Bro:"……"

Caught off guard, a large wave of dog food was slapped on the face coldly.

He smiled with difficulty: "You two have such a good relationship."

When talking about Jinli, Lu Zhengya's mood was extra gentle, and he laughed more now than in the previous half a day combined.

Lu Zhengya: "The little fairy that I spent so much time chasing after, of course we should cherish it."

...

[I declare that I am dead! 】

[Why the hell did I click on this show, why did I watch this? Why is this world so cruel to me, a single dog? 】

【What did Lu's father look like when he said this? It's so gentle that it's about to drip water! Ahhh, he must love little fairies very much. 】

[I love it, love it, what kind of fairy love is this, envy Jinli! 】

[Why are other people's boyfriends so rich, handsome and gentle? Guo Jia owes me a boyfriend! 】

[Why aren't you two married yet? I ask you to marry me immediately! I can sponsor nine bucks nine! 】

[Take me upstairs, I can help you move the Civil Affairs Bureau here! 】

[Then I, then I will marry you. 】

...

So, when Mr. Ba is preparing a loving lunch in the kitchen, what are the other two groups of guests doing?

The first is Yi Baicheng and Tang Yishan.

After meeting Lu Zhengya by chance, Yi Baicheng went back to his room and knocked on Tang Yishan's door.

At this time, Tang Yishan was trying on hats for herself - in her room, all kinds of skirts, jewelry and hats filled the room.

When she opened the door, she glanced at Yi Baicheng: "What's the matter?"

Yi Baicheng said: "Just now I met Mr. Lu, he went shopping for lunch, shall we go?"

Tang Yishan: "???"

what are you saying?

"Shopping?" she exclaimed, "I don't know how to cook, and the kitchen is so heavy with oil fume and dirty, so I don't want to cook. Let's order takeaway."

Yi Baicheng frowned.

He knew that Tang Yishan was the eldest lady of Tang Films, and also knew that she was arrogant, but he didn't expect that she would be so open in the reality show.

He said: "You can't eat takeaway for a month."

Tang Yishan: "Why not?"

In fact, if conditions permit, Yi Baicheng is also willing to eat a takeaway.

But the reality is—

Yi Baicheng: "Not enough money."

Tang Yishan: "..."

Yes.

Two thousand yuan.

The average day is less than seventy.

What can I eat for seventy yuan? Not one dish is enough.

Missy is not happy.

She scratched her hair irritably: "Whatever, let's make do with it first, and then think of a way."

Yi Baicheng: "...Okay."

Just as he was about to leave, Tang Yishan stopped him again: "Wait a minute, you just said that Mr. Lu went shopping for groceries?"

Yi Baicheng nodded.

Tang Yishan looked shocked: "He, will he go shopping?"

Tang Yishan imagined herself and her friends, their level was much lower than Lu Zhengya's, a group of rich second generation, none of them had ever been in the kitchen, let alone the vegetable market.

Thinking of Lu Zhengya's appearance, Yi Baicheng was also puzzled.

second floor.

Qin Ru was sitting in the study, holding a foreign book in his hand.

Wenwen was lying in her room writing something, the camera flashed by, it looked like a musical score.

The two of them seemed to have no intention of cooking at all.

...

Time back to an hour later.

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