Crippled Master's Young Wife

However, Du Wei wasn't satisfied.    

"No, I have regressed."    

"Tsk, Master, I am at the top of my lungs. Do you want me to sing another song?"    

"Okay."    

The two of them were once again immersed in their cooperation. Warmth continued to appreciate for a while. Looking at the time, they quietly left and prepared to go to the kitchen to help prepare lunch. They also left some time for the two of them to continue sparring.    

When they reached the kitchen, a few servants warmly greeted Warmth.    

After spending more than a month together, they also knew that Warmth had a good personality, unlike those delicate young mistresses who used their nostrils to look at others.    

More importantly, her culinary skills were good. From time to time, she would cook a few household dishes that Du Wei would praise endlessly.    

"Miss Wen, what delicious dishes are you going to cook today?"    

A maid came forward to ask, so that she could help.    

"Let me see what dishes are there."    

Warmth smiled and swept her eyes over the dishes in the fridge. She took out a few dishes that she needed and started to prepare.    

After washing and filtering, Warmth started to get busy.    

The strong aroma of food drifted in the kitchen, stimulating people's buds.    

"Miss Wen, I don't think you put any secret seasoning. Why does Mr. Du think that you are suitable for his taste?"    

"Yes, Miss Wen. We also made it according to your steps, but Mr. Du feels that the taste of our cooking is not satisfactory."    

... ""    

The maids used their free time to ask for warmth.    

Warmth smiled. As she prepared the stir-fried dishes, she teased, "Professor, first impressions are the most important. You purposely made me do it."    

"How could that be? I think you are Mr. Du's favorite student."    

"That's right. I also think Mr. Du likes you the most."    

... ""    

The maids were used to being casual and chatted with warmth while smiling. Ann Xueyan, who had just arrived at the kitchen door, heard their conversation and her face immediately turned cold.    

This bunch of half-hearted servants, what right did they have to hold the warmth high up?    

Warmth, on the other hand, would win over the hearts of people.    

"It's so lively! Junior sister, you have a good chat with a bunch of country bumpkins."    

The meaning behind his words was to mock Warmth, which was no different from a village auntie.    

Warmth did not say anything. She just passed the dishes that she had stir-fried to the maids at the side and gestured for a few maids to carry the dishes out of the kitchen.    

Only Warmth and Ann Xueyan were left in the kitchen.    

Warmth looked at Ann Xueyan, wanting to hear what else she would say to herself.    

After all, she had such strong hostility towards her. She needed to know the reason.    

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is it because I confuse you with a village woman?"    

Seeing warmth not speaking, Ann Xueyan crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at her in an overbearing manner. "But in my eyes, this is indeed your impression. Even if you don't have any real skills, you can only use this kind of petty cooking to win the professor's favor. "    

In one sentence, he reduced the warmth to nothing.    

The warmth didn't get angry and just stared at her quietly with a pair of apricot-like eyes.    

"Senior Sister seems to have a big problem with me. Is it because the professor took me as his disciple? I was fortunate enough to be the professor's last disciple, not because of anything else. I have to thank my boyfriend. He knew that I loved music, so he helped me contact the professor. That's how I became the professor's disciple."    

She couldn't just stand there and take a beating because he was mocking her.    

It was a fact that Jiang Lingfeng had helped her. If Ann Xueyan was hostile towards her because of Jiang Lingfeng, why not annoy her?