Five Treasure to Find Dad, Mommy Is Super Powerful

Luo Yuyao was shocked by Bai Liyue's words.

She even felt that Bai Liyue might have something wrong with her spirit.

Seeing her shocked gaze, Bai Liyue continued: "Miss Luo, you will definitely not be able to digest what I said for a while.

But what I said is true. You often go in and out of Ling's house. You only need to confirm a little bit to know if what I said is true or false! "

Luo Yuyao slowed down for several minutes, and it seemed that she began to slowly digest what Bai Liyue said.

"You mean, Mo Han is not the real Mo Han, but another man?"

Bai Liyue nodded firmly: "Yes!"

"This is incredible, Miss Bai, why should I believe your words? There is no logic at all without saying your words.

Furthermore, if Mo Han is not the real Mo Han, Aunt Wan, and other people familiar with the Ling family would not know? "

Bai Liyue would not be able to explain clearly to Luo Yuyao for a while.

She only said one sentence: "Miss Luo, what I said is easy to prove. You only need to do what I say to draw a conclusion.

Don't you think that the current Ling Mohan is very different from the previous Ling Mohan? "

Bai Liyue reminded Luo Yuyao with one sentence.

The former Ling Mohan was very gentle with her and would not keep her away like he does now.

Moreover, the feeling of staying with him now is no longer the tacit understanding of the past.

Even Ling Mohan didn't want to say a word to her.

"Okay, I believe you once."

…

In the evening, Ling's family.

Luo Yuyao came to Ling's house.

Behind her were two servants. The servants carried a lunch box and a bouquet of flowers.

She came here by stepping on it. At this point in time, it was the time for Ling's family dinner.

After Luo Yuyao stepped into the gate, she saw Ling's restaurant. Mrs. Ling and Ling Mohan were sitting opposite each other and were having a meal.

When Mrs. Ling saw Luo Yuyao coming, she got up happily: "Yuyao, you are here."

"Auntie, Mo Han, you are all having dinner. It just so happened that I made a few side dishes myself, and I brought them here to give Auntie and Mo Han a taste."

Looking at the food box carried by the servant behind Luo Yuyao, Mrs. Ling smiled even more and said: "Quickly, put Yuyao's dishes on the table, just in time for us to eat together.

Yuyao, you said that your child, a golden lady, what cooking skills to learn, it's really hard for you. "

"It's okay, auntie, I'm also free."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yuyao hugged the Zhengyan rose from the servant behind him.

"Auntie, this is for you. I will find a vase for you to put it in."

"Yuyao, you are so intentional."

Seeing Luo Yuyao go aside and put the roses in the vase, Mrs. Ling smiled.

She thought that Luo Yuyao's sudden enthusiasm must be because of what she said in the morning, Yu Yao figured it out.

Mrs. Ling sat back at the table and saw Ling Mohan who didn't say a word.

She smiled and pushed all the dishes that Luo Yuyao had brought to Ling Mohan.

"Mo Han, these dishes were made by Yu Yao himself."

Looking at the unremarkable dishes in front of him, Ling Mohan felt strangely familiar.

He, who had always been uninterested in food, felt that the fragrance of these dishes aroused his appetite.

As he was preparing to move, Luo Yuyao walked over and placed the inserted rose close to Ling Mohan.

When he saw the red rose, Ling Mohan felt disgusted for no reason.

He suddenly coldened his face and spoke indifferently: "Take it."

Both Mrs. Ling and Luo Yuyao were taken aback, and Luo Yuyao was even a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Ling hurriedly said, "Mo Han, what's the matter? Isn't this beautiful flower?"

"I don't like real flowers."

He answered calmly, but Luo Yuyao's brows suddenly raised.

She glanced at Ling Mohan in surprise, then silently retracted her eyes.

She sighed inwardly: This must be a coincidence.

Reluctantly, Mrs. Ling ordered people to take away the vase, and apologized to Luo Yuyao and said, "Yuyao, don't care, Mo Han is this character."

"fine."

Luo Yuyao smiled unnaturally, but looked at Ling Mohan from time to time.

Ling Mohan slowly picked up the vegetables brought by Luo Yuyao in front of him.

He didn't move anything that the chef of the Ling family made.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ling was extremely satisfied.

She smiled and said, "Yu Yao, look, Mo Han likes your cooking."

Hearing this, Ling Mohan suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Yuyao: "You made this dish?"

Luo Yuyao nodded slightly: "Yes, Mo Han, what do you think?"

Ling Mohan chewed the food in his mouth for a long time before saying: "Very familiar taste."

It was very similar to the dish that the woman cooked last time.

咚_

A pair of silver chopsticks in Luo Yuyao's hand slipped to the ground, and she hurriedly picked it up again.

"Sorry, I didn't hold it steady."

"It's okay, Yu Yao, Auntie asked you to change a pair."

Luo Yuyao finished this dinner tastelessly, and she was absent-minded at the dinner table.

Until the end of dinner.

Mrs. Ling deliberately gave them a chance to live alone, so she found an excuse to go out, leaving Luo Yuyao and Ling Mohan in the hall.

After the meal, Ling Mohan sat on the sofa with a cup of tea in front of him, flipping through a book in his hand.

Luo Yuyao sat opposite him, thinking for a long time, only then mustered the courage to speak: "Mo Han, I remember, didn't you hate reading before?"

The former Ling Mohan was rebellious and didn't have such a quiet preference for reading.

Ling Mohan paused for a second while reading the book, and then replied: "Forgot."

Luo Yuyao heard from Mrs. Ling that Ling Mohan had been hurt by someone before, so he forgot a lot of things.

But can a person's personality and hobbies change so quickly?

When she was about to speak, a maid came over, holding a bowl of boiled Chinese medicine in her hand, and handed it to Ling Mohan skillfully.

"Master, it's time for you to drink medicine."

Ling Mohan glanced at the bowl of Chinese medicine indifferently, and replied impatiently: "I am in good health, take it away."

The maid did not intend to leave. She persuaded: "Master, this is what the wife ordered. This medicine is good for your health, so we must watch you finish drinking, otherwise, the lady can't spare us."

Ling Mohan looked gloomy and said coldly, "I said, take it away."

The maid’s legs trembled with fright, but she still brought the medicine to Ling Mohan, persuading: "Master, for your health, please don't make us embarrassed."

Ling Mohan looked cold, raised his hand to borrow the medicine bowl, and suddenly let go.

boom_

A bowl of Chinese medicine fell to the ground, and the Ling's hall was instantly filled with the smell of Chinese medicine.

"roll."

The maid was frightened by Ling Mohan's icy voice and took a few steps back, and ran out in a panic.

Ling Mohan glanced at the Chinese medicine on the ground indifferently, then got up and walked upstairs.

He hates the feeling of being forced the most, always.