Chapter 2721

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and thought about Chen Jun's usual tastes. It seemed that he didn't have any particular favorite food.

So I randomly searched for some home-cooked dishes from the Internet.

After comparison, I finally found two simple ones.

Hot and sour potato shreds and home-style stir-fried pork.

Although it seems simple, it is not easy for Huang Ying, who has never cooked since she was a child.

The potato shreds were cut thicker than your fingers, and you accidentally cut your hands during the process.

Blood instantly poured out from the opening, staining several chopped potato shreds red.

Huang Ying hurriedly stretched out her other hand, picked up the soiled potato shreds and threw them into the trash can.

Then he endured the pain and turned on the faucet, put his fingers under it and rinsed it.

Looking at the red color flowing out of the pool, she bit her lower lip hard. Why did she have to cook for that bastard mayor Chen Jun?

Didn't you just order a takeaway for her?

What's so touching about this.

He turned off the faucet and walked outside. After going outside to find a bandage, he gritted his teeth and turned around and walked back.

Huh, she doesn't care about that petty mayor.

She just doesn't want to owe him a favor, right, that's it.

He curled his lips and picked up the kitchen knife on the sink again.

After struggling for nearly two hours and burning it once, I finally managed to cook these two dishes.

Although the potatoes still looked as thick as legs and the stir-fried pork was a little burnt, this was the first time she had cooked.

He should feel honored.

In order to avoid the situation in those bloody dramas where the food is so unpalatable that the male protagonist pretends to be delicious, Huang Ying specially tasted it.

Well, except that it doesn’t look good, it tastes okay.

The first time she cooked rice, she was a genius.

Huang Ying hummed a little tune, put the food in the bowl, and then covered it.

After washing his hands, he went to the outer office again, just waiting for him to come back.

His legs were crossed on the handle of the chair, and he sat in front of the desk in boredom, holding on to the handle of the chair and turning it around and around.

However, while spinning in circles, he accidentally kicked down all the information on the table that Lang Feng had just compiled.

Looking at the messy information scattered along the way, thinking of what Langfeng had just said, Huang Ying hurriedly stood up and knelt down to pack her things.

After hurriedly packing for a long time, I finally got all the information packed away.

Just as he was about to stand up holding the information, his eyes accidentally saw the last drawer under the table, which was slightly opened.

Through the small gap, you can see what seems to be a photo of a girl in the drawer.

Huang Ying endured it, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity. She held the information in one hand and opened the drawer in front of her with the other hand.

A girl in a pink skirt, with a bright and slightly shy smile on her delicate face.

Beautiful, youthful and lively.

Who is this girl?

Why did Chen Jun put her photo in the drawer?

Is it the girl he likes?

It must be, if not, how could Chen Jun put an irrelevant photo of a girl in the drawer with his personality.

Moreover, judging from the yellowish color of this photo, this photo must be quite old.

Thinking of this, Huang Ying felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

There was no time to think about why she felt uncomfortable.

A low roar mixed with anger suddenly sounded at the door.

"What are you doing? Who gave you permission to rummage through my things?"