Nalan Chunbo took out the previously ordered ingredients from the refrigerator and said, "now there is a new type of service mode, such as the president's room. When you book a room, you will be asked whether you need to use the kitchen, and the necessary ingredients will be prepared in advance. You know, now people are more and more aware of self enjoyment, So the service industry naturally needs to provide the most comprehensive services to be able to afford their price of tens of thousands a day. "

Wen Shan

Wenshan leaned against the kitchen door and looked up at the ceiling board. "Suddenly, she wanted to perform the big stone on her chest."

Back then, her father almost knelt down for hundreds of yuan, and now she lives in a hotel room of tens of thousands of yuan a night.

Nalan Chunbo looked back at Wenshan, and then dealt with the shrimp in his hand, "since you can't sleep, let's talk about what you're doing now, or I think you'll never let go."

Mentioning this, Wenshan finally straightens herself up and goes to Nalan Chunbo to ask for help. Nalan Chunbo gives her the shrimp and asks her to deal with the shrimp line. She plans to make the simplest boiled shrimp for her.

"First of all, I must be the child of my parents. Secondly, that kid and Ding Junqi are very similar, so it should not be my brother's child. Is it really a coincidence?"

"Why don't you go back and check the DNA?" Nalan Chunbo spoke frankly.

"No, I'm afraid." Wenshan quickly opens her mouth and interrupts Nalan Chunbo's words. What should she do if she finds something?

Nalan Chunbo glanced at her. "Although the probability is almost zero, it is possible to have one in 100 million people. The probability of seven billion people in the world does not exist at all."

"But you don't know, I specially ran home and took my photos from my primary school, almost the same." Wen Shan pursed her lips and said, a long shrimp line was picked out.

"So, DNA testing is the most direct way."

"That's a sentence!" Wenshan was annoyed.

Nalan Chunbo cut the ginger slices, then put them into the pot, added water and cooking wine, salt and chopped scallion, then covered the pot and looked at Wenshan, "that's the most direct way, nervous and a result. What do you want?"

"Nervous."

Nalan Chunbo

Well, his little girl is a different person.

"What are you going to do?" Nalan Chunbo continued to ask with a good temper.

Wenshan handed the prawns to Nalan Chunbo after picking the shrimp line. He watched him put the prawns in after the water boiled. A moment later, the prawns turned red. Nalan Chunbo filled the prawns out and put them on a plate. Then he handed the sauce to Wenshan, "I'll make something else for you."

Wenshan looked down at the red prawns in order. She didn't add any seasoning, which kept the original taste of prawns. Now it's just a good snack.

It's just that Nalan Chunbo's action reminds Wenshan that when she was a child, her mother would find snacks for her every time before cooking. She would wait for a while to eat.

She felt that Nalan Chunbo treated her like a baby.

Before cooking, make her some snacks and let her wait for dinner.

"After I go back, I want to ask Ding Junhui about the kid." After all, I don't know Ding Junqi, so I'm sorry to go to Ding Junqi.

Just to see Ding Junhui?

Nalan Chunbo looks back at Wenshan, his eyes are not very kind.