Chapter 8 is very heart-warming

"Father, if it's okay, I'll go back first." She squeezed a smile and pretended to say calmly.

Sure enough, seeing that she was going back, Lu Hetian rubbed his palm and said depressed: "I heard you made wontons for your brother in the morning?"

Lu Liangwei didn't wonder how he knew. Seeing that his expression was unnatural, he knew what was going on, but deliberately pretended not to see it. He blinked and looked at him purely and innocently, "Yes, what's wrong?" "

Lu Hetian wanted to say, why didn't he?

Lu Hetian would not admit that he was jealous of his son.

With one hand behind him, he straightened his chest, his complexion a little stinky, "Nothing."

A sly flickered in Lu Liang's beautiful eyes, he sighed deliberately, and said frustratedly: "I originally made a portion for Daddy, but I thought that Aunt Zheng was taking care of Daddy's breakfast, so I didn't dare to give away wonton In the past. After all, my daughter’s culinary skills were clumsy, and she didn’t dare to compare with Aunt Zheng’s cooking skills. My dad was used to eating the meals made by Aunt Zheng, fearing that he could not be used to what I cooked."

Lu Hetian looked a little uncomfortable.

To be honest, Aunt Zheng's cooking skills are indeed very good. It is difficult for her to insist on getting up early every day to make breakfast for herself every day for more than ten years. He is dedicated to this. Even if he does not have her in his heart, he can't hate her.

He changed the subject and said, "What about wonton?"

Lu Liang looked at his unnatural look in his eyes.

I sneered slightly.

In Lu Hetian's heart, how detached the Ling's position is. After all, it has been dead for many years, and there are other beauties beside him. How long does Lu Hetian have to think of her?

It is true that Zheng would wake up early to give Lu Hetian breakfast every day, but Zheng's cooking skills are actually mediocre. She is just cooking. It is a chef she hired heavily for Lu Hetian to cook meals.

Zheng knows well that to grasp the heart of a man, he must first grasp his stomach.

It's a pity that the Zheng family has become accustomed to being pampered, and he doesn't have any talent in cooking. After learning a few times, he gave up after no results.

Every day, the cook made it, and she lied that she did it herself and sent it to Lu Hetian.

Lu Hetian has been very good to her because of Zheng's dedication.

Although she didn't get her right upright, Aunt Zheng's status in the Guogong Mansion was not low, and Lu Hetian also let her take charge of everything in the Guogong Mansion.

"Rewarded the jade." Thinking of this, the smile on Lu Liangwei's face faded. Seeing that Lu Hetian's face was dark, he added unhurriedly, "What a pity to throw it away, it just so happens that the jade that I made is delicious. , So I ate it for her."

Lu Hetian looked at the jade behind her with heavy eyes.

Zhu Yu immediately felt that her neck was chilly, but she didn't understand it. Hearing what the lady said, she subconsciously agreed, "Miss made wontons are delicious."

When the voice fell, Zhuyu felt that not only her neck was chilling, but she couldn't help but shiver.

Guo Gong's eyes were terrible.

Lu Liang glanced at the upright girl slightly, almost couldn't help laughing.

"Father, I have to go back to see the doctor's book, so I won't accompany you, you'll always go!" After she said, she waved at him, took the beads, and ran away.

Lu Hetian was a little angry, but also a little lost.

My daughter could think of Lu Tingchen's stinky boy, but she left him in the cold.

He heard someone say that not only did Weiwei make a bowl of wontons for Lu Tingchen in the morning, the brothers and sisters also had breakfast together.

Lu Hetian felt very heartbroken when he thought of such a warm picture.

(End of this chapter)

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