Chichi Zhou Novels & Stories

I still have that pre-arranged dinner during the weekend I have a premonition that it was going to help in fixing so many of the loopholes concerning them I hurried towards the kitchen, hoping to see something prepared. I was famished and the only thing I was able to take during work hours was a cup of coffee and a pack of doughnuts that Cassie had managed to force me to take because I had to skip lunch. I opened the refrigerator and was glad to see that there was a bow! of Charleston red rice and Buffalo wings placed in the middle. It was positioned in such a way, that it would be easy to locate. At that moment, I wasn't bothered by who had prepared it because I knew it had to be one of the

"I went to my church for our weekly potluck dinner." "Oh cool. What did you eat?" "Well I cooked." Juicy tried not to look surprised. He went to church AND he cooked? She was impressed. She hadn't been to church since being a little kid wearing an Easter dress. "I made chicken pot pie. I used biscuit dough for the top, instead of a pie crust. People seem to really like when I do that." "What church do you belong to?"

Emilio can be so stupid, he never knows when to quit, he always needed to know everything that was going on. We hear the front door open and close, Chef lookedtoward me and I shrugged, these days I don't even know who and who lived here. Everyone was always in and out. Quinn walked into the kitchen, wearing a purple silk dress, that was so short, she looked like she was coming from a club or some function which required that length. She had her airpods as she talked, laughing away with whoever was on the other end, she took a seat by the table and crossed one leg over the other, checking her nails.

Chenguang or Zhong Yu? To be continued...

**Japchae is sweet and spicy stir fry noodles. Mr. Jones had already dropped Timothy's stuff since he also had some catching up to do with Riley. Both the families were pretty close as their kids were practically joined at the hips. The Reeve couple (Sofia's parents) never joined their family gatherings but, neither did they stop little Sofia. That was the case when they were still kids. Sofia's parents were a little too protective and won't let her go out much when they were going out on their own (during teenage of course). Not that the other two would go without her, so they often sneaked her out.

she was lazy. Jason told her that he was satisfied with her as a patient and promised to take her out for dinner during the weekend. She had been looking forward to it so much but, when weekend came, everyone heard about her Jason's little trip, next thing she knew she was in a large bus with everyone in base heading for the restaurant Li Chen has taken her. They all said that they wanted to celebrate with her and since Dylan didn’t have any oppositions…she was having a meal with them.

"Well, that's it for kimchi. You can found your own combination, Chef." "Thank you, Miss. You are such a great help! But, how about the food from meat? Do you have another suggestion?" "Hmm, I thought that your foods was perfect. You can use the side dishes or a fruit juices to balance it spiciness." "Miss! Thank you! You are indeed an angel! May I have a honor to know your name?" "You are flattering me, Chef. Call me Cecilia. Cecilia Lancia. And you are?" But Adrian's smile fading, "So, you are… You are Duke Lancia's daughter, aren't you?"

Rashid Chacha chuckled slowly, much to her annoyance. "Arre Baba!! Chandni Bitiya ka gussa ab kaise kam hoga ? (How can we calm Chandni, now that she is so angry?) I know!! Let's go and eat your favourite Baraf ka Gola# " (# Coloured and Flavoured Crushed Ice on sticks, sold by small vendors near beaches and streets)

Jake turned on the charm. "Of course not. I'd never touch a girl like her. You're all I want." Felicity sounded smug. "Hmph. If I find out you did, don't blame me for cutting you off when I get the inheritance." Jake laughed, trying to please. "Heard your best friend's worth over ten mil? What'd her dead parents do to stack that much?" Felicity laughed. "They ran a company. Died young, left her loaded. She can't touch a dime till twenty-five. She's just working there now, 'training.' Pretty big deal—might hit a few hundred mil soon."

He is becoming more hot because of his color and it only added to how manly he looks. “Let’s eat now, baby… I mean, Cassie.” He teased me as I sat in front of him. “Baby your face.” I rolled my eyes at him and then he laughed hard. On the table, the fried chicken on the table is a Korean dish as per him. It is called tteokbokki. By the look of it, it looks good and savory. But on the other side, I saw that he also cooked some Filipino food like chicharon (which is a deep-fried pork belly) and lumpia (a spring roll that contains pork and some thin sliced vegetables).