LOL: I really don't want to go back and inherit the family property

Chapter 69 En Jing and Lin Ma

Seoul, Dongjak District, Zhao's house.

In the living room, today's news was broadcast on the TV, and Zhao's father was sitting making tea.

This pot of tea was made with the high-quality tea brought by Enjing's mother's best friend, Ms. Zhang Linxin from China. Zhao's father, who loves green tea, enjoyed it very much.

Suddenly, there was a "click", and the door opened from the outside.

Zhao Enjing hurried into the house, walked into the entrance, supported the shoe cabinet with one hand, quickly took off the shoes with the other hand, and then called into the house:
"Abba, oh mom?"

"Here! Isn't it Monday today? If you don't stay at school well, why did you come home?"

Father Zhao took a sip of tea and asked with a smile to Zhao Enjing who had just walked into the living room.

"Didn't it rain this morning and the temperature started to drop? I just wanted to come back and get some thicker clothes"

After changing into slippers, Zhao Enjing went straight to the back of the sofa, and squeezed Father Zhao's shoulder hard.

Seeing the teapot on the coffee table inadvertently, Zhao Enjing was slightly taken aback.

"Huh? Dad, where did you get the money to buy such good tea? It's hard to buy in Korea, right?" Zhao Enjing looked doubtful, "Could it be?"

Father Zhao smiled and squinted his eyes, and made himself another cup of tea, ready to enjoy his daughter's praise while sipping tea.

"Could it be that I bought a genuine tea caddy, put my own garbage tea in it, and bragged to my colleagues?"

"puff--"

One couldn't hold it back, and all the tea he just drank spewed out of his mouth, Father Zhao's heart ached.

"What are you talking about? In your eyes, is this the image of Abba? Asi, how could I raise such a daughter as you?" Father Zhao complained while taking out a tissue to wipe his clothes and coffee table.

"Who told you to do this kind of thing before? I remember that when Qiguang came to Seoul to study in the first year, when Aunt Zhang brought him to our house, she brought you a can of good tea from China. After you drank it That's what it does."

Not only did Zhao Enjing not restrain herself, she even directly exposed Father Zhao's background.

torn wounds,

Father Zhao was frustrated, and he no longer wanted to face off against his eccentric daughter. He pointed to the entrance and said, "You are 22 years old, can't you see that there is an extra pair of shoes at home today?"

"Mo?" Zhao Enjing was taken aback again, "Is there a guest at home?"

"Enjing~"

A somewhat familiar and yet unfamiliar voice sounded. Zhao Enjing looked up towards the kitchen, only to see a beautiful middle-aged woman leaning half of her body out of the kitchen.

"Auntie!" Zhao Enjing's eyes immediately flashed with joy, and she rushed to the kitchen in three steps and two steps, and hugged the "auntie" she called.

"Be careful, the kitchen floor is slippery!" Zhang Linxin smiled and patted Zhao Enjing on the back. This picture was like a mother doting on her daughter.

"Why did Auntie come to Seoul suddenly, and she didn't tell me!"

Zhao Enjing rubbed against Zhang Linxin's arms, raised her head and asked with a pout.

Before Zhang Linxin could answer, Zhao's mother who was cooking was unhappy: "Ah, Zhao Enjing, don't you forget who is your mate? You are such a big person, rubbing and rubbing in your Aunt Zhang's arms, Like what?!"

"Hmph, it would be great if Auntie Zhang was really my mistress!"

Zhao Enjing whispered in a voice that only she could hear, then let go of Zhang Linxin, and fought in the kitchen.

"Sweet and sour pork, you must not use tomato sauce for convenience, otherwise the taste will be bad." Zhang Linxin instructed Zhao Enjing and Zhao's mother while cooking.

Influenced by Zhang Linxin, Mother Zhao and Zhao Enjing both learned a lot of Chinese cuisine, and they are also concentrating on learning at the moment.

The cooking time is not long, and the aroma of sweet and sour pork fills the kitchen.

Zhao Enjing sniffled and said expectantly, "This dish looks so good, and it smells so good!"

"It smells delicious, and it tastes even more delicious."

Zhang Linxin took out a piece of tenderloin and handed it to Zhao Enjing's mouth: "Quickly help Auntie to taste it."

"Ah~" Zhao Enjing took a bite of the tenderloin, swallowed it beautifully after chewing for a while, and praised: "It's great! Auntie's craftsmanship is still so good!"

"As long as you like it." Zhang Linxin and Zhao's mother looked at each other, and said casually: "That guy Qiguang, but I like this dish the most. He has a sweet and sour taste."

"Mo? He likes this dish the most?" Zhao Enjing's eyes lit up immediately, but after seeing the half-smile expressions of her mother and aunt, she knew that she had been fished, and immediately lowered her head to wash the dishes for eating.

"Enjing, didn't you specially pickle a jar of kimchi for that boy Qiguang?" Mother Zhao said while washing her hands, "I learned this dish with your aunt these days. When I went to the United States to find him, by the way You can make this dish for him to eat."

"Well, okay" Zhao Enjing replied subconsciously, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, "I don't want it, that little bastard knows how to bully me, it's good to give him kimchi, but still want to eat sweet and sour pork? Humph!"

After washing the dishes, Zhao Enjing took out her mobile phone and glanced at the notes, making sure that every step of the sweet and sour pork tenderloin was clearly remembered.

After coughing lightly, Zhao Enjing changed the subject and said, "By the way, why did Auntie come to Seoul suddenly? Is there anything that needs to be dealt with?"

"There are some things, but they are all small things."

Zhang Linxin put the sweet and sour pork on a plate, asked Zhao's mother to bring the dishes to the restaurant, and then stared at Zhao Enjing.

"That kid Qiguang called me and told me that after the World Championship, he planned to return to China to buy a spot in the LPL team and continue to play professionally when he returned home, so I came here early to help him with some chores."

Upon hearing this news, Zhao Enjing's expression darkened.

Although I knew before that Lin Qiguang wanted to return to China to develop, but now his mother really came to Seoul to handle the aftermath for him, the feeling is still different.

I finally mustered up the courage to take the initiative to attack, and made a little substantial progress, but if I separated the two places for a long time
"So when I come to your house as a guest today, I have something to ask you. Enjing, do you want to come to China to work?"

"Ah? To work in China?" Zhao Enjing blinked.

"Yes, you will officially graduate in two months. Listen to your mother, you haven't figured out what job to look for yet." Zhang Linxin said while observing Zhao Enjing's reaction.

"Didn't you be the host of LCK for a year and a half before? You also have a popular program channel in OGN, and you can speak Chinese fluently. Maybe you can consider joining LPL?"

"Oh, that, although the job of hosting is very interesting, it's actually not my ideal." Zhao Enjing lowered her head.

Joining LCK as a host at the beginning was mainly due to chance and coincidence, coupled with the practical requirements of Ewha Womans University.

Zhao Enjing's family is a scholarly family, and she has always had a concept that she doesn't like to show her face outside, but since she became the post-match interview host of the LCK at that time, she naturally had to show a professional attitude.

But when it comes to working in LPL, Zhao Enjing's first reaction is to refuse.

"Don't want to host interviews? How about waiting for Qiguang to return to China and helping him after the team is formed?" Zhang Linxin asked tentatively.

"Ah? Do you want to help him?" Zhao Enjing suddenly fell into deep thought, and temporarily put aside the matter of turning off the faucet after washing the dishes.

"He has been in Korea for the past few years, and you have been taking care of him. You know his living habits best." Zhang Linxin looked Zhao Enjing up and down, with satisfaction in her eyes, "Think about this matter carefully, Auntie wants I’ve been in Seoul for a few days, waiting for your reply anytime.”

"Well, I know auntie, I will think about it!" Zhao Enjing suddenly regained consciousness, quickly packed the dishes and ran out of the kitchen.

In the kitchen, recalling the blush that quickly appeared on Zhao Enjing's pretty face just now, Zhang Linxin had already narrowed her eyes with a smile.

　Last week’s follow-up data growth was a bit unsatisfactory. It was 898 on Monday and 986 on Saturday. It took only five days for the increase to be less than 100. I am numb.
　　Last week was mainly about the plot of the game. I feel that the writing is okay, but I don’t know why I can’t get up. Are you all thinking about Zhien and Enjing?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)