddled?”
“Save you to say I’m picky eaters.” He filled his mouth with a big mouthful.
He performed well, and I gave him the side dishes I fried: “Try it, you are not used to it.”
“Is there any other choice?” He is sick, but his mouth is not forgiving at all.
I thought it tasted pretty good, and he finished half a plate in two bites.
“It’s delicious, isn’t it?”
“Your perception of delicious food is too sloppy.” While he ate my food, his mouth was stiff, and I didn’t care about him when he was sick.
We both ate the porridge that was in the small pot, and we ate up all the side dishes.
“I really didn’t expect you to have such a high fever and have such a good appetite.”
He leaned on the back of the bed and squinted: “Call Bai Yu for me and ask him to contact Manager Fan and they come here for a meeting.”
“Which meeting are you still ill?”
“I’m sick and Xi’s won’t work?”
“Isn’t there a big brother and two brothers?”
“Then I will give them my seat, so I don’t care about it at all.”
Xi Qingchuan is really difficult to get along with. I think he called Baiyu because of his illness. He is not surprised at all. It is estimated that Xi Qingchuan has been used to this appearance a long time ago.
At about three o’clock in the afternoon, a bunch of people from the Xi family came over to have a meeting with Xi Qingchuan. I counted a dozen or so, so I asked Silly Bai where their tea leaves were stored and I wanted to make tea for them.
Xi Qingchuan should have heard it in the room. He said coldly to the seniors: “Let my wife pass the hot tea to your hands?”
Manager Fan stood at the door and immediately ran out and said to me, “Mrs. Xi, no, no, no, we don’t drink tea.”
Seeing that Xi Qingchuan scared people, and the visitors were all guests. This kind of politeness is always necessary.
“It doesn’t matter, you have your meeting, I will bake some biscuits later.”
“Don’t be busy, don’t bother Mrs. Xi.” Everyone ran out to talk to me, their voices one after another very hot.
Look at them with a panic look, you can see that they are often abused by Xi Qingchuan.
I said: “You go to the meeting, I will make tea for Dabai to bring it to you.”
I go downstairs to make tea and bake cookies.
Xi Qingchuan’s kitchen has everything, including ovens and molds, which makes me itchy.
I like to make these things, but there is no room for me to flex my muscles.
Once, there was a bazaar in the school to sell small biscuits and cakes that I made. It happened that time when my stepmother was not at home, the aunt at home took care of me and asked me to go to the kitchen to make them.
As a result, Xiao Lingling came back and said that I was stealing food in the kitchen, and then said that I had disturbed their food and said that I had poisoned.
In short, Xiao Lingling has always been very messy. It happened that her father was away from home for a few days, so she could toss about it. Anyway, I didn’t take out anything at the charity sale. Aunt Fu gave me a box of what she made herself when she saw that I was so pitiful. I was asked to sell the biscuits, and Xiao Lingling exposed me on the spot, saying that I was cheating.
My adolescence was all such bloody scenes, so in my cognition, no one would treat me nicely for no reason.
Only father, mother, and Qiao Yi.
Anyone else treats me well, I have to think about why.
Just like Xi Qingchuan now, although he is violent and patient, he still treats me differently from others.
I’m not a fool, I can see it.
However, I will question his sincerity and wonder why this is the case.
It may be the shadow of childhood, I always feel that there is no warmth for no reason in the world.
Xi Qingchuan’s kitchen is like a treasure trove. I have everything I want.
Butter, shortening powder, foaming machine, and various ingredients.
I made a meringue and another chocolate chip cookie.
As if I had fulfilled a dream in my teenage years, I became a magic chef, tossing hard in the kitchen.
The scent of snacks wafted through the kitchen, mixed with the scent of coffee and grapefruit tea.
I made a refreshment and put it on the tray for them to eat.
The high-levels were flattered. Everyone ran over to me and thanked me with great gratitude. Some people still didn’t eat a bite, boasting that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on the ground.
The big bedroom was full of the smell of refreshments. I found out at the door that all those people were standing in front of Xi Qingchuan’s bed for a meeting. They didn’t even have a chair. Then they gave them something to eat, and they stood there. There was a tea cup in one hand, and a small biscuit in the other and stuffed it into his mouth.
It is estimated that everyone is hungry. It is almost six o’clock now, and they have held meetings for more than two hours. Everyone is hungry, which looks very miserable.
Xi Qingchuan is really a tyrant, look at what tortures people into.
Xi Qingchuan beckoned me to pass, his face was rather ugly: “They all have them, I don’t have them?”
“Yes.” I handed him a cup, and he looked inside: “Why do they drink coffee and grapefruit tea, I can only drink white water?”
“You also know your situation, now you can only drink white water.”
“What about snacks?”
Just now there was a little leftover leftovers from making chocolate chip cookies, so I baked some sesame pancakes with no other seasonings.
He was really dissatisfied: “What is this?”
“Sesame pancakes.”
He took a bite and smirked with me: “Does our house even have milk?”
“Milk has allergens, you can’t eat anything now.”
“Why don’t you just feed me flour.”
“There are a lot in the kitchen. If you want to eat, I can let Silly White bring it to you.”
It is estimated that with so many people there, Xi Qingchuan will not be able to turn his face.
I went to the kitchen to pack up my stuff and squatted there to clean up the flour that I just made on the floor. Two managers had finished their refreshments and sent the cups down. It is estimated that they didn’t see me, and they talked as they walked.
“Mr. Xi is extremely angry today, and several plans have been overturned.”
“Since Mr. Xi joined the group as a vice president, he hasn’t taken a vacation, but this time he didn’t go to the group for several days.”
“This thing is a little weird.”
“The most terrifying thing is that Mr. Xi and Mrs. Xi are playing tricks. You came and I went. I have never seen Mr. Xi like that.”
“By the way, was Mr. Xi acting like a baby just now?”
“Actress?”
When the two walked into the kitchen, just when I stood up, we had a particularly embarrassing encounter with each other.
They opened their mouths, hurriedly put the cups and saucers on the table, and nodded to me: “Mrs. Xi…”

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