The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Very warm. I can feel that you are very happy."

She looked at Mu Yuansheng, "Back then, I thought someone like you would live alone."

"I think so too."

"It shows the charm of Miss Meng."

Ling Siwei kept smiling all the time.

Whether it is for Mu Yuansheng or Meng Ying.

She was incredibly friendly.

Such a person has an elegant temperament and a sense of measure.

These days, there are very few people who are measured.

Meng Ying hopes that she has always been measured.

There is one more person in the family, but it is still different after all.

Meng Ying specifically confessed to Aunt Yan that she wanted to make more medicated food to supplement Ling Siwei.

Aunt Yan did not dare to be sloppy.

Ling Siwei is really not troublesome and very gentle and considerate.

Will help Aunt Yan choose dishes and chat with her.

Aunt Yan liked this Miss Ling more and more.

Meng Ying would often run outside. Within a few days, Aunt Yan's distress and affection for Ling Siwei was completely reflected in her daily life.

"How long have Meng Ying and A Sheng been together?" Ling Siwei asked Aunt Yan while making desserts, and asked casually.

Aunt Yan thought for a while, "It should have been a while. When I first came, my husband and Miss Meng seemed to be married at that time."

Ling Siwei's hand movement paused slightly.

"Later, my husband left without saying goodbye, and Miss Meng gave me money and told me to go back. At that time, it should have been a quarrel. Later, my husband came back and invited me back. I used to call Miss Meng Mrs. Together, Miss Meng would not let me call her his wife."

Aunt Yan shook her head, "The young people nowadays are what we can't understand."

"They have such a good relationship, and sooner or later they will meet Mrs. Mu."

...

In the evening.

Mu Yuansheng and Meng Ying came back together.

Ling Siwei was sitting in the courtyard. She saw the car approaching.

She leaned in the wheelchair and raised her face slightly with gentle eyes.

"Asheng."

Mu Yuansheng took Meng Ying's hand, "Why are you sitting outside? The temperature has dropped recently, so be careful of catching a cold."

Ling Siwei pulled at the shawl on her body, "I wear a lot. I stayed bored in the room, thinking that you are coming back soon, just wait outside."

She looked at Meng Ying again, polite and polite, "Miss Meng."

Meng Ying nodded.

Regarding Ling Siwei's name, Meng Ying no longer corrects it.

"Go in first." Mu Yuansheng went to push the wheelchair.

Meng Ying accompanied him.

She won't mind this little thing.

I'm not afraid that Ling Siwei will move, but that she will not move.

Aunt Yan brought the dinner to the table, and she deliberately said, "Today's dishes are all made by Miss Ling, and they look delicious."

The dishes on the table are very delicate.

It can be said to be full of color, fragrance, and gluttonous.

"It's okay to be idle, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if it suits your appetite." Ling Siwei said so, but he was very confident.

Ling Siwei put a piece of squirrel fish in Mu Yuansheng's bowl, "I remember you used to like this. If you try it, you don't know if it's not the same as before."

Wow.

These words... well, it smells like that.

Meng Ying calmly picked up the small fried beef in front of him.

It's really good, the beef is very tender, and the pepper is not too spicy.

"Very delicious." Meng Ying praised.

Ling Siwei smiled, "I'm afraid it won't suit your appetite."

"I want to come back every day to eat the dishes you cook, and I will definitely gain weight." Meng Ying picked up another dish.

Aunt Yan whispered from the side: "So Ms. Meng doesn't like to go home for dinner, do you think my cooking is not delicious?"