Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

After half an hour of grocery shopping, Zhang Liling returned to Mr. Fang's vila with 2 grocery bags.

Butler Gu opened the door for her and was surprised to see the grocery bags in her hands. He found out before she left for School that she couldn't cook, and now she was coming back with grocery bags?

Wouldn't she burn down the kitchen?

"Are you going to cook, or is someone else is coming to do it?" Butler Gu asked.

"Of course I'm going to cook, I need to win back Mr. Fang's trust after ruining his mood this morning," Zhang Liling replied without stopping in her steps.

The butler could only shut the door and stare at her retreating back. He could only keep wondering that something was wrong with her.

No normal or professional housekeeper would say something like that out loud. But even if they said it out, they wouldn't be giving that cheeky smile like she did.

Zhang Liling put down her grocery bags before rushing to her bedroom to take a shower and change into a set of comfy clothes before coming back into the kitchen.

Rubbing her hands together, she smiled at the grocery bags before taking a few steps to the kitchen island. Carefully, she took out all the ingredients she bought.

There was a packet of pasta amongst the things she bought.

Yes, Zhang Liling was going to make pasta for Mr. Fang tonight, as it was the only thing she was good at cooking, aside from making a really good cup of coffee.

There was a bottle of dry white wine, salted butter, yellow onions, garlic cloves, cremini, wild mushrooms, chicken chunks, gruyère cheese etc.

Zhang Liling was going to make one of the French pastas she was good at cooking, 'One Pot French Onion Pasta with Crispy Prosciutto'. She learned it from the French chef employed by her mother at their home in Paris, only because she was interested in how it was made, since she liked it a lot.

It took Zhang Liling the breakfast slayer an hour to prep her ingredients. The next step she did, was to steam her chunk chicken breasts with some herbs she looked up on the internet before going shopping.

Just to be sure of the right quantity to use, she had to look it up in the internet. She was looking out for Mr. Fang's health, and so approached this pasta preparation in a different way.

The next step was to boil her pasta. She was being very careful to avoid the boiling water splashing on her while putting in the pasta.

Her facial expression was very funny while trying to dodge the scalding water. Finally when she covered the pot, she sighed in relief before going back to the island to take care of other things.

An hour later, Zhang Liling turned off the gas with a big smile on her face. She could tell that she has done a good job with the meal this time around, without needing to taste it.

Zhang Liling clapped her hands excitedly and couldn't wait for Mr. Fang to come back from work. f𝙧ee𝘄𝐞𝚋𝐧૦ѵeƖ.c𝘰𝓶

After turning off the gas, she went on to prepare a small plate of salad to accompany the pasta, after which she started to tidy up the kitchen that was currently looking like a horrible fight had happened earlier.

Zhang Liling found it a little difficult to navigate things in the kitchen. She had a lot of dirty bowls and plates to wash, and she couldn't help blaming herself when she saw all those items piled up in the sink.

The only kind food she knew how to prepare, really came with a lot of throwing around of atomic bombs. The kitchen was very untidy, so after rejoicing, she had to gather her momentum to wipe everywhere clean.

Butler Gu who had just finished tending to Mr. Fang's laundry, stepped out of the bedroom and took the stairs down. Before he could get to the foot of the steps, he was already perceiving the aroma from the pasta Zhang Liling cooked.

"She knows how to cook?" He said to himself in a low tone before curiously making his way towards the kitchen.

By the time he got to the kitchen and saw the whole mess, he turned back and walked away before Zhang Liling could turn around.

"I hope she gets to keep her job this time around," Butler Gu said with a smirk.

He had been a little hopeful when he perceived the heavenly aroma of the pasta, but going into the kitchen and seeing the whole place in a mess, all hope was lost.

Could anything good come out from a kitchen as messy as the one Zhang Liling was handling? Butler Gu doubted that.

After spending another hour, Zhang Liling wiped her sweat and sighed in relief while relaxing her palms on the island and gazing at the pot of pasta on the gas cooker.

A profound smile slowly appeared on her face, before she left the kitchen to go and wash up for the third time that day. At least, she wouldn't have any need to take another bath before heading to bed.

While having her bath, Mr. Fang came back home in the company of Bolin, who was there to help take out the booklets (assignments) from the booth of the car to his study.

Butler Gu also came out to help carry those booklets into his study.

On stepping into the house, Mr. Fang and Bolin caught the whiff of the aroma from the pasta and exchanged glances.

Mr. Fang thought that Bolin ordered dinner for him already, but he erased that idea, as there was no how the aroma of the food he ordered could be that strong.

The aroma he was perceiving was so strong that it could only signify one thing, and that is the fact that the pasta was cooked in his kitchen.

As if in a tactic understanding, Mr. Fang and Bolin fixed their gazes on Butler Gu, after they had stopped in their tracks.

Even without them asking question, the butler already knew the meaning of their gazes and quickly replied with a helpless smile, "Miss Zhang prepared dinner fo you."

Mr. Fang and Bolin exchanged glanced before looking back at the butler.

"Did you just say Zhang Liling cooked dinner for me?" Mr. Fang asked with furrowed brows.

As for his current emotions, Bolin and butler Gu couldn't tell if he found it hard to believe, or the fact that he was angry after the terrible breakfast Zhang Liling had prepared earlier that day.