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By the time Zhong Luozhan returned, Xia Xiaomin had finished cleaning the villa. Zhong Luozheng was very satisfied with the villa.

"Xia Xiaomin!" Zhong Luozhan shouted out loud. Seeing that no one answered him, he shouted a few more times, but no one answered.

Could it be that Xia Xiaomin wasn't here?

If she didn't wait for him to come back, then where was she?

Zhong Luozheng felt annoyed. He went upstairs to his room and walked past Xia Xiaomin's room. The door was closed, as if there was a sound coming from inside.

Pushing the door open and entering, he saw that she was wearing earphones and was mumbling out French words.

She was learning French? Was it for him? Could it be that she wanted to communicate with him so that she could learn from him? Thinking this way, Zhong Luozheng's previous displeasure was completely forgotten. He stepped forward and pulled off her earpiece.

"What are you doing?" Angry at the interruption, Xia Xiaomin stood up to snatch the earphones.

"It's no use learning French like this." Zhong Luozheng looked at her proudly, "Do you want me to teach you?"

Xia Xiaomin knew his reaction would be like this. She glared at him from the bottom of her heart, as if looking down on him. "No need."

Zhong Luozhuang was baffled. He had been kind enough to teach her, so why didn't she want him?

Zhong Luozheng decided to take it slowly. "Hey, what are you doing learning French?"

"None of your business!" Xia Xiaomin put on her headphones and ignored him.

"Xia Xiaomin, I'll answer your question. Do you still want to practice in the kitchen?" Zhong Luochen took off her earpiece once again, as if this was a very fun game.

He only knew how to threaten others! Zhong Luozhan, that's all you can do!

Xia Xiaomin despised him in her heart, and replied, "I want to divorce my husband. I have to learn French."

Zhong Luozhan's face immediately darkened.

Divorce? He didn't even say he wanted a divorce, but she actually asked for one first? How could he, Zhong Luozhuang, be asked for a divorce? If word of this got out, they would be the laughing stock!

"He didn't treat you well?" Zhong Luochen intentionally asked.

Think about it, he had done nothing but kick her out. Besides, if she wasn't greedy for money, he wouldn't have accepted this kind of blind marriage. It was her fault first, so how did he get her to hate him?

Xia Xiaoming was furious at the thought of being chased out. "Of course not! I'll just assume he's dead!"

This girl cursed him to die again!

"Xia Xiaomin, go change the bedsheets on my bed." Zhong Luozheng snarled at Xia Xiaomin with a dark face.

"Now?" It was dark.

"Right, hurry up and go! "If you don't go this month, your salary will be deducted."

Xia Xiaomin was confused by his anger. Did she say something about her husband? Why did he suddenly get angry? I didn't curse him to die, really!

"Xia Xiaomin, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go!"

Xia Xiaomin ran out to change his bedsheet and bedclothes into new ones.

"Yes." Zhong Luozhuang stood at the door and said to her.

"It's already dark today. I'll help you wash tomorrow."

"No!" Now, wash your hands! " After saying that, Zhong Luozhuang walked back to his room and closed the door.

Bang!

Very loud, very violent.

Xia Xiaomin walked into the bathroom with a bundle of sheets in her arms, scrubbing the covers in frustration.

Half an hour later, Xia Xiaomin knocked on Zhong Luozheng's study door.

"Boss Zhong, what do you want to eat?" This time, Xia Xiaomin learned to be a good girl. She asked him first, to save herself the trouble of picking out the bones from the chicken.

"Whatever you want." Zhong Luochen leaned on the sofa and stared at the TV.

Xia Xiaomin shook her head. "Eh, you should say it. I don't want it to be too much for your taste."

"Xia Xiaomin, you're scolding me for being hard to serve, aren't you?" Zhong Luozheng jumped down from the sofa and grabbed Xia Xiaomin's chin.

Xia Xiaomin took a step back in shock. This man was too angry. "No, I'm going to do it."

Xia Xiaomin prepared six dishes and served them to them.

Zhong Luozhan only glanced at him for a second, then ordered coldly, "No, redo it."

"Director Zhong, there's no braised tomato or vegetables today, so why aren't you eating?" Xia Xiaomin was patient and wanted to reason with him.

"If I say that I won't eat it, then I won't eat it. Pour it out and try again."

In the end, it proved that Zhong Luozheng was unreasonable.

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He cooked three times, eighteen dishes in a row, yet he was not satisfied with any of them.

Xia Xiaomin was so aggrieved she was on the verge of tears. He was here to torment her. Had she done that badly? You don't want to eat it with just one look? Bastard, Zhong Luozhen, you're going to starve to death …

Ah!

He didn't know if it was a retribution or not, but the moment Xia Xiaomin scolded Zhong Luochen, her fingers were cut off by a knife while she was cutting the vegetables.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Luozheng threw down the remote control and ran into the kitchen. He saw Xia Xiaomin clutching her left index finger, tears streaming down her face.

Zhong Luozhan glanced at her unhappily, "You're so stupid, can you be a chef? Whoever marries you would have offended the King of Hell in his previous life. "

Xia Xiaomin pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Does it hurt that much?" Zhong Luochen frowned, took out his phone and dialed a number, "Zhou Lin, come to my house in 5 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Luozhan walked over to her and took her hand, then somehow put it in his mouth.

It was said that saliva was a good disinfectant. Zhong Luozheng didn't think too much about it, and the tip of his wet tongue licked the wound on her finger.

Xia Xiaomin was shocked. She felt numb and wanted to pull out her finger, but Zhong Luozhuang refused.

Such a gesture was too intimate. Xia Xiaomin swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "I'm fine. It's just that chilli is a little spicy …"

Not tears of pain, just chili?

Zhong Luozheng paused, looked down at her with a complicated gaze, and then gently released her fingers.

Her fingers were finally free. Xia Xiaomin smiled awkwardly. She couldn't say that the boss was making a big fuss out of nothing.

However, why did his gaze suddenly turn cold and his brows knitted together?

Xia Xiaomin pursed her lips. The truth would have made people uncomfortable. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have said it.

Zhong Luozheng turned around and left. Xia Xiaomin thought he was angry, so she kept cutting the vegetables with her finger.

"Put down the blade!"

Xia Xiaomin suddenly heard Zhong Luozheng shout behind her, and she was so frightened that she quickly stopped.

He didn't think that Zhong Luozhuang would actually bring back a Band-Aid. Carefully tearing the package open, he grabbed her fingers and prepared to place it on her.

When Zhou Lin arrived and saw this scene, he was stunned.

When had he ever seen Zhong Luozheng like this? Since when did this young master do such a service?

After deliberately coughing, Zhou Lin said, "I'm here. If you stick a Band-Aid now, I'll have to tear it off in a minute. "

Zhou Lin and Zhong Luozhan had been good friends for many years. Their interaction was simple, and he never had to worry about Zhong Luozhan's identity.

However, this did not mean that Zhong Luozheng would not express his dissatisfaction with him!

Zhong Luozheng's hand, which was holding the Band-Aid, stopped in mid-air. The first magnificent feat of bandaging a wound in his life was strangled in the cradle just like that. Thus, Zhong Luozheng grabbed the Band-Aid and threw it into the trash can. He coldly snorted and said, "You brat, you came at the right time, right?"

Zhou Lin smiled elegantly, "That's right. Didn't someone say he would be here in 5 minutes?"

Zhong Luozhan stared at Zhou Lin for a while, then finally said, "Hurry up and treat her, don't let her blood dirty my floor."

Xia Xiaomin pursed her lips. Why was this man so heartless!

However, Zhou Lin seemed to have understood something. He nodded his head, opened the medical kit he brought with him, and came over to take a look at Xia Xiaomin's wound.

He had a smile on his face the entire time, and joked, "Zhong Luozheng is like this, he has a sharp tongue and a rotten heart. Unlike me, tofu mouth is sharp. "So, you don't have to mind."

"Cut the crap, hurry up and bandage it!" Zhong Luozhan glared at Zhou Lin in dissatisfaction.

Xia Xiaomin laughed softly at his teasing. She felt that Zhou Lin was cheerful and funny, and was a lot friendlier than Zhong Luozhuang. Therefore, she wasn't as reserved as she was before. She sized Zhou Lin up in an open manner.

Although Xia Xiaomin didn't know his identity, his handsome appearance, graceful movements, and clothes made it clear that he must be some other family's young master.

Zhou Lin didn't mind being examined by Xia Xiaomin. He helped her heal her wounds, and introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Zhou Lin, Duo Mu Lin, and I'm on a boat in a canoe." "What's your name?"

"You talk too much!" How did you become a chief surgeon? " Zhong Luozheng cut off Xia Xiaomin's gossip before she could speak.

Zhou Lin didn't get annoyed. He replied Xia Xiaomin with an "You don't need to care about him" expression and continued to ask, "What's your name?"

Xia Xiaomin glanced back and forth between Zhong Luozheng and Zhou Lin, and finally decided to save some face for the doctor.

"Hello, my name is Xia Xiaomin …" "Aaaah!"

Just when Zhou Lin was applying medicine on her, Xia Xiaomin let out a slight gasp of pain.

"Can't you be a little more gentle!" Zhong Luochen snappily said.

Zhou Lin smiled as he continued to lighten his actions. This was the first time Zhong Luozheng had gotten angry because of a woman; it was just too interesting.

After a while, Xia Xiaomin heard Zhou Lin say, "Alright. Tomorrow, ask Zhong Luozhuang to change your medicine, it should be ready in two days. During this time, try not to let the wound get wet. "

"Thank you." Xia Xiaomin looked gratefully at Zhou Lin. It turned out that Zhong Luozheng also knew people who were gentle and gentle.

Zhou Lin smiled and said, "Don't be polite with me, I'm afraid that I will be chased down by Zhong Luozheng."

"If you know, then hurry up and f * ck off!" Zhong Luochen harrumphed.

Zhou Lin patted Zhong Luozheng's shoulder, waved goodbye to Xia Xiaomin, and left.

Now, Xia Xiaomin's fingers were wrapped like dumplings. She couldn't touch the water, and she couldn't cook anymore.

She thought for a moment. "Director Zhong, your dinner …" There was nothing left to see.

As Xia Xiaomin spoke, she was staring at Zhong Luozheng's face. If he still wanted her to cook, Xia Xiaomin swore in her heart that she would curse him for eating too much!

Zhong Luozhan only acknowledged, he didn't say anything else.

He walked into the kitchen, carrying the eighteen dishes Xia Xiaomin had prepared earlier, and stuffed them into the microwave.

Xia Xiaomin was surprised. "Aren't these suitable for you?"