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Chapter 934: Cooking For Other Men?

“Then I’ll go talk to Auntie later.”

Song Yaoyao’s eyes curved as she leaned into Huo Yunque’s arms.

The little girl looked very cute in the man’s arms.

“Is there anything in this world that Gege doesn’t know how to do?”

She counted with her fingers as she watched Huo Yunque whisk the eggs into liquid. “You know how to earn money, you know how to dance, and you know how to cook... Ah, sometimes I really feel that you are a god that has descended to the mortal world.”

“Tch—”

Huo Yunque knocked her little head. “A god? Song Yaoyao, have you been watching too many TV dramas?”

“Hmph, I’m not the only one who thinks so.”

The egg spread across the wok, and the fragrance immediately assailed her nostrils.

Yellow scrambled eggs were quickly prepared.

Song Yaoyao fanned herself, took a deep breath, and sighed. “It’s so simple. Why couldn’t I cook it well?”

“It’s okay if you can’t.”

Huo Yunque put the eggs on the plate. Even though he could cook, he had only entered the kitchen when his mother was still alive.

After she passed away, only he and Elder Huo were left in the house, and they were both serious and cold people.

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At that time, Elder Huo was far less easygoing than he was now.

If it weren’t for Huo Yunque’s mother meddling in the middle, his relationship with his father would never be as good as it was now.

“Sigh, but I want to learn.”

Song Yaoyao sighed. Her pretty little face scrunching up.

Huo Yunque raised an eyebrow, held her shoulders, and gently turned her around. He leaned over and looked into her eyes. “Tell me, why do you have to learn how to cook?”

“Because I want to participate in a variety show!”

Song Yaoyao did not realize what was hidden in Huo Yunque’s eyes, so she hugged his waist and puffed up her cheeks. She thought that she probably really did not have any talent in cooking, so her shoulders collapsed and she was very discouraged.

“But I can’t learn it no matter how hard I try. I’m so stupid!”

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and stroked her soft hair with his big palm.

“Come, tell me, who do you want to cook for when you join the variety show?”

“Mr. Pan!”

Song Yaoyao’s mouth twitched, and her eyes lit up as she spoke.

It was said that his desserts were especially delicious, and the taste was also very special.

When the time came, she would definitely taste every flavor!

Huo Yunque’s hands paused. “Mr. Pan...?”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Song Yaoyao did not realize that a certain someone’s tone was already very dangerous, she even happily said coquettishly to him, “It’s a variety show about cooking. Many of the guests on the show get to show off their culinary skills. But I don’t know anything. I have to learn a dish that can be used, otherwise, it would be so embarrassing. She wrinkled her nose, stood on her tiptoes, and looked at Huo Yunque as she shook his arm, “Gege, don’t you think so?”