Chapter 2407

Lan Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, her dark, bright, watery eyes widened, and she said incredulously: "You... can you?"

Seeing that Lan Mei looked down on him a bit, Zhao Desan showed his unyielding spirit again and said to her: "Sister Lan, are you looking down on your little brother Zhao? Then I'll show you my skills tonight."

Seeing Zhao Desan's stubbornness, Lan Mei smiled lightly and said: "Alright, I want to see how good your skills are tonight, little Zhao?"

No sooner said than done, Zhao Desan stood up and said to her: "Sister Lan, you just need to eat tonight. Now you watch TV alone for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to cook." As he spoke, he took off the expensive coat Lan Mei had bought for him, rolled up his sleeves, and walked toward the kitchen.

Seeing Zhao Desan's confident look, Lan Mei really wanted to see if this guy, besides having a good mouth, really had some skills in his hands? So, she turned on the TV, drank tea, and watched Zhao Desan's busy back in the kitchen with great interest.

It must be said, Lan Mei saw that Zhao Desan's posture of holding a kitchen knife and cutting vegetables was quite skilled and experienced, not at all like a novice. She became even more interested, looking forward to tasting this guy's skills in a while.

As the saying goes, a clever woman cannot cook without rice. What Zhao Desan worried about most was that the materials in Lan Mei's home were not rich enough. Fortunately, when he walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, he found that not only were the necessary materials there, but there were also some fresh vegetables bought outside this morning. Even more pleasantly surprised, there was a fresh sea bass. With these ingredients, Zhao Desan began to fully exert his exquisite culinary skills, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, and stir-frying in the kitchen, all in one go...

In less than an hour, he had made four dishes: Mapo Tofu, Kung Pao Chicken, Stir-fried Garlic Sprouts with Shredded Pork, and Stir-fried Wood Ear Mushrooms with Eggs. Although they were all home-style stir-fries, and he didn't know how they tasted, from the appearance and color, he still had some heat control.

Smelling the bursts of fragrance drifting from the kitchen, Lan Mei couldn't hold back anymore, so she quietly walked over from the living room, stood behind Zhao Desan, and saw that he had already cooked four dishes. The alluring fragrance made her unable to help but say: "Wow! I really couldn't tell, little Zhao, your skills are really not bad!"

Finding that Lan Mei was already standing by his side, and being praised by her, Zhao Desan turned his head and said triumphantly: "Just average."

"Four dishes, just for the two of us, that's enough. What are you still busy with?" Lan Mei looked at Zhao Desan standing by the stove and still busy with something, looked at the covered pot, and asked suspiciously.

Zhao Desan smiled mysteriously and said: "There's one more dish."

Lan Mei only smelled the bursts of fragrance drifting from the pot and couldn't help but ask: "What dish is it?"

"I won't tell you." Zhao Desan said mysteriously, "Sister Lan, you take these four dishes out first, the last dish will be out of the pot immediately."

Lan Mei suppressed the suspicion in her heart, took these steaming dishes out and placed them on the dining table, set two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and took a bottle of red wine and two high-footed glasses from the cabinet in the corner of the living room, walked over and placed them on the dining table.

After she prepared all this, she saw Zhao Desan walking over from the kitchen with a large plate. After placing it on the table, he smiled mysteriously at Lan Mei, and then while uncovering the lid, said playfully: "Ta-da... Steamed Sea Bass..."

With the lid lifted, a rich and alluring fragrance immediately rushed into her nose, filling the whole room. Lan Mei then realized that this guy had also made a sea bass. Looking at the whole sea bass on the plate, whether from the shape or color, this fish was truly well-made. Added to the alluring fragrance, it already made Lan Mei drool a bit, and she couldn't help but want to use her chopsticks to taste it.

"It smells so good!" Lan Mei wrinkled her nose, smelling the fragrance emanating from the plate, swallowed her saliva, and said.

Zhao Desan smiled triumphantly and said: "Sister Lan, didn't you not believe I had this skill?"

Lan Mei simply looked at Zhao Desan with admiration, satisfying his vanity, and said: "I really couldn't tell you had this skill, I really couldn't tell. Can I use my chopsticks?" She couldn't wait to taste how Zhao Desan's skills were.

"Eat, there are no outsiders." As he spoke, Zhao Desan greeted Lan Mei to sit down.

Once she sat down, Lan Mei couldn't help but pick up a piece of sea bass and chew it slowly. As she chewed, her beautiful eyebrows raised, and that intoxicated expression was a sign of her affirmation of Zhao Desan's skills.

"How does it taste?" Zhao Desan asked Lan Mei confidently.

Lan Mei nodded and praised: "It's really delicious." As she spoke, she picked up another piece of fish meat and sent it into her mouth.

Zhao Desan smiled triumphantly, opened the red wine, poured half a glass for each person in the high-footed glass, ate a few bites of food, raised the glass, and said: "Come, Sister Lan, let's have a toast."

"Come." Sister Lan then stopped her chopsticks, picked up the wine glass, and clinked it gently with Zhao Desan's glass.

Each raised their necks, took a small sip of wine, put down the glass, and Lan Mei said with some emotion: "Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, do you know how long it's been since I've eaten alone with someone like this?"

Zhao Desan didn't ask her how long, just smiled and said: "It's been a long time since I've eaten like this too." This feeling was really comfortable and romantic for him.

This was the first time, and perhaps the last time, Zhao Desan ate alone with Lan Mei like this, and it was a meal he cooked himself. Under normal circumstances, Zhao Desan was unwilling to show his exquisite culinary skills to women. Today, driven by various factors, he personally cooked a delicious meal for Lan Mei.

Being able to eat a meal cooked by Zhao Desan himself, Lan Mei felt very satisfied and happy. She, who hadn't had a good meal for a long time, had a great appetite today, eating ravenously, as if she had been hungry for a long time.

Zhao Desan accompanied Lan Mei for a full two hours for this romantic dinner, and half of the bottle of red wine was drunk without realizing it. After eating and drinking, Lan Mei looked flushed, as if she were three-tenths drunk, her eyes appeared a bit hazy and uninhibited, and the unique style of a young woman was revealed in every gesture. Although the beautiful young woman beside him could be said to be a one-in-a-million top-tier, not only was her figure plump and hot, her appearance beautiful, but she also had a top-tier white tiger ground that made one reminisce, but this time, Zhao Desan didn't have those improper thoughts. First, he had fought with Su Qing all night after taking a Viagra last night, and the bullets in his body had been emptied, unable to accumulate in a short time. Second, he just wanted to accompany this lonely woman well, open his heart and chat, which was enough. He wanted her to know that he wasn't just coveting her beauty and being so good to her. People are emotional animals, and everything is mutual. Since Lan Mei had silently paid so much for him, he should also do something to make her remember for a lifetime. Perhaps this delicious meal he cooked for her would make her unforgettable for a lifetime.

That night, Zhao Desan accompanied Lan Mei chatting until late at night. Seeing that she was a bit sleepy, he got up to say goodbye. Obviously, when he said he was going back, Lan Mei's eyes showed reluctance, but this couldn't change Zhao Desan's mind. He comforted her to rest well, as she had to go to work tomorrow, coaxed her to bed, and quickly walked out of her house.

After coming out of Lan Mei's home, the night was deep, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Wearing the coat she bought for him, he didn't feel as cold as last night. Sometimes, he felt that perhaps he and Lan Mei were the most suitable pair. Although there was a gap in age, they never quarreled when they were together, and she wasn't a water-loving woman like Zheng Jie who would betray him. There were too many ill-intentioned men in the entire construction committee system who were always hitting on her, but she remained unmoved, maintaining her consistent coldness and unapproachability, just like a lotus flower rising from the mud without being stained, which could only be viewed from a distance and not desecrated.

Standing under the dim street lamp, Zhao Desan waited for a while, hailed a taxi, and headed home. When passing the location where the Chevrolet girl had the car accident, he suddenly thought of the wild girl who called herself 'Laozi'. He originally thought he had another peach blossom luck, but he only told her his phone number, and because Ma Ting was present at the time, it wasn't convenient to ask for her number. For him, an alternative girl like Jin Lulu who exuded wildness all over was almost the first time he had contact with, so he was particularly interested in her, but unfortunately, he didn't even know her phone number.

Thinking of Jin Lulu, Zhao Desan naturally thought of that Sun Maomao. He was very curious about who Sun Maomao's father was. Even the boss of the underground world in Linbei District, 'Golden Leopard', had to look at his father's face, and even said he wanted to get back the loss of the Mercedes for Ma Ting, but in the end, that guy humiliated him in front of 'Golden Leopard'. If this grudge is not avenged, he will not be a man. Zhao Desan swore that once he grasped the background of that guy, he must find a way to take revenge. Even if it wasn't convenient to take him to the knife, he would take his father to the knife. As long as his father was a figure in Xijing politics, Zhao Desan had a way to use the power of Su Qing, the deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee and minister of the Organization Department, to uproot Sun Maomao!

That night, Zhao Desan could be considered the last night he truly accompanied Su Qing, but because he had to report to the district early the next morning, he didn't intend to serve Su Qing physically tonight. After returning home, he chatted with Su Qing for a while, and after she gave him some instructions on what to pay attention to when going to the district, the two went to sleep early.

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