Chatper 713 (1/2)

do the laundry?

Song Weiwei naturally didn't want to, but, before coming, Alice's driver warned her that she didn't want to provoke trouble here, and if it makes people uncomfortable to target, don't conflict with others.

Thinking of this, Song Weiwei suppressed his dissatisfaction and nodded expressionlessly.

The two girls immediately smiled when they heard the words, put on their lipstick and went out.

It wasn't until later that Song Weiwei found out that when they went out at night, they were dealing with different men to earn extra money.

Unable to communicate with the outside world, she can only focus on the URA itself.

It's just that he just arrived, and he's that Yinuo's exclusive chef, Song Weiyi doesn't even have a chance to go out.

Three days, coming soon.

Yan Yinuo, who was invited by Duke, also came.

Song Weiyi saw Yan Yinuo himself, and guessed correctly, she was indeed a very beautiful Chinese girl.

And Duke, who was courting this girl, had obviously fallen under Yan Yinuo's pomegranate skirt.

"Yinuo, this time I invited a Chinese chef, the dishes must be very suitable for your taste." Duke said to Yan Yinuo happily, where is the irritable look?

Contrary to his initiative, Yan Yinuo's performance was very cold, and he looked like a cold beauty.

"Really?" Her response was clearly nonchalant.

Song Weiyi was standing next to her. She was not like Duke. Song Weiyi could see clearly that Miss Yan Yinuo's brows were always frowning.

This shows that she didn't come here on wishful thinking at all.

Song Weiyi also wondered why Miss Yan Yinuo, who looked elegant and noble, would be with a URA cancer like Duke.

cancer?

She lowered her head abruptly. Such words must not come out of her mouth, otherwise her life will be lost.

"Yes, I've tried it, and it's really authentic, better than any Chinese restaurant in Los Angeles."

Duke couldn't help talking, feeling that his face had grown a lot.

In order to please the beauty, he waved at Song Weiyi again.

"Lisa, come here."

Then, looking at Yan Yinuo again, he asked with a smile, "Yinuo, what do you want to eat? Just order from her."

"American?" Like Duke, Yan Yinuo had no doubts about Song Weiyi's current equipment, but he also doubted Song Weiyi's cooking skills.

"Don't underestimate her, she grew up in China." Duke folded his hands confidently.

"Then you can cook a few dishes casually, and make them lighter."

Song Weiyi respectfully said yes.

Lighter? Didn't you say you like spicy food?

With this question in mind, she walked into the kitchen, thinking about what to cook.

This time is no more difficult than the last Duke's inspection, so it's not easy to pass.

There must be soup.

Song Weiyi thought about it, and decided to make pine nut corn, steamed pork ribs, tomato scrambled eggs and a few light dishes.

In this weather, drinking some chicken soup is also a good choice.

An hour and forty minutes later, Song's only dishes were all out of the pan.

On the table.

The only chicken soup Song uses is black-bone chicken, and some medicinal materials such as wolfberry and Codonopsis are added to nourish yin and nourish the lungs.

After boiling for more than an hour, the fire is just right, sweet and delicious.

Sure enough, Yan Yinuo's first sight was the chicken soup.

The result was within Song's only expectation.