What is the Boss in his family? He’s a god above high, it’s no exaggeration to say he doesn’t partake in earthly things. When have you ever seen him in the kitchen? Let alone holding a spatula and cooking.
But now, not only is he holding a spatula, he’s actually wearing a pink floral apron. Lin Junyang feels like his entire world view has been shattered.
"Boss, how can you do this? If you need anything, just call on your little bro. How can you ruin your image by cooking? Do you have any idea how sad that makes me? No way, I’m going back right now to resign from my military post with Doctor Wang and come back to be your little follower."
Saying that, Lin Junyang angrily turns around to leave.
"Alright, stop the act. What do you want?" Mu Xingfeng asked with a face full of disdain.
As soon as he heard the doorbell, he knew it was him. No one else knew he stayed here over the weekend, so he confidently told An Ran to get the door.
Unexpectedly, this guy dared to mess with his little girl, and An Ran almost foolishly sold him out, so he had to come out as he couldn’t stand it anymore.
When Mu Xingfeng asked, Lin Junyang remembered what he came for, and replied seriously, "Boss, have you seen my sister?"
He went to find his sister today, and heard she drove out yesterday afternoon and didn’t come back all night. Her phone was off. She’d just been transferred to Nan’an and didn’t know anyone except him and Mu Xingfeng, so he came here to try his luck.
"No? Then where could my sister be?" Lin Junyang wailed, "She hasn’t come home all night, and with her figure, face, and charisma, what if she met some bad guys? Boss, what should we do?"
Mu Xingfeng couldn’t stand his exaggerated acting, "Even if she met bad guys, do you think they could do anything to her?"
Lin Ruonan has been learning Taekwondo since she was young, she’s a black belt. Bad guys would probably be the ones running for their lives if they met her, right?
Lin Junyang, exposed, scratched his head with a goofy smile.
"What’s that smell?" An Ran sniffed the air, unable to resist sniffing again.
"Oh no," Mu Xingfeng cursed under his breath, gave Lin Junyang a fierce glare, and turned to rush into the kitchen.
Lin Junyang blinked innocently at An Ran.
At this moment, An Ran realized too: "My sweet and sour ribs," she wailed and rushed into the kitchen.
Mu Xingfeng had already turned off the stove, looking at the pot that was once glowing with a rich red color now half-charred black. Seeing the little girl come in, he consoled her, "It’s alright, I’ll make it for you again."
"But we don’t have any more fresh ribs." An Ran pouted, her face full of grievance. Anyone would be upset to have their delicious food ruined at the last moment.
Just then, Lin Junyang’s voice came from the living room: "Delicious, Boss, did you make all this? It’s really good. After following you for over twenty years, I didn’t know you had this skill. Boss, you’re so unfair."
His words were mixed with chewing sounds. Mu Xingfeng’s face turned dark immediately. When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Lin Junyang sitting at the table, stuffing a piece of beef fillet into his mouth.
"Lin Junyang, An Ran made this for me. If you want to taste my cooking, here, this one’s for you." He said and placed the half-burnt sweet and sour ribs in front of him.
Lin Junyang looked at the delicious dishes, then at the unrecognizable dark cuisine, and pouted pitifully, "Boss, for the sake of our years of brotherhood, you can’t be this ruthless."