Chapter 239 The cook who looks better than Song Ci

  As an old mother, this is absolutely not allowed to happen!

  Qiao Yuechu squeezed a fist, and quickly cut a few pictures. After confirming that there were no problems, he sent it to Chi Wei with a one-minute voice explanation.

  Chi did not slowly click on the voice.

  After listening to the cause and effect, he turned his head abruptly and looked at Fu Shiyan.

  Old man...?

  The little girl didn't know how many times she blinked her eyes, obviously she hadn't recovered from this absurd thing.

  Instead, it was Fu Shiyan, who cleaned the porridge pot. As soon as he walked over, he met Chi Wei's weird eyes.

  Fu Shiyan had a meal, and his expression was somewhat inexplicable.

  Chi Wei did not shy away, his gaze fell on Fu Shiyan's body, and he carefully looked at the person from top to bottom, from left to right, and then—rarely laughed out.

  Fu Shiyan: "..."

   Fu Shiyan’s confusion is more obvious.

   Still Chi Wei kindly handed over the phone, which answered his doubts.

  The man's brows gradually frowned, and his expression became a little bit more unbelievable.

  And Chi Wei, after seeing that Fu Shiyan had understood the matter, he relentlessly reached out and retrieved the phone, typing slowly and explaining it to Qiao Yuechu.

  【Not a big shot. 】

  【Former student, current cook. 】

  Qiao Yuechu, who is holding her mobile phone tightly: "...?"

   Suddenly, Qiao Yuechu seemed to have thought of something, and patted her thigh: "The cook you said is better-looking than Song Ci?"

  Qiao Yuechu is a particularly vengeful person, but he hasn't forgotten that Song Ningshuang and Song Ci came home the next day after picking them up.

  It’s okay to look down on her baby, Weiwei, and she has to continue to be a baby with Chi Wan. At that time, Weiwei’s sentence was—not as good as my chef.

  Xu is because this answer is really exquisite. Qiao Yuechu remembered it in her heart for a long time, even if she hasn’t forgotten it so far, and because of this, she quickly remembered it.

  Chi Wei: [Hmm. 】

   hasn’t given another reply yet, Qiao Yuechu is worried again over there: [Woo woo woo, but how should a cook explain it for you...]

  I can’t say that, in fact, I just came to cook a meal for Miss Chi, which is not what everyone thinks?

  Qiao Yuechu felt that this picture was a bit spicy.

   Then, as if she had remembered something, her tone became more solemn: [Weiwei, you promise mom, never read those online comments! It depends, it will be later! 】

  【By the way, is there any photo of that nice cook~\\(≧▽≦)/~】

  She is about to take out her private money, go to Weibo to deal with those spam comments, and create a beautiful network environment for her daughter. By the way, she wants to see how beautiful the chef is.

  Chi Wei: [Good...]

【no photo. 】

  Although I don’t know why I can’t read it, Chi Wei originally didn’t plan to read the comments. After the bowl of porridge was finished, she would lie down and rest, regain her energy as soon as possible, and quickly return to work to complete the experiment.

  Don’t want to drag for a moment.

  It is Fu Shiyan, who has clicked on Weibo's comment.

  The man's expression was dreadful, and his eyes were always inattentive, bringing a bit of coolness.

  Then the next second, I was knocked on the head.

   "My mom called you, please clarify."

  (End of this chapter)