Chapter 2680： His silent guardian (3)

Work diary?

Shan Tingye was startled, opened the file in his hand, glanced around, and found that it was really her notes.

It is densely packed, recording her whole day’s work, including her supervisor’s orders, things she doesn’t understand, and even part of her thoughts on the job...

She is really serious in completing the task, not perfunctory.

And she is very smart. Looking at her summary above, she not only learned about the work of the planning department, but also discovered some tips to make work easier.

At the end, Shan Tingye's eyes tightened slightly, staring firmly at a sketch on it.

She was so busy that she fell asleep as soon as she got in the car, and she still had time to draw a sketch secretly.

Just a few simple strokes, it outlines a human figure, looking at the layout of the scene, it seems to be sitting on a dining table...

Shan Tingye was taken aback, looked a few more times, a white light flashed in his mind, and then looked at the sketch in his hand, his heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

This is the picture of him eating with her at noon, and she actually painted it.

Even if he only sketched a contour, she still outlines his demeanor... Shan Tingye stared at the sketch in his hand firmly, feeling indescribable in his heart.

"Master, Master...Should we go back now?"

Yao looked at Shan Tingye who looked wrong, and asked in a low voice.

Shan Tingye regained his senses abruptly and put down Xiao Meimei’s work diary, but what she said when she first got in the car flashed in her mind.

She ate a sandwich for dinner. Will she wake up hungry in the middle of the night?

Shan Ting's eyes flashed wildly, walked to the refrigerator, stretched out his hand to open the refrigerator, glanced at it, and closed the refrigerator door again.

"Go to the supermarket and buy me some ingredients for porridge."

"……"

Yao was startled, and immediately nodded, "Subordinates understand."

Yao moved quickly, and according to Shan Tingye’s request, he bought back all the ingredients he wanted and put them in the kitchen.

Seeing Shan Tingye stepping forward, he quickly said respectfully, "Master, this kind of thing is fine."

"No, it's getting late, you go back first, don't wait for me." Shan Tingye picked up the chicken and walked to the faucet to prepare for cleaning.

"Master..."

Yao stared at Shan Tingye who was about to cook by himself.

I wanted to say something, after thinking about it, I respectfully turned and left.

Chicken porridge must be cooked first, let it cool, and then the chicken can be peeled into strips one by one and put in to make the porridge.

The porridge cooked in this way is sweet and delicious.

is the process is more troublesome.

Shan Tingye did this for the first time. While busy working, he also called Qin Youxuan, who was far away in China, to ask for advice.

Fortunately, there is a time difference. At this time, it is daytime in China, otherwise his father will beat him again.

"Why do you remember that you started cooking, the chef in the villa is not to your liking?" On the other end of the phone, Qin Youxuan's voice was very soft, with a trace of worry.

She said, before Shan Tingye could answer, he heard another cold snort on the other end of the phone, and then Shan Hanjie's dissatisfied voice.

"He's such an adult, you have to worry about this little thing, let him starve to death!"

"Shan Hanjie, don't always run on my son!"

"Yes, yes, he is your son, not mine, is there me besides your son in your eyes?" Shan Hanjie said jealously.