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Soon, the smell of millet porridge floated in the air in the room.

After boiling for a while, Luo Xingchen remembered that he once said that the porridge made by his mother was delicious.

Her mother told her that if she added a little baking soda, the porridge would be sticky and soft.

Thinking about it, she asked Shanna for some baking soda and put a little bit in the pot.

When the millet porridge was almost ready, she added the broccoli and asparagus cut into small pieces.

Finally, add a pinch of salt to enhance the flavor.

When the millet nutritious porridge with full color and flavor was put into the bowl, Luo Xingchen admired himself a little.

This is much better than the dark cuisine I made for Jin Zeming last time.

Jin Zeming!

There was a throbbing pain in her chest.

I don't know where this man is drunk.

……

Isabella walked towards the restaurant with Luo Xingchen's work card in her hand, with graceful steps.

Walking into the restaurant, she saw Jin Zeming standing lazily with his back to her, leaning against the table.

His powerful aura and extraordinary momentum could not hide the slightest hint even in this seemingly static time.

She looked almost obsessive, and for a moment she moved her gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window.

There was a man in a wheelchair.

His hair was thin, very thin, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

Two eyes without focus, hollow and unfocused.

Usually, she would feel that the man resembled a shadowy vampire.

He is Jin Zeming's second brother Jin Zeheng.

When it was sent here, it was 1.8 meters tall and weighed less than 40 kilograms.

It's no different from the refugees who have suffered from the extreme cold.

He seems to have been stimulated by something, and he likes to sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant every day and never speak.

When others speak, he seems to be deaf.

The doctor examined him and said he had to recuperate or he would die.

Isabella sometimes hates him because he occupies a lot of Jin Zeming's time.

Sometimes I am grateful to him, because it was his weakness that allowed Jin Zeming to be trapped in this turbulent country.

Otherwise, with Jin Zeming's ability, who can stop him if he wants to leave?

"Leon," Isabella walked over and placed her work card on the table, "I've found an Oriental who can cook Chinese food." ”

"Hmm!" Jin Zeming didn't look at the work card.

"But she belongs to a charitable foundation and was caught by a group of bandits who attacked the town of Nolly. Our men found them when they passed by the ruins of Selik and brought her back, and her colleague died. Perhaps, the people from the charitable foundation are looking for her everywhere. ”

"You said she could cook Chinese food?"

"Yes."

Isabella thinks that all Oriental women should be able to cook, that's their instinct.

"If my second brother likes what she makes, find someone to tell the charity foundation that she's dead." Jin Zeming replied coldly.

When a person dies, there is no one to look for him.

"I know, in a while, the Chinese food she made will be delivered. If she doesn't do well, I'll punish her. ”

Just then, Leia walked into the dining room with a tray.

"Sir, Miss Isabella, this is what Helena did...... She said it was nutritious porridge. ”

"Nutritious porridge?" Jin Zeming turned around, "Bring it over." ”

With that, he walked to the window and pushed the wheelchair to the table.

Leia put down the tray, picked up the bowl of porridge and handed it to Jin Zeming.

Jin Zeming stirred it with a spoon, the millet porridge was golden in color, minced shrimp was added, and there were green embellishments of broccoli and asparagus.

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