The little chef is married to: a villain with a dark belly in cooking

Sitting on the right side of Rongyue, the content of their conversation fell into her ears verbatim.

According to her understanding, that person must be Rong Yue's mother.

And the male voice on the phone just now is probably her current husband.

So it is because of the environment that our villain has become what he is today. If you are not strong, you will only be eliminated.

Survival of the fittest is an eternal truth.

Su Liang just stayed by his side silently, she doesn't think that she is qualified to intervene in his private affairs, let alone some things that should be known to you, you will naturally know.

Sometimes, silent company is better than all words.

"You wait first."

Su Liang got up and went to the kitchen to order a bowl of longevity noodles.

And Rong Yue was indeed sitting there waiting as she said, and did not move his chopsticks.

Instead, he looked at the busy figure in the kitchen with scorching eyes.

For the first time, he felt that he couldn't understand this person.

In the past, Su Liang was arrogant and ambitious, and the relationship between the two was just to take advantage of each other.

He used her as a pawn, so why not her.

But now...

It seems like everything is going off track.

Su Liang, who was standing in front of him now, was thoughtful, cunning and intelligent, and had excellent cooking skills. He didn't seem to care much about everything, but it was just right.

She is becoming more and more difficult to control.

But it seems that she like this is more in his mind.

"Come, try the longevity noodles I cooked."

The noodles were steaming hot, sprinkled with some scallions, and served with a poached egg.

Nothing could be simpler.

At this moment, he was actually shocked.

It seems unexpected but reasonable.

I saw him not moving his chopsticks for a long time.

"Try it quickly."

The woman was full of smiles, showing her white teeth, and her long and narrow eyes had a gleam of expectation, which made her even more dazzling.

Hmm~, there is actually another advantage, the appearance is not bad.

Picking up the chopsticks, parting his lips lightly, he exhaled.

Sent to the mouth unhurriedly.

Su Liang was worried for him.

"How about it."

He felt regretful when he said it, anyway, he must have said it was okay, and he didn't mean it, why did she ask this.

But it seems that there is a little more expectation than before.

I hope he can say something different this time.

Meeting that Yingying gaze, the words on the lips stopped.

"return……"

There was a glimmer of dimness in his eyes, and it was okay, so he knew that he shouldn't expect anything nice to say from his mouth.

But the next second.

"not bad."

It was rare for Rong Yue to get online once, but Su Liang was stunned.

It was only then that he realized what he had said.What.

For a moment, the smile is like a flower, dazzling and brilliant.

Hmm~, looks, cough, not bad.

Rong Yue didn't realize that this was the first time he realized that a person looked good.

For him, this is already the highest evaluation today.

……

Getting up and planning to leave, he went downstairs and fumbled in his pockets, only to find that the car keys had not been left with Su Liang, and folded them back.

When Rong Yue opened the door, Su Liang was taking a shower.

Rong Yue glanced around and found no one, so he started looking for the car keys by himself.

He fumbled on the couch, the key stuck in the crevice.

Pulling out the key here, it seems that I can vaguely hear intermittent singing.

He searched for the source of the sound and came to the door of the bathroom.

The singing grew louder.

The left and right are just those few songs, the timbre is good, but it seems that some can't remember the lyrics, so they hum and chirp instead of the past.

Whenever Su Liang is in a good mood, she sings in the bath.

As for the reason why she is in a good mood today, I don't know.

Rong Yue listened for a while in front of the bathroom door, and found a post-it note in the living room.

A few words were left on it.

It was posted on the refrigerator, with a rare smile on the corner of his mouth.

Without hesitation, he turned and left.

After Su Liang showered and washed his hair, he wiped his wet hair and hummed a little song.

He walked to the refrigerator to pour a glass of milk.

But the hand suddenly stopped, and his eyes seemed to be on the vigorous handwriting.

"The singing needs to be improved."

There is no signature below, but there is no need to guess who it is.

There is room for improvement, huh.

Young lady, I am the queen of the next generation.

Pick up the phone and find the letter starting with F in the address book, find the villain boss, and click to create a new text message.

"Only those with strength and potential can have room for improvement, thank you boss for the compliment!"

Rong Yue received a text message here.

Hmm~, it seems that there are hidden narcissistic attributes.

Just as he was about to put down his phone, he seemed to think of something.

Called Lu Ye's phone.

"Help me buy an apartment next to 5502 in XX community."

"Yes, boss."

After buying an apartment here, it will be much more convenient for him to go to Cengfan in the future.

……

Su Liang has been asked out by Gu's mother many times these days.

The content of the conversation is nothing more than those words.

Under the guise of going shopping, he talked to her about how good his son is.

She knew everything by heart.

Gu Yan is the male lead, even if she doesn't say it, Su Liang knows how good he is.

But excellence is one thing, liking is another.

Even though she made it clear many times that he has no intentions for Gu Yan, but...

"Mother Gu, Mr. Gu and I are really just a simple subordinate relationship. Luo Hua has no intention of flowing water and is ruthless. This kind of thing cannot be forced."

However, the middle-aged woman stroked the back of her hand like a mother.

"You child, you are really straightforward. Feelings can be cultivated. Take your time. I'm not in a hurry, and you don't have to be in a hurry."

It's not urgent, just tie her by my side and talk to her about how wonderful my son is every day.

Sure enough, it was a person of the previous generation, who had eaten more salt than she had eaten rice, and the ginger was still old and spicy.

It's hard and soft.