"Mengmeng, come down for dinner," Jiang Ning called with a smile from downstairs.
"Okay, Uncle Jiang, I'm coming," Mengmeng replied cutely as she took the elevator down.
"Mengmeng, you need to wash your hands before eating," Jiang Ning said with a smile, unable to resist looking at Mengmeng's eager and cute appearance.
"I know, Uncle Jiang. Mommy said that I have to wash my hands before eating, and wash them really clean, or else I'll eat the nasty germs, and my tummy will get worms," Mengmeng said, her chubby face, with its baby fat, full of understanding.
"Jiang Ning, the food you made smells so good, I could smell it from the third floor," Su Meng said as she came out of the elevator.
She still wore her cold expression, but she nodded in satisfaction.
She and Mengmeng went to the bathroom together to wash their hands and then came out.
Mengmeng skipped to the table.
Jiang Ning placed Mengmeng in the baby chair.
Looking at the delicious food on the table, Mengmeng's eyes widened: "Wow, Uncle Jiang, these dishes look so good!"
"Try them, see if they taste good," Jiang Ning encouraged.
At this moment, Su Meng also walked into the dining room.
She was wearing a figure-hugging black suit today, her hair neatly pulled back, and her whole person exuded a powerful aura.
Looking at the food on the table, she couldn't help but frown slightly: "Did you make all of this?"
"Yes, President Su," Jiang Ning replied.
Seeing Su Meng's frown, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Could it be that the dishes I cooked weren't to Su Meng and Mengmeng's liking, which is why she frowned?
Su Meng sat down and picked up her chopsticks, first sampling a piece of the stir-fried fresh mushrooms and meat. Her usually stern face revealed a hint of surprise: "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook."
"I used to enjoy studying food and practicing," Jiang Ning said modestly.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he went to serve a bowl of rice for Mengmeng and handed it to her.
He then prepared to serve rice to Su Meng.
"Jiang Ning, just give me half a bowl, okay?"
"Yes, of course," Jiang Ning nodded.
However, before Jiang Ning could even serve the rice.
"Wow, Uncle Jiang's cooking is so delicious. And the way the dishes are arranged is so beautiful," Mengmeng said happily while eating.
"Mengmeng, what did Mom tell you before?" Although Su Meng's face wore a smile, her words clearly carried a serious, angry tone.
"Oh, I know, Mom, Mengmeng was wrong. Don't speak while eating or in bed," Mengmeng quickly put away her smile, lowered her head, and silently ate her meal.
However, judging by her appearance, she clearly enjoyed this meal.
The way she devoured the food still revealed her true feelings.
Su Meng watched her daughter's satisfied expression and then looked at Jiang Ning. She felt even more trust grow within her. "Jiang Ning, take good care of Mengmeng. I won't treat you unfairly when I come back."
"Don't worry, General Manager Su, I will do my best," Jiang Ning said seriously.
Su Meng picked up another plate of braised beef slices, and when the beef slices entered her mouth,
her eyes widened, and a taste bud carnival began.
The beef was carefully cooked, and every fiber had absorbed the rich, mellow sauce.
The taste was like a magical key, instantly opening the door to the treasure of deliciousness.
The beef juice first bloomed on the tip of her tongue, salty and fragrant with just the right amount of sweetness, the aroma of spices faintly discernible, the layers as rich as rolling mountains.
This braised beef slice was like a dream trip on the tip of the tongue, completely conquering Su Meng, immersing her in this unparalleled deliciousness, unable to extricate herself.
She couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ning, "Jiang Ning, with your cooking skills now, you could go to a five-star hotel and be a head chef."
"Su, don't joke around, I don't like to be a head chef in a big hotel, being restricted. I prefer a more free life." Jiang Ning said, finding an excuse.
This cooking skill was only obtained yesterday from the Super Nanny System.
Normally, Su Meng would only eat half a bowl of rice and a few pieces of green vegetables.
That afternoon, although Su Meng only ate half a bowl of rice, she ate a lot of the dishes.
If she didn't want to maintain her figure, she would have continued to enjoy the meal.
In the end, she reluctantly put down her chopsticks and left the dining table reluctantly.
"Mengmeng, Jiang Ning, you two continue eating, I'll go first."
"Okay, Mom, take care." Mengmeng habitually replied.
"CEO Su, in such a hurry? You didn't eat much? Are you full?" Jiang Ning asked in confusion.
Mengmeng thought it was because his cooking wasn't delicious, so Su Meng didn't eat much.
How would he know that, at this moment, Su Meng wanted to stay and eat a lot more.
The hunger pangs in her stomach protested countless times. If she didn't want to maintain a perfect figure, she wouldn't have been able to stop eating.
Jiang Ning didn't know that his cooking skills were enough to be a head chef at a five-star hotel.
And the head chef of a five-star hotel wouldn't casually cook.
Generally, when going to a five-star hotel to eat, it was mostly the chef who cooked the dishes.
Unless it was an important guest or a distinguished guest who specifically requested it, the head chef would cook personally.
Su Meng looked at the time and hurriedly left for the company.
Jiang Ning watched Su Meng's departing figure, thinking that he still needed to improve his cooking skills.
Although Su Meng had previously praised him, saying he could become a head chef at a hotel, Jiang Ning wasn't sure if she was being sincere or if she was just saying that because the presentation of the dishes looked like something from a hotel.
Or perhaps it was because she ate so little and left so early, making him mistakenly think she didn't enjoy the food.
He also didn't know what these rich people considered delicious.
In short, if he thought it was particularly delicious, that was enough.
Maybe their tastes were just different.
Some people liked light flavors, some liked sweet, some liked salty, and some liked spicy.
He didn't know what kind of flavor Su Meng preferred.
Perhaps it's a difference in taste.
Jiang Ning was thinking to himself.
"Uncle Jiang, your fried rice is so delicious," Mengmeng couldn't help but say once Su Meng had left.
"Really? If it's delicious, then Mengmeng, eat more, okay?" Jiang Ning smiled happily upon hearing Mengmeng's praise.
"Mm, Uncle Jiang, I'll tell you a little secret, okay?" Mengmeng ate while looking outside the door, as if afraid of being seen.
"Tell me, Mengmeng. It's okay, no one's watching. It's just the two of us in the entire villa now," Jiang Ning said with interest.
"Actually, I'm not Su Mama's daughter. I'm a child Su Mama brought back from the Orphanage," Mengmeng said, acting like a little adult.
"What?" Jiang Ning was shocked to hear this news.
Jiang Ning had many doubts because Mengmeng was Su Meng's daughter.
A CEO like Su Meng should have a lot of nannies at home, and Su Meng's parents should also be taking care of her.
Why were only Mengmeng and Su Meng living in such a large villa?
"Uncle Jiang, I really was brought back from the Orphanage by Mama Su a week ago. Mama Su often went to our Orphanage to play the piano. Later, I don't know what she said to the head nurse, but she brought me back and asked me to call her Mama." Mengmeng recalled the past while eating.
"Alright, Mengmeng, since Mama Su asked you to call her Mama, you will be Mama Su's good daughter in the future, okay? You have to be good and listen to her." Jiang Ning rubbed Mengmeng's head and said lovingly.
After knowing that Mengmeng was originally an orphan, Jiang Ning cherished her even more.
"Yes, I will be very good and obedient. The head nurse also told me that." Mengmeng said sweetly.