My CEO Baby Daddy Keeps Falling for My Tricks
Chapter 436 - 441 Meat flew away_1

Chapter 436: 441 Meat flew away_1

Grandma was very wealthy, and quite fond of treating those around her with her money.

If she offers to reward you, you should accept gratefully, otherwise, she’d be unhappy.

This much she’d learned years ago.

As expected, the grandmother looked delighted. "It all depends on your performance then!"

"Then I’ll get started right away!" Lin Xiangwan, noticing that the kitchen staff had nearly finished preparing dinner and a spot in the kitchen had opened up, immediately headed over there!

"La la la..." she casually hummed a tune.

She thought to herself: Not bad, not bad, doing some housework and getting a reward for it, I like cooking even more now.

Qin Muchuan, who had just knocked off work, also came to the kitchen and whispered in her ear, "Knowing your own weaknesses, why take this risk!"

Lin Xiangwan furrowed her brows, glaring at him discontentedly. "What do you mean my weakness? How is cooking a weakness of mine?"

"Don’t you realize it?" Qin Muchuan asked loudly.

"Of course!" Lin Xiangwan confidently replied.

Looking at her, Qin Muchuan nodded in admiration. "Oh, I see. Cooking is definitely not your weakness. Your problem doesn’t lie here!"

"Then where?"

He pointed to her head. "Obviously, your problem lies here, it’s your brain that’s the short board!"

Angry, Lin Xiangwan slapped his hand away. "Qin Muchuan, are you calling my brain a short board, huh?"

"Oh..." Qin Muchuan blinked his eyes. "I’m impressed, you actually know!"

Lin Xiangwan glared at him and continued stirring with the spatula, "Qin Muchuan, don’t you dare bully me because we’re at your house and have your grandparents around. If you push me too far, I..."

She paused momentarily, unsure of her next move.

"What will you do?" Qin Muchuan asked further.

"I’ll hit you!" She raised her spatula, in a threatening posture.

"Try!" Qin Muchuan challenged.

"Hmph, do you think I won’t?" Lin Xiangwan retorted.

"No, I know full well you have the capability...However, you really need to watch your image, otherwise, my grandma might hit you!" Qin Muchuan didn’t doubt his grandmother’s favoritism towards him, even if he was in the wrong, no one was allowed to criticize him, let alone hit him!

Lin Xiangwan angrily placed the spatula on the stove, "All you know is how to tease me because you have more family members here!"

"Ha..." Qin Muchuan laughed. "When did I bully you? Aren’t my family members your family members too? Besides, whenever we quarrel the children always side with you!"

Qin Muchuan spoke, feeling a little aggrieved himself.

"Hmph..." Lin Xiangwan was quite satisfied. "Yes, my kids are always good to me. No one else matters!"

"Exactly!" Seeing her cheer up, Qin Muchuan kissed her lightly on the cheek. "I’m actually just looking out for you, you know. I don’t want you to embarrass yourself."

Embarrass yourself, meant making a fool out of yourself!

"There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s just sweet and sour ribs. It’s quite easy to make. You just need to cut fewer ingredients, and add more sugar and vinegar. It’s impossible not to taste good. The ribs are so fragrant, even if you just eat them with soy sauce, they’re still delicious!" Lin Xiangwan spoke confidently.

"Hmm, not bad. You’ve definitely got brains!" Qin Muchuan thought for a moment and found her reasoning to be quite sound.

Lin Xiangwan was smug.

"But where are your ribs?" he looked around but didn’t see any!

"Aren’t they right here?" Lin Xiangwan pointed to a spot next to the stove.

Qin Muchuan looked again, but there was nothing on the spot she pointed at. "Is my eyesight failing? Can’t I see things anymore?"

"How come, you didn’t see it?"

Lin Xiangwan, still ’thump thumping’ while chopping carrots and green bell pepper.

"I didn’t see!" Qin Muchuan blinked, looking slightly confused.

Seeing his strained face, unable to spot the items, Lin Xiangwan said, "Could it be, my things have become invisible? You’re making things so difficult!"

She shot him a glance, hinting him to take a look.

And then--

Following Lin Xiangwan’s gaze, surprise dawned on her face. She blinked her eyes several times, "Where had everything gone? Where are my ribs?"

"You didn’t see them either, did you?" asked Qin Muchuan.

"Indeed!" Lin Xiangwan pointed to a spot. "I had placed the ribs right here before, with a lid on top. As the master needed the casserole, I had to make room for it."

Lin Xiangwan broke into a nervous sweat.

"Don’t panic, I’ll go and ask around. Let’s see if anyone moved them!"

"Mm-hm..." Lin Xiangwan nodded helplessly, placing all her hopes on others.

However, after Qin Muchuan’s round of inquiries, everyone insisted they hadn’t touched the ribs.

Lin Xiangwan was even more stunned, her mouth agape as she looked at everyone. "How can this be? Did the ribs sprout wings and fly away?"

The kitchen staff shook their heads vehemently.

"Miss, we really don’t know!" the chef said.

The others hurriedly chimed in. "We knew that those were the ribs Miss Xiangwan would be preparing later, we wouldn’t dare touch them."

"Exactly!"

Lin Xiangwan knew better than to press on with the questioning, it would send the wrong impression — she would come across as suspecting them of thievery.

She waved her hand. "That’s okay, maybe I misplaced them and can’t recall. I’ll search again!"

Qin Muchuan also told the kitchen staff, "Alright, all of you can take a break now!"

Fearing being falsely accused, the kitchen staff scurried off.

After they were gone, Lin Xiangwan still seemed troubled. "I put my ribs here, how is it possible that I can’t find them!"

"...." Qin Muchuan was equally perplexed.

This was home, not outside, and it’s not anything of particular value — just a basin of ribs. How could they just disappear?

Qin Yutong came into the kitchen, urging, "Mommy, great-grandpa and great-grandma want you and dad to go have dinner. Great-grandma said that it’s okay if you can’t make ribs, you can do it another time. You don’t need to feel embarrassed to have dinner!"

Looking wronged, Lin Xiangwan retorted, "Who said I can’t make ribs? I can! I can do it!"

"Oh...." Qin Yutong responded softly.

That response contained tolerance and support for her mother, but it lacked belief.

Feeling wronged, Lin Xiangwan asked, "So you don’t believe me, do you?"

"No, no!" Qin Yutong quickly corrected herself.

Lin Xiangwan stared accusingly at her daughter. "What do you mean no! You clearly don’t believe me!"

"Hehe..." Qin Yutong let out an embarrassed chuckle. "Mom, whether I believe you or not, does it really matter?"