Yan Xinyuan suddenly stood up and opened his eyes wide.

Shi Qinglan held his cell phone and put it in his ear. At this moment, he looked at the man with a clever smile. The smile on the corner of his lips was a little deeper. She repeated in a cute voice, "Good disciple?"

Hearing this, Yan Xinyuan felt like a basin of cold water was poured down from the top of his head and extinguished all his enthusiasm!

"You, you..." His eyes were filled with fear and fear.

I couldn't believe that Qingyue was really her master, but I felt so cold that I felt a sense of ominous premonition arose in my heart.

Shi Qinglan picked up the corner of his eyes slightly, "Now, do you believe it?"

This crisp and pretty voice sounded again, lingering in Yan Xinyuan's ears and coming from the receiver. He also saw the woman in front of him fluttering her red lips and these words were overflowing in her throat.

Twin voices! She is really...

"Master...Master." Yan Xinyuan was stunned.

His hand holding the phone slowly dropped down, and fell heavily to his legs, and the phone almost fell down.

Shi Qinglan's mobile phone is equipped with dual-slot.

I usually use one number to contact friends in Jingshi Pavilion or other fields, and my apprentice is another number, but this other number is almost sealed by her and is not very commonly used.

Today, this is just how I released it from the small dark room.

"The fake guy can't drive you out of the sect, huh?" Shi Qinglan's red lips were slightly raised, and the smile on the corners of his lips was slightly deep.

Yan Xinyuan felt a gust of cold wind blew behind him, making his whole body cool, "Misunderstanding...misunderstanding."

His crazy and ostentatious expression was immediately restrained, and his whole body was completely different from the wit of the middle school just now.

"Misunderstanding?" Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows lightly. After hanging up the phone, she casually played with her cell phone. "Teacher Yan Xinyuan didn't seem to have such an attitude just now..."

Hearing Teacher Yan Xinyuan's name, he felt his scalp explode, "Teacher, Master, don't shout like this..."

"Teacher Yan Xinyuan?" Shi Qinglan repeated with a smile.

Yan Xinyuan was so scared that she almost cried out. If it weren't for the man's gold, he would have knelt down on the spot now!

"Master, I'm wrong! I really don't know it's you..."

"I, I thought Wei Ran's stupid critic was cheated... it wasn't because he was cheated, it was..." He was incoherent.

The smile that Shi Qinglan raised became more meaningful.

She slowly walked towards Yan Xinyuan. The girl's skin was as white as snow. She was covered in a little blush at the corners of her eyes because of her charming makeup. Her beautiful eyes narrowed on her delicate oval face, and the inadvertent sharpness around her body gave people a sense of oppression...

"Growing a lot." Shi Qinglan opened his red lips lightly, his voice was slightly cool, "The IQ was one limit lower."

After hearing the official complaints from the master, Yan Xinyuan was in tears, "Master, you can punish me anyway! Don't expel me from the master...why would I kneel down for you?"

"Forgive." Shi Qinglan immediately raised his hand to stop him.

In modern society, she can't stand anyone's kneeling salute to her.

Yan Xinyuan's flying sword eyebrows collapsed a lot, and he looked cowardly. His originally tall and mighty body was also shrunk. He leaned over and stood respectfully in front of Shi Qinglan.

The girl picked up her skirt, walked slowly to the Qingluan Peony Chair, turned around and sat down gracefully and noblely.

"Master, I'll serve you tea!" Yan Xinyuan immediately picked up the teapot and poured tea for her himself.

Then he held the tea bowl with both hands and handed it over diligently.

Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes were faintly blowing, and he casually took the tea bowl and held it with him. He covered the tea noodles with him in a row, "If you have not improved your cooking skills, don't call me Master again in the future."

"Okay! The disciple will definitely perform well tonight!" Yan Xinyuan immediately grinned.

The staff watched the scene in amazement.

Yan Xinyuan, who once said arrogantly on Weibo that he wanted to expose the true face of the fake guy, now he leaned over and waited by Shi Qinglan like a little puppy.

Isn’t it rumored that this chef is anxious and wild?

Isn’t it rumored that Qingyue will be exposed to her identity and slapped in the face tonight?

"That..." The director was also shocked and did not come back to his senses. He coughed lightly and looked at Nan Xiyue, "So, Miss Qingyue is really the number one chef at the state banquet in China, right?"

"It seems...right." Nan Xiyue replied in a daze.

Although she had confirmed with Shi Qinglan a long time ago and knew that she could not forge her identity, she was re-certified by Yan Xinyuan again, and she was still inevitably affected again!

Yan Xinyuan licked his face, "Master, what dish do you want to eat today? I will make you whatever you want."

The director slowly made a call:?

This guest, have you forgotten that before you came to record the program, I gave you a script, told you what to do for this theme state banquet dish, and prepared ingredients for you!

"Let's listen to the program team's arrangements." Shi Qinglan was careless.

Upon hearing this, the director's heart was hanging back into his stomach. Fortunately, Miss Qingyue still knew the general...

"Okay!" Yan Xinyuan looked like a stupid son of a landlord's family, then grinned out a row of white teeth, "Wait for another day, I will go to the master's house to make a table of delicious food for him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Yucheng happened to walk into the studio.

He came directly from the Bo Caibo office building, and when he came in, he saw a wild man showing his attentiveness in front of his home Lanlan...

"Come to my house to cook?" The man Chen Che's voice sounded.

Upon hearing this, the director suddenly opened his eyes again, and the other staff also threw shocked eyes at him...

What? What did the Bo chaebol just say?

Bo Yucheng walked behind Yan Xinyuan in a meteor, grabbed his back collar with his big palm, and grabbed him up and threw him to the side.

The man glanced coldly and said, "My family doesn't welcome you. I can cook for her if she wants to eat."

Shi Qinglan: "..." Then I'd better not.

Otherwise, she would have to clean up after the kitchen was blown up.

Yan Xinyuan was in an instant and turned to Bo Yucheng in anger, and said impatiently, "Who are you?"

"It's our master." Wei Ran immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Hearing this, Yan Xinyuan's furious posture froze for a moment, and in about three seconds, he immediately put away his arrogant and angry posture and showed a very hypocritical smile.

He laughed, "Hello Master, Master, you taught me a lesson just right, it's all my eyes that I don't know Mount Tai..."

Bo Yucheng glanced at him with cold eyes.

Then he walked steadily to the Qingluan peony chair beside Shi Qinglan and sat down, "Who is he?"
Chapter completed!