Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Tea Personality

Chapter 119

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119 President Yan looking for dinner at night (1)

Since no one was cooking that night, Xia Bo he went to the kitchen to pick out the ingredients and prepare dinner without Luo tianlin’s permission.

But she had made him a meal before.

A woman could do anything for a man, but once the number of times increased, the man would easily take it for granted. After a long time, the sense of surprise disappeared.

This wasn’t what Shiba wanted.

She thought for a moment and only fried a medium-well eye steak for herself.

Then, he closed the refrigerator door, turned off the gas, and opened the take-out app.

When Luo tianlin smelled the fragrance coming from the first floor of the study, his tightly knitted eyebrows relaxed a little. He interrupted the business Director who was reporting on the other end of the tablet.

“Send the data to my email.”

The business services Director was stunned for a moment, but he was clearly relieved.

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Luo tianlin tapped on the screen. it’s an incomplete report. Don’t appear in my meetings next time.

The director’s face turned pale.

“Meeting dismissed.” Luo tianlin turned off the screen, got up, and left the study.

He was still wearing the black shirt he had worn during the day. He had only undid his tie and two of the buttons on his collar.

When he reached the living room on the first floor, his cold expression had already relaxed by half.

When he saw the only red wine steak on the table, his eyes became gentler than they were during the day. He looked at sherby, who was walking out with a bowl of corn soup, and smiled.

Although the little girl was noisy, she had become more sensible recently.

“What about yours?” he asked. He took off his watch with one hand. you don’t have to prepare it for me.

Xia Bo Li blinked her eyes and lowered her face appropriately to hide the strange smile that burst out of her face.

After a while, he raised his head and weakly placed the bowl on the table.

“Brother Zhai, there’s no one around in private. Can I call you that?”

Luo tianlin’s brows furrowed slightly, but he did not say anything. He took off his watch and held it in his hand, not putting it on the table.

Xia Bo he chuckled in his heart.

Was she addicted to listening to her husband or her father?

brother Zhai, this is my dinner alone. she tried her best to say this sentence as if she was a little bird and a man. Her eyelashes drooped slightly. I didn’t understand it clearly the last time. Later, I heard from mother Lin that you only eat her cooking and the dishes from a few private restaurants.

Luo tianlin frowned.

Xia Bo pursed her lips. I learned how to cook from the internet. Brother Zhai only ate it because he gave me face last time. It’s awful, right? ”

Luo tianlin’s thin lips moved. He wanted to say no, but the little girl spoke before he could.

“I ordered delivery for you today. It’s the Akino’s private kitchen that Mrs. Lin said you often eat. There are three dishes and a soup.” Xia Bo’s words were impeccable.

After she finished speaking, she sat down and moved the plate of beef eyes that Luo tianlin was staring at to her. since the delivery is here, I’ll bring it to brother Zhai’s study.

Luo tianlin’s dark eyes flickered. you don’t have to send me out next time. I ...

it’s okay, it’s not troublesome at all. The apps these days are very convenient. Shiba was very understanding.

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Luo tianlin’s face was expressionless and calm.

“Alright,” he said. But after saying that, he turned around and went upstairs.

Ten minutes later, at the entire high-level meeting, the business Director, who had just escaped death, was lectured by him for half an hour.

When she received the message from her new assistant, Lin Qi, she couldn’t help but laugh.

[ Lin Linzi: Madam, boss was in a bad mood just now. You have to be careful. ]

As expected, the things that couldn’t be obtained were always in turmoil.

At eight O ‘clock in the evening, Luo tianlin, who had lost his temper, finally heard a knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a tray of three dishes and a soup on the floor, as well as a cup of yogurt with a small note.

The handwriting on the note was delicate and it was obvious that it was written by a little girl.

“Self-made dessert, no sugar.”

Luo tianlin looked at it for a long time, and the corners of his mouth finally lifted.

A cool breeze blew into the study.

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