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Qin An Nuan did not expect Gong Ying to ask for thanks. After being startled for a few seconds, she smiled: "My culinary skills are not bad, how about I make you a meal to thank you?"

"I will be back tonight, don't let me down!" Gong Ying did not like the change in his heart, so he stood up with a cold face and walked out.

Qin An Nuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he said don't disappoint him? So nervous.

She did not know how to cook or what dishes to cook, in order to not disappoint him, it seemed like she would have to consult her butler, Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was busy organizing the information in the workshop, and seeing Qin An Nuan looking into his brain, knocking on the door, he was surprised: "Is there something wrong with Miss Qin?"

Qin An Nuan laughed dryly and walked in, and said embarrassedly: Housekeeper Lin, can I ask you something?

"Go ahead," Lin Yi said with a smile.

Mr. Gong helped me out greatly. I wanted to make a meal to thank him, but I just entered Gong Jia. I don't know what Mr. Gong's preferences are. Qin An Nuan sincerely asked.

Lin Yi stared blankly for a moment, then called out a piece of information from the computer. After printing it out, she passed it to her: "The top few are all the dishes that Young Master likes to eat, you can choose a few for him to eat."

Qin An Nuan immediately received it with both hands as if he had found a treasure.

The entire page was filled with over a hundred dishes. Which one should she pick?

Seeing her surprise, Lin Yi shrugged her shoulders: "Young master is cautious with his taste, but he doesn't have side effects on food. As long as you taste properly, he will like it."

"Thank you!" Qin An Nuan laughed bitterly and turned to leave.

She spent the afternoon studying the garden she was going to make for the evening.

Finally, she picked out a few dishes she was good at and began to prepare them.

Around 6 PM, Gong Ying returned. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the fragrance of food, and his brows furrowed slightly, and became slightly relaxed.

Just by smelling the fragrance, one could tell that the dishes were not bad.

Qin An Nuan turned around and walked out of the kitchen. Seeing Gong Ying's figure turning around and heading upstairs, he immediately became nervous.

Not long after, Gong Ying changed into a new set of clothes and went downstairs.

Qin An Nuan smiled sincerely: "Mr. Gong, I've just cooked these dishes, do you want to compensate me?"

Gong Ying pulled open the dining table and sat down, a servant placed a bowl of chopsticks on it. With graceful movements, he picked up a piece of steamed chicken and smeared the seasoning on it, then bit down on it lightly, to make it taste better.

It was unknown if it was because she was used to the taste of cooking at home, but with her cooking skills at this moment, it was a different taste.

"How is it? Will it taste bad? " Qin An Nuan watched at the side with a nervous face that was slightly flushed red.

"Not bad, let's eat together!" Gong Ying rewarded each of the other dishes one by one, with a very familiar taste.

Qin An Nuan heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had settled this monarch. It was as if she had completed a mission.

When Gong Ying heard her sigh, his thick eyebrows furrowed and his deep gaze focused on her face for two seconds.

"You seem very afraid of me!" Gong Ying felt her cautious movements, and asked with slight displeasure.

Qin An Nuan admitted it honestly: "I'm not afraid of you, it's just that I feel that your aura is too strong, making others not dare to offend you easily."

"We're family from now on, yet you respect me like a ghost or god?" Gong Ying did not like her overly official words.

Hearing the words' family ', Qin An Nuan suddenly thought back to the scene, and his mind started to wander again.

In front of the long table, she sat beside him. The two of them really did look like family as they ate dinner together.

"Ugh …" It was just that the atmosphere wasn't quite right.

Her fiancé was his nephew, and he … It was an elder.

"What does my fiancé call you?" Qin An Nuan asked softly.

"He calls me uncle!" Gong Ying replied indifferently.

Qin An Nuan immediately asked him with a smile: "Then can I also call you Little Uncle? It's just so intimate. "

"Pah!" Gong Ying suddenly placed the chopsticks on the table, picked up a tissue and wiped the oil off his lips, then coldly said: "You take your time to eat."

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