C94 Rong Qianxia's Egg Fried Rice

"Let go!"

Yung Qianxia frowned and struggled intensely, but she could not break free from Soong Lengge's grip no matter what.

Seeing that more blood had seeped out of Soong Lengge's hand because of her actions, Yung Qianxia helplessly stopped struggling.

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

The strength on her wrist was getting stronger and stronger. Yung Qianxia secretly rolled her eyes. She really did not know where she had provoked Soong Lengge again.

"Answer my question!"

Soong Lengge said in a deep voice. His ink-black eyes carried a strong pressure as he stared straight at Yung Qianxia.

Yung Qianxia raised her head and met Soong Lengge's dark eyes. Her eyes were bright and clear, and she did not dodge. Because of Soong Lengge's suppression, Yung Qianxia only bent her body to apply medicine for Soong Lengge. Now, she had no choice but to squat on the ground. It felt like she was being looked down upon. It was not good!

"During the time I confronted you, I thought that five wounded soldiers would treat their wounds or complete a simple surgery. So, my time is really precious!"

Even though she was at a disadvantage, Yung Qianxia was not afraid at all. Her eyes and tail were raised and her aura was fierce.

She was a little regretful now. If she was not worried about Soong Lengge's wound, she would have left just now to avoid these meaningless arguments with this man.

Without her, Hsiao Liang could still find other doctors to bandage Soong Lengge's wound. The effect might be much better than hers.

"But you did not spend time on this!"

Soong Lengge was silent for a moment. A dark light flashed in his ink-black eyes. His tone was cold and solemn.

When he thought about how Yung Qianxia could be so busy with another man that she could ignore him easily, Soong Lengge felt that his heart was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

Yung Qianxia was slightly stunned. What did this man mean?

Could it be that he gave her a warrant and tacitly allowed her to investigate the deployment of the war zone, but now he regretted it?

Thinking of this possibility, Yung Qianxia tightly knitted her brows and blurted out the words. Her tone was somewhat rushed.

"My own time is up to me. You don't need to worry about it. If you don't want me to bandage your wound, you can get someone else to do it. I wish for nothing more than that!"

This sentence once again ignited Soong Lengge's anger.

Soong Lengge narrowed his eyes. The corner of his mouth slowly lifted up, and his smile became cold.

Was he that impatient to leave him? Unfortunately, he did not want to do what Yung Qianxia wanted.

The big palm slowly let go of Yung Qianxia's wrist. Soong Lengge said in a low voice with a cold tone, "Wear the wound and accompany me to the restaurant for dinner!"

Go to eat?

Yung Qianxia looked at the watch on her wrist in a daze. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon and they were going to eat lunch or dinner.

"You didn't eat lunch?"

"Yes."

"Are you hungry?" Wang Yao asked.

"I'm not hungry," said Wang Yao.

Yung Qianxia was a little crazy. She wondered if there was something wrong with Soong Lengge's brain.

Military restaurant, third floor.

It was still Soong Lengge's private room. Yung Qianxia sat at the side, staring at Soong Lengge.

"What did you just say?"

After a while, Yung Qianxia lost and said while gnashing her teeth.

"You go and cook!" Soong Lengge said with a cold face. His face was calm, but his voice was full of doubt.

"There is a master in the restaurant!"

"They went to train."

Yung Qianxia gritted her teeth and looked down from the third floor. She pointed at the master who was cleaning the plates in the hall on the first floor and said in a deep voice, "Is there something wrong with your eyes? Can't you see that he is so big?"

Soong Lengge followed Yung Qianxia's finger and turned his head. He slightly pursed his lips.

"Hsiao Liang!"

Hsiao Liang, who was standing by the side as a backdrop, suddenly shook. He replied in a deep voice, "Here!"

"The physical fitness of the staff in the restaurant is not up to standard. Take them all out now and train them hard!"

Hsiao Liang was stunned on the spot. He did not expect Big Brother to give such an unreliable order.

"Didn't you hear that?"

Soong Lengge frowned and looked at Hsiao Liang coldly.

"Yes!"

Hsiao Liang's body shook and he instantly came back to his senses. He threw a helpless look at Yung Qianxia and turned around to leave.

"Now, all the masters in the restaurant have gone to train!"

Soong Lengge turned his head and looked at Yung Qianxia with an expressionless face. He spoke in a serious manner.

Seeing that all the masters in the restaurant were called out one by one and gathered on the first floor, Yung Qianxia looked at Soong Lengge's cold face and almost laughed out of anger.

Only Soong Lengge could abuse his power in such an open and aboveboard manner!

She really should let those soldiers who worshiped Soong Lengge like a god take a good look at how willful their boss was.

"Go and cook, or return the order to me!"

Yung Qianxia heard Soong Lengge's threat and gritted her teeth. She glared at him fiercely and got up to walk to the kitchen.

Every floor of the restaurant had its own kitchen. The third floor was the dining area for military officers and above, and the kitchen was relatively cleaner than the first floor.

The dining table was clean, and the ingredients were plentiful.

Yung Qianxia walked around the food rack and frowned in distress.

As the young mistress of Yung family, she had never been to the kitchen before. Other than cooking instant noodles, there seemed to be nothing else that she could cook. Unfortunately, there was no instant noodles here...

What should she do?

Yung Qianxia crossed her arms and touched her arms unconsciously with her fingers. Her eyes suddenly lit up.

She remembered one time when Mu Jin cooked Egg Fried Rice. She had once watched from the side. The steps were very simple and should not be difficult to learn...

After pondering for a moment, Yung Qianxia finally decided to make a serving of Egg Fried Rice for Soong Lengge. But she could not guarantee the taste. Yung Qianxia raised her eyebrows and thought shamelessly. Anyway, it was not her who ate it.

Egg, rice, carrots...

Yung Qianxia took the ingredients to the side and started to work excitedly. While she was cooking, she looked at the phone beside her. On the phone was the detailed steps of making Egg Fried Rice that she had inquired about.

She had put too much oil in it...

The egg was paste...

Yung Qianxia hurriedly poured the rice into the pot and suddenly realized that the surroundings were a mess. In the pot, there was a patch of black...

In the private room on the third floor.

Soong Lengge quietly sat in his seat and the sound of his phone vibrating suddenly rang.

He took out his phone and pressed the call button. A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. Soong Lengge suddenly frowned. He hurriedly walked out of the room and left.

Half an hour later.

When Yung Qianxia finally carried a plate of black-yellow criss-crossing Egg Fried Rice that emitted a strange taste back to the room, Soong Lengge was long gone.

Yung Qianxia narrowed her eyes and placed the plate on the table with hatred. She picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

Once the rice entered her mouth, Yung Qianxia's entire body instantly froze. After a moment, with a distorted expression, she picked up the plate and ran to the kitchen sink. She endured it and finally could not hold it in and vomited.