Women's Struggle to Change Their Destiny
Unique Style
The next day, under the mentorship of Jian Yu, Wang Yunmei was admitted to the First Hospital in Baiyun City.
Regarding the wound on Jian Yu's face, Wang Yunmei was shocked upon seeing it. However, Jian Yu acted magnanimously and admitted that he had been fighting with someone at the bar. It was just a superficial wound, so it was no big deal.
Even so, Wang Yunmei still urged him not to create any trouble outside. Fortunately, he still understood his son. Although his heart ached, he did not say much.
Since Jian Ai had to go to school and Wang Yunmei was afraid that his illness would affect Jian Ai's lessons, he specifically instructed Jian Ai not to pay frequent visits to the hospital.
Jian Ai was also very obedient. She would only go to the hospital to accompany her mother on weekends. Most importantly, with Xiao Zhen around, he naturally felt relieved. Moreover, Xiao Zhen would call her every day to report her mother's condition. Even if he did not go to the hospital, he would understand the situation very well.
After school on Friday, Jian Ai received a call from Bai Zhou. He had taken her out for dinner and talked about the company project.
She had planned to visit her mother in the hospital, but she remembered that the next day was a weekend, so she agreed to meet Bai Zhou.
However, the place they were eating right now was not the restaurant outside, but in Bai Zhou's house.
“The smell is so good!”
As soon as he entered, the smell of delicious food greeted him. Jian Ai could not help but take a deep breath, and she immediately felt hungry.
Bai Zhou was wearing casual home clothes and sandals. He reached out to take Jian Ai's bag and hung it near the door for her. Then, he smiled and said, “Culinary skills Chi Yang has been certified by the International Food Association. He is an authentic three-star Michelin chef.”
Jian Ai was shocked. “Bulkah?”
“Of course.” Bai Zhou bright fox eyes curled as she smiled and teased, “Why else should I take her with me?”
At this moment, the dining table was filled with all kinds of dishes. They were all very beautiful, and each of them was as beautiful as a work of art. Only then did Jian Ai trust Bai Zhou words and sincerely apologize to Chi Yang in her heart. This was because he had always thought that Chi Yang's greatest use was driving for Bai Zhou. He had not expected that he would have such amazing skills and hidden skills that were so practical.
“Sect Master!” Chi Yang came out of the kitchen with a white porcelain pot. When he saw Jian Ai, he greeted her.
“Pfft...” Jian Ai looked up and saw Chi Yang wearing a flower apron. He couldn't help but laugh. The apron was white and had colorful flowers and a red heart imprinted on it.
Although Chi Yang was fair and gentle, he did not have the appearance of a girl like Bai Zhou. Instead, he had a 100% male face%. He then wore an apron that made a girl's heart explode. It's not in place but it's also funny.
“Your style is so unique!” Jian Ai tease.
When Chi Yang heard this, he could not help but stare bitterly at his master. The complaints in his eyes almost overflowed.
Obviously, as a normal man, he would only take the initiative to wear such an apron if his head was clamped by the door. It was because his master said that the renovation of this house was too cold and wanted to add some color. In the end, he bought seven flower aprons for her and ordered her to change into different clothes every day.
If the house is cold, paint the walls or change the furniture. Why should he add color to it?
Of course, even if Chi Yang dared to get angry, he did not dare to say anything. His respect for Bai Zhou was no less than Bai Zhou's respect for Jian Ai.
Therefore, as a seven-foot-tall man, he would walk around the house with colorful aprons every day.