"Do you want to have a meal?"

Li Yan suddenly realized that Jiang Meng had not dripped rice since she entered the hospital yesterday.

“Okay~”

Jiang Meng lay lazily on the sofa, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that it was really good to have someone to take care of her.

Just the one below the building came. In short, he couldn't remember to name it. There were six female assistants alone, but the female secretary had not been included.

If the secretary is included, I am afraid that it can form a strengthening order

Jiang Meng has to deeply admire this.

However, the assistant's affairs need to be put aside first.

He felt that there was no need for this before, but after this car accident, Jiang Meng began to reflect seriously and felt that it was time to strengthen the security power around him.

Li Cheng, the son of Li Jia, a wealthy man from Xiangjiang, China, was kidnapped because his vehicle was forced to stop and eventually spent billions of dollars to redeem it from the kidnappers.

If yesterday's car accident was deliberately done, then Jiang Meng would have no power to fight back and would have to be slaughtered like a little sheep.

Let’s find some time to ask other residents in the building to see if they can recommend several reliable security companies to themselves.

"Jiang Meng, what else is there in your house besides rice?" Li Yan's incredible voice came from the kitchen.

"Well"

Jiang Meng pondered for a while: "There are also pickles, salted radishes that I pickled with my own hands."

"Pickled vegetables! Headache!" Li Yan rubbed his swollen temples, his face speechless.

"Actually we can order takeaway!"

Jiang Meng added.

"Shut up!"

"OK."

Half an hour later, the smell of rice porridge floated out of the kitchen.

Li Yan walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of porridge, and at the same time, her face showed an unbelievable expression.

Because Jiang Meng's family has nothing but rice, she can only make porridge. Li Yan had never thought about steaming rice, but the problem is that you also need vegetables with rice.

After drinking the porridge, Jiang Meng saw Li Yan yawning and knew that she should be very tired, so she cleaned up the guest bedroom and asked her to go and rest for a while first.

After placing Li Yan, Jiang Meng found a thin blanket to cover her body and followed Xiaotian.

Time flies in a flash.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

"woke up."

Jiang Meng, who was watching TV, looked up and found that Li Yan was walking out of the house rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Li Yan nodded: "Yes."

"Do you remember the last time I told you that I had a very good cooking skills?"

Jiang Meng reminded.

Li Yan fell into deep thought, and seemed to have an impression in his mind, and then said word by word: "Oh! That's the last time?"

Seeing her remembering, Jiang Meng smiled and said, "So, it's still time to change her decision now."

"The decision remains unchanged."

Li Yan said firmly.

"I like to change other people's decisions." Jiang Meng showed a confident smile on her face.

After cleaning up, Jiang Meng and Li Yan went downstairs to a life supermarket near Blue Ocean Garden, and purchased a lot of ingredients and also bought all the ingredients they needed.

In the kitchen, Jiang Meng wore apron while Li Yan leaned against the door. Until now, she still doubted whether Jiang Meng could cook.

Why did she dare to be sure that Jiang Meng can’t cook?

Very simple, detailed.

The kitchen utensils are complete, but all of them are brand new unopened kitchen utensils.

From the moment she walked into the kitchen in the morning, she was sure that Jiang Meng would not know anything except cooking porridge.

Seeing Jiang Meng clean the ingredients quickly, and soon, the clean ingredients were placed on each specific plate.

"The oil smoke is very big in a while, I'm going to close the door!"

Because it is Chinese food, it is inevitable that there is too much oil smoke in the cooking, which will be very choking.

Under Jiang Meng's urging, Li Yan left the kitchen.

Not long afterwards, the fragrance of the dish came from the kitchen.

At the same time, Li Yan showed a surprised expression on his face. Jiang Meng really knows how to cook.

At this time, Jiang Meng's voice came from the kitchen: "Come and serve the food."

Li Yan didn't have time to think too much, and as soon as he entered, he almost got choked to death. He took the sweet and sour steak handed over by Jiang Meng and quickly retreated.

Two hours later, Jiang Meng walked out of the kitchen with the last fried spring roll.

At this time, the dining table was already filled with various dishes, including sweet and sour rice rolls, white chop chicken, fried shrimp with cashew nuts, fried lily with celery, diced Kung Pao chicken, sour soup fat beef, braised pork, fried shrimp, pine nuts and chanson fish, and colorful shrimp slices.

"Aren't you letting you eat first?" Jiang Meng found that there were quite a few dishes on the table.

Li Yan blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, but I was playing with my phone just now, so can I eat it now?"

"Your saliva is almost flowing out." Jiang Meng looked at her with disgust.

"Hehe~"

Li Yan smiled embarrassedly, held the chopsticks and anxiously picked up the sweet and sour rice that she had been staring at for two hours, put it in her mouth and chewed it for two bites, and a satisfied expression suddenly appeared on her face.

"How is it?" Jiang Meng did not move her chopsticks.

"Brother, I'll be bowed to you!"

Li Yan bowed, and at the same time showed a sincere expression of consent.

Unexpectedly, the dishes made by Jiang Meng were so delicious, and she was completely impressed by Jiang Meng's cooking skills.

"Actually, this only exerts my strength of three or four out of ten." Jiang Meng was really not bragging. According to the memory in her mind, the natural gas at home is not as good as the Chinese chef's cooking.

Due to the limitations of the venue, Jiang Meng thought it was OK to do this level.

"Why don't you eat?" Li Yan asked in confusion when he found that Jiang Meng had not moved his chopsticks.

"Maybe it's because the kitchen is too hot, so I have no appetite." Jiang Meng could only explain this.

"Then you go and have a rest?" Li Yan said worriedly.

"You've just eaten a few bites."

Jiang Meng saw Li Yan's concern, so she could only use her chopsticks to pick up a mouthful of celery and put it in her mouth, and deliberately showed it to her.

"It doesn't matter if you eat again later." Li Yan decisively put down his chopsticks and forced Jiang Meng to get up from the chair.

Jiang Meng showed helplessness on his face. He was really fine, but when Li Yan forced himself to pull him down, he could only return to the room and lay on the bed. He really wanted to be sleepy.

I lie down for three hours, and when Jiang Meng wakes up again, it is already ten o'clock in the evening.

When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw that the living room was empty, and it was obvious that Li Yan had left early.

Seeing the dishes on the dining table being squinted on the plate, Jiang Meng suddenly felt a feeling of hunger.

He was about to heat up these evening dishes, so he lifted the plate with his hands. As soon as he lifted it, he found that there were at least half of the dishes inside.

The same is true for the second and third sets.

Jiang Meng was very happy at this moment, at least indirectly proving that his cooking skills were still perfect.

After all the dishes were heated, it was so simple to solve the supper.

After dinner, Jiang Meng received a message from Liu Qing. It turned out that the tailor he invited from abroad was going to the Magic City for a lot of money.

Customization takes time, so arrange their next residence.

This is simple, just throw it at Changqing Hotel.
Chapter completed!