Master's Million Blind Wife

4Shen Anning happily returned to the kitchen and continued to work hard to peel the shrimp line.    3

    

After more than half an hour, Qiao An and Shen Anning finished tidying up the fish, small lobsters and prawns. Wenn Binn also came back with beer.    

    

As soon as he entered, he saw Wenn Jing sitting dejectedly on the sofa peeling garlic.    

    

He frowned slightly and asked, "Ah Jing, you are..."    

    

Wenn Jing pursed her lips, "Peeling garlic."    

    

Wenn Binn,... ""    

    

He carried the beer into the kitchen and Shen Anning looked at him. "Thank you, Brother Wenn Binn. But why did you take so long? Did you go to the supermarket?"    

    

"Yes." Wenn Binn nodded.    

    

"Actually, there is a shop not far to the right of the alley. It is not as troublesome as going to the supermarket."    

    

Wenn Binn smiled. "It's alright. Since I have brought the beer and Wenn Jing peeled the garlic, do you think we can freeload here? "    

    

Shen Anning did not speak and her gaze passed to Qiao An. Qiao An's tone was indifferent, "You are all guests of peace. It is just that my coarse tea and plain rice are up to you."    

    

According to her character, she naturally did not want the two of them to stay but after all, Wenn Jing was Shen Anning's friend and Qiao An also did not want the situation to become so stiff.    

    

Wenn Binn smiled, "How could it be plain tea and plain rice. The smoke and fire in the world is the most comforting to the heart."    

    

He had already taken off his coat and hung it on the chair. As he rolled up his sleeves, he walked towards the kitchen, "I will also lend a hand. Is there anything you need help with?"    

    

"No need, Brother Wenn Binn. My sister and I will be busy. You... Why don't you and Ah Jing go and peel garlic together?"    

    

Wenn Binn nodded. "Okay, how much do you need?"    

    

"The more the better." Shen Anning smiled obediently. "Later, we will make garlic crayfish. If there are too many garlic, it will taste good."    

    

"Okay." Wenn Binn agreed and went to the living room.    

    

Shen Anning laughed in a low voice, "Sister, can you vent your anger this time?"    

    

Qiao An,... " Yes. "    

    

Shen Anning helped Qiao An peel the green onion and took the seasoning as she explained in a low voice.    

    

"The Wen family and our family are quite close. Mother and Aunt Su are good friends and Wenn Binn and Big Brother also have a good relationship. Wenn Jing and I have grown up together since we were young."    

    

Qiao An nodded and neatly cut the green onion and ginger. "I can see it."    

    

Shen Anning still wanted to say something but Qiao An looked at her, "There is no need to explain. I am not friends with them and it does not delay you from being friends with them. Understand?"    

    

"En." Shen Anning nodded her head." Sister, you are really too good to me. "    

    

Qiao An said,... "Forget it. In the future, order less food. It is just like who loves to cook. If I did not feed you, I would order take-out every day."    

    

Shen Anning tilted her head and smiled strangely, "It is hard to say if you don't want to cook. Otherwise, how about we go to Bamboo Listening Pavilion to freeload every day?"    

    

Qiao An looked at her, "You might as well acknowledge Aunt Faang as your godmother."    

    

"That won't do." Shen Anning said seriously, "If I acknowledge Aunt Faang as my godmother, Huo Chengzhou will have to call me sister and I will become your sister-in-law."    

    

Qiao An asked, "Where do you think your seniority is?"    

    

Shen Anning laughed, "Anyway, if I want to go to Bamboo Listening Pavilion to freeload, I will definitely bask in your glory."    

    

Qiao An said, "Alright, let's go and see if the garlic has been peeled. Let's prepare to cook."    

    

...    

    

Just a small lobster needed to be stewed for 40 to 50 minutes, so it was already 1 o'clock by the time lunch started.    

    

Wenn Binn came over to help arrange the dishes with his discerning eyes, while Wenn Jing got up unwillingly.    

    

What lunch was there to eat?    

    

What Qiao An made could be compared to a Michelin chef?    

    

Her gaze fell on the dining table. Only the mustard shrimp ball seemed to have some appetite.    

    

If it wasn't for her brother's insistence, she wouldn't have stayed even if he beat her to death.    

    

The dishes were all served and the four of them sat down. Wenn Jing specially sat beside Shen Anning and her gaze fell on Qiao An as she spoke in a clear voice.    

    

"An Jing. If you want to eat lobster, our Wen family's chef is the best. Furthermore, they are all large Australian dragons. If you want to eat, come back with me tomorrow. I will let the chefs cook for you every day."