After staying in the room for a while, Sheng Quege heard something moving downstairs.

In the evening, the servants came to cook dinner, and it was just the time.

Living assistant Xiao Cui will sync all He Yuchao's itinerary to the servants to ensure that He Yuchao can taste delicious and healthy food on time when he plans to eat at home.

Sheng Quege went downstairs to see the cook. He wanted to learn a few tricks from professionals, so he was stealing his skills next to him.

"The ingredients prepared for the young master must be very particular. When cooking, the heat is a little less, and the young master can pick it out..." Chef Zhang Bo tirelessly imparts his experience, Sheng Quege listened carefully next to him, and looked like a good student.

Sheng Quege thought of what he made that time and sighed: "So he couldn't get used to it that time."

"The young master doesn't want to disappoint you either. It's him who value you."

Sheng Quege asked again without comment: "Uncle Zhang, how long have you been working with him?"

"To be precise, it should have been for how long he had been serving in the He family." Uncle Zhang roughly calculated the time and after he had achieved success in his studies, he became a full-time chef of the He family. Later, he was taken out by He Yuchao. In addition to serving him, he also served as the chef in a five-star hotel.

"You've seen him when he was a child?" Sheng Quege suddenly became very interested.

What would He Yuchao, who was a little bitch, look like?

Now this man who is so powerful that he is invincible, he exists like a god. What kind of experience did he have in the past?

Sheng Que Ge couldn't even imagine it.

After hearing her question, Zhang Bo said in a nostalgic tone: "I'm also considered watching the young master grow up..."

However, he did not explain in detail. He never said a word about it all his life in the He family. Since the person who asked this question now has an extraordinary position in the young master's heart...

When He Yuchao entered the door, the dinner had already finished cooking, and Sheng Quege sat at the dining table and waved at him.

The man's frowns as he was working suddenly unfolded, and the hard contour softened.

He took off his coat and walked to Sheng Quege.

Sheng Quege looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

He Yuchao said nothing, his eyes were very dark.

"You should have something to say."

"What, what..."

Sheng Quege was a little nervous.

When her heart beats pounding, He Yuchao suddenly squats down and his eyes are parallel to her.

"Since I want to thank me for my help, I just thank you. Isn't it sincere enough?"

Sheng Quege glared: "Then you said on the phone that it was all my credit!"

"There were still subordinates at that time." The man was confident and began to ask for compensation.

“So…what should I do?”

He Yuchao held her hand and kneaded it in his palm: "Think about it."

His bewitching tone made Sheng Quege a little confused, but she was really clueless.

I don’t know where the inspiration came from, Sheng Quege raised his tone and said, “I’ll give you a gift?”

There was a faint smile on the man's lips: "It's OK."

......it's OK?

So what he originally wanted wasn't this?

What is that?

But He Yu Chaodian was no longer going on to the topic, and he went upstairs to change clothes and take a shower with her promise to give her a gift.

While Sheng Quege was still thinking hard, a loud noise came from the building, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground.

She was about to go and take a look, but she found that the man who had just stepped up had come downstairs again.

He Yu strides to Sheng Quege, and the smile on his previous face completely disappeared, replaced by a cold and blue face.

A dark storm was brewing in his eyes...

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Chapter completed!