Marrying the Young Master

Cooky

Ray moved his hand asking Kris to arrange everything in the office.

His trusty feet and hands have been given full power so look forward to what will happen when he reaches the Beez Group.

Ray is still continuing his charity work at the hospital, having a little chat with the director and other officials.

***

Kris drove the car at high speed to the Beez Group, the distance from the hospital to where he works is quite far but because the speed of the car he carries almost exceeds the normal limit and his shrewdness to drive makes it look like a person who drives at normal speed.

Half an hour later he arrived at the Beez Group, got out of the car and tidied up his body suit with a style that looks so cool makes the eyes of women glance folded made.

Kris nodded his head with his cold face as anyone greeted him politely, until he was in the CEO's room.

"What are you doing here.." shut up for a moment, "Miss Salsa?"

Salsa, who was sitting on Ray's throne, sat with her back to Kris' standing position and immediately turned her chair. "Where is he? Why are you coming?"

"What are you doing here? This room is not for you!" he nodded with such a cold tone.

"Can't you speak softly, I'm a vulnerable woman."

Kris shifted to the edge leaving the door still wide open, his hands moving towards the door.

"Kris?" salsa was very upset. "Can't you treat me politely?"

The man's hand moved again with the look of his eyes sharpening, his face hardened. "Go away while I treat you with courtesy!"

"Sopper? Well, you said a polite sentence just now, while what you did to me was inversely proportional to what you said!"

"You want to go alone, or I'll drive you miss!" firmly threatened.

Salsa who was inexhaustible with her behavior could only sigh in annoyance, "I will never forget this! I won't!"

"And never set foot here again!"

Adu physical strength obviously Salsa will lose, but if the fight then Salsa will also lose. Waaah Kris you are so great to be able to pressure people like him to such an extent.

***

In the villa Risa was still busy preparing lunch for their young master and miss.

"Risa help you cut the carrot into pieces." cried Maria to him.

"Oh yes well.." soon Risa worked it out to completion and continued processing it into a delicious dish.

Bela who was busy watching tv in her room was disturbed by the delicious aroma of cooking made by Risa.

"Who cooked it? Why is the smell so good?"

The sound of a car horn outside the fence, Bela moved from the sofa approaching the window to throw the curtain in front of him.

She smiled when she saw her husband coming home for lunch.

The turnstile opened automatically, and a pair of Kris's legs came down from the car and immediately opened the rear side door for his young master, "Please sir.."

"Come in, come have lunch with me." he asked Kris and only answered a small nod.

Bela immediately went down to the 1st floor to open the door, "You're home?" her sweet smile fluffed up perfectly, she grabbed her husband's bag to take in.

"Why are you still wearing the same clothes?"

"Em yes because I want to." holding Ray's hand, "Let's eat, the lunch is ready. Kris you too.."

Now that the three of them had sat down at the table, the servants prepared a dish at the table.

Start them eating that lunch, "Hmmm....😍😍😍 is really delicious, delicious!" bela exclaimed, "Who cooked it?"

Just now Risa wanted to open her voice but quickly Maria interrupted, "I'm Miss.." smiled, "I cooked it." her hands behind her had pinched Risa's body.

"Really, I really don't know if you're really good at cooking."

Maria smiled proudly when she heard it, Risa who was not accepted was still trying to open her voice but again Maria held it by stomping her feet as hard as possible to make Risa inevitably have to shut up.