Chapter 33

As soon as Jiang Yunmu got home and entered the door, he spread out on the sofa exhaustedly, without even taking off his shoes, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Mummy Yunmu!" A milky and childish voice came, and then the side of the sofa sank, and a small figure lay beside Jiang Yunmu's hand, with its soft cheek resting on the back of Jiang Yunmu's hand, "Didn't you say Will you call Zhao Zhao back later..."

Jiang Yunmu's heart is about to melt when he looks aggrieved.

Jiang Yunmu got up and passed the armpit of the little milk dumpling to hug him, rubbed his nose against his fair face: "I'm sorry, Zhaozhao, Mommy Yunmu is too busy today, I'll take you to eat some other day Big meal, take you to the amusement park to catch small fish, okay..."

Lin Lezhao was a little itchy from being rubbed back and forth by Jiang Yunmu, and giggled.

"President Jiang is so busy, did he forget to eat dinner again?" Zhao Xiaomeng came out of the kitchen with a shovel, and said to Jiang Yunmu, "Go wash your hands and eat."

The smell of the food wafted out from the kitchen, and Jiang Yunmu immediately smelled her favorite dish: "Grilled ribs?" The faint smell of Maillard reaction penetrated into the tip of her nose with the smell of cumin.

"Let's go, Xiaotuanzai, your mother cooked a big dish today." Jiang Yunmu picked up Lin Lezhao who was on the sofa, "Oh, our Zhaozhao has gained weight recently, I can't hold you anymore." To hold Lin Lezhao's hand.

"Mom said she's growing taller, not fat." Lin Lezhao looked up at Jiang Yunmu angrily.

Jiang Yunmu had never been able to resist his cute appearance, pinched his cheek and coaxed him softly: "Yes, yes, we are not fat at all."

Only then did Lin Lezhao nodded in satisfaction, and took Jiang Yunmu to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Zhao Xiaomeng's culinary skills are the most superb among all the friends Jiang Yunmu knows. Not long after he was busy, there were several delicious dishes on the table.

"When it comes to cooking skills, it has to be our Chef Zhao." Jiang Yunmu pulled a chair and sat down, picked up the bowl and was about to fill the rice.

"Don't move, I'll do it." Zhao Xiaomeng snatched the bowl from Jiang Yunmu's hand, and after walking into the kitchen, he brought out a bowl of steaming rice and put it in front of Jiang Yunmu.

Jiang Yunmu looked at Zhao Xiaomeng with his chin propped on one hand: "I didn't expect Chef Zhao to be so considerate."

"You are our obvious savior, don't just put it in food, you can feed it into your mouth." Zhao Xiaomeng said and put the biggest roast ribs on Jiang Yunmu's plate.

When Zhao Xiaomeng called that day, her tone was full of anxiety. It turned out that Zhao Zhao had a high fever when she came back from kindergarten. Mr. Lin couldn’t make it back from a business trip, and she couldn’t drive. In desperation, he had no choice but to call Jiang Yunmu.

When Jiang Yunmu arrived by car, Zhao Xiaomeng was standing on the side of the road holding Zhao Zhao, who had a strangely flushed face. When he saw Jiang Yunmu coming, it was as if he had grasped the last straw, and tears fell uncontrollably Come down: "Jiang Jiang..."

Jiang Yunmu hurriedly took Zhao Zhao from her hand and put him on the child seat. At this time Zhao Zhao was breathing uncomfortably, her little face was astonishingly hot.

After that, Jiang Yunmu drove the car to the hospital in the fastest time, sent Zhao Zhao to the children's clinic, and went through all the formalities one by one, and finally took the bill to pay.

Zhao Xiaomeng stayed beside Zhaozhao who was lying on the children's hospital bed, taking care of wiping sweat and changing clothes, until the middle of the night, Zhaozhao's fever finally subsided.

When Mr. Lin received the news and rushed to the hospital overnight, he saw Zhao Xiaomeng holding Jiang Yunmu outside the ward crying out of breath.

"Lin Shen originally said that he wanted to invite you to dinner, but I thought about it. You are so busy recently that you must not have time to go out to eat, so I came to cook you a big meal." Zhao Xiaomeng said and took it out of the bag. Bring out a bottle of wine.

(End of this chapter)

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