The daughter of a thief: the CEO's darling

In the entire apartment, only Su Ling'er and the old ghost were left.

Leng Hanxuan had something to do at the company, so he left early in the morning.

Meng Chu'er accompanied Luo Chenyu to the Lin's house for dinner.

That's good, she can chat with the old ghost alone.

"Old ghost, can we talk?"

The old ghost glanced at Su Linger and nodded. In fact, he also knew what Su Linger was looking for him to talk about.

"Old ghost, did you know from the beginning that Ran'er was taken away by Li Cuilian?"

The old ghost nodded, and it was a yes.

"Then why didn't you rescue her at that time? According to your ability, it shouldn't be a problem to take a person away."

This is also what Su Ling'er has always been puzzled about. Why did he let Ran'er stay in Leng's house?
The old ghost said guiltily, "Because I knew that Li Cuilian took me away to force me to show up. At that time, I thought, if I didn't show up, would she just give up?"

"So you sacrificed Ran'er?" Su Ling'er was a little emotional, and her voice was a little bit colder.

The old ghost was silent, this was also the thing he blamed the most in his life.

Su Ling'er calmed down, and continued to ask: "Old ghost, you have been refusing to reveal my relationship with Leng Hanxuan, is it related to Leng Hanxuan's parents?"

In fact, this is just Su Linger's conjecture, apart from this, she really can't think of any other unspeakable secrets for the old ghost.

The astonishment in the old ghost's eyes flashed, he didn't answer Su Linger's question, because he didn't know how to say it.

"Is it really like Leng Hanxuan's conjecture that his parents' car accident was related to Li Cuilian?" Su Linger was startled by her own thoughts.

The old ghost shook his head and said slowly, "The car accident between An Qian and Feiye has nothing to do with Li Cuilian. Although Li Cuilian has done many wrong things, she never thought of hurting Feiye."

"Ling'er, I'm sorry for making you all suffer."

Apart from apologizing, the old ghost doesn't know what to say to Su Ling'er.

He couldn't explain to Su Ling'er or even Leng Hanxuan what was in his heart.

Su Ling'er was silent, and she didn't press the old ghost anymore, she would always know something when it should be known.

"Ling'er, give me some more time." The old ghost begged.

After he settles his grievances with Li Cuilian, he will reveal the whole matter.

"En." Su Ling'er nodded, touched her stomach, and finally felt relieved.

The moment she entered Lin's house, Meng Chu'er felt uncomfortable all over.

Luo Chenyu held her hand tightly, comforting her, and also comforting himself.

"Brother Luochen, sister Chu'er, you are here."

Lan Xing's enthusiasm made Meng Chu'er feel even more uncomfortable, and that coquettish voice made her goosebumps drop all over the floor, and she trembled unconsciously.

"Luo Chen, Miss Meng, come and sit down." Lin Zilong was always gentle and refined, with a slight smile on his lips, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

After sitting down, Lin Zhihao had a straight face, especially when he saw Meng Chu'er, he showed disdain.

There was a table full of delicious food and drink, but Meng Chu'er didn't have any appetite at all. With such a depressing atmosphere, it's no wonder that Luo Chenyu doesn't live here, and Luojia feels warmer and more comfortable.

"Come on, Brother Luochen, Sister Chu'er, sit down quickly, I prepared these today, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Lan Xing's enthusiasm made Meng Chu'er feel like there was some kind of conspiracy, maybe she was thinking too much.

"Okay, let's all sit down and eat." Lin Zhihao's attitude was still cold.

It's as if someone owed him money and didn't pay it back.

Eh!She felt that this must be a matter of Luo Chenyu's character, since her mother was not around, her father still didn't love her.

"Brother Luochen, this is your favorite corn ribs. I've been up all afternoon."

Meng Chuer sweats!

In front of her fiancé, how could she be so courteous to another man so naturally?
The most unbelievable thing, what does the customary expression on the fiancé's face mean?Is it possible for a man to be so magnanimous?

Why couldn't Luo Chenyu do it?Not to mention that she is courteous, but if she takes a second look at any man, Luo Chenyu will have a cannibalistic expression on her face.

"Miss Meng, you can eat too." Lin Zilong was quite polite.

"What? Sister Chu'er, are these dishes not to your liking? You see, I don't know you very well, and I don't know what you like to eat. I'm really sorry." Lan Xing looked guilty.

Whether it is her tone or manner, she has shown the demeanor of her hostess.

And she, Meng Chuer, is an outsider.

"Hehe, it's okay, I'm not picky about food." Apart from laughing dryly, Meng Chuer really didn't know how to deal with it.

She would suffer from indigestion if she ate in such a depressing atmosphere.

"Luochen, Zilong is inconvenient, so I will leave the wedding to you." Lin Zhihao ordered.

This is the second sentence Lin Zhihao has spoken since he first came in. His attitude is cold and without any emotion.

"Luochen, I will trouble you about the wedding." Lin Zilong said, with a trace of apology in his tone.

"I see." Luo Chenyu replied lightly.

Meng Chu'er was a little surprised, she thought Luo Chenyu would refuse, but she did not expect him to agree.

At this moment, a look of disappointment flashed across Lan Xing's face, but it was only fleeting.

"By the way, sister Chu'er, you will be my bridesmaid then."

噗

Meng Chu'er almost didn't spit out, with...a bridesmaid?This is not to joke with her again.

"What? Is sister Chu'er unwilling?" Lan Xing looked sad.

It seemed that if Meng Chu'er refused, it would be such an unreasonable thing, it would make her feel like a small belly.

"No... no, it's not suitable for me to be a bridesmaid." Meng Chu'er politely refused.

She, Meng Chu'er, is not someone who wrongs herself, bridesmaid?Her brain is not rusted.

"But……"

"Lan Xing, don't force Miss Meng." Lin Zilong interrupted Lan Xing.

"Okay then," Lan Xing replied with a disappointed face.

"Okay, let's eat, the wedding is still a long time away," Lin Zilong said, relieving the dull atmosphere.

"Sister Chu'er, can you cook?" Lan Xing asked innocently.

Meng Chu'er nodded: "Well, I can do it a little bit. It's okay to eat by myself. As good as you are, I really can't do this table of delicious food."

Didn't Lan Xing ask this kind of question just to let her praise her? Anyway, it's the matter of the upper lip touching the lower lip, and boasting will not lose a piece of meat.

"Then you need to learn more. Brother Luochen has a very picky mouth. He has been socializing all year round and has a bad stomach. Sister Chu'er, you need to worry more."

Heh, is this a blatant provocation?He also said it so naturally and confidently.

Meng Chuer hooked the corners of her lips, and said slowly: "I don't need to worry about these things, Uncle Zhou will arrange them. Besides, the chefs at Luojia are all invited from five-star hotels."

Lan Xing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, but what you did has a different meaning to Brother Luochen. If you want to grab a man's heart, you still have to grab a man's stomach. Sister Chu'er, If you don't mind, I can teach you."

Hehe, can she say that she really minds?
"I don't like the smell of oily smoke from the kitchen. I think I'd better forget about it. Besides, Luochen is looking for a girlfriend, not a cook, right?"

Yu raised his eyebrows, motioning for his cooperation.

Before Luo Chenyu could speak, Lin Zilong took the conversation.

"Or, Luochen, you'd better move back to live, at home, there is still a caretaker."

"No need, I am very picky, but in front of the woman I like, those material things are not so important." Luo Chenyu replied lightly.

Why does such a flat tone make her blush? Is this Luo Chenyu's confession to her?
Meng Chuer felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll find someone to arrange the wedding. If there's nothing else, we'll leave first." After speaking, Luo Chenyu pulled Meng Chu'er up and strode away without Lin Zhihao's consent .

Looking at the back of Luo Chenyu leaving, Lan Xing's eyes were dim and dull. It turned out that it was not Lin Luochen who was picky, but that she was not his love.

"Ah... so comfortable." After leaving the Lin family, Meng Chu'er felt much more relaxed as if she had been released.

"Luochenyu, I want to eat noodles." Meng Chu'er groped while rubbing Kongkong's stomach.

This meal is a pain, not only to see Lin Zhihao's cold face, but also to deal with Lan Xing's hypocrisy, eating a meal is like fighting a war.

Fortunately, she has practiced before. If her mental quality is not strong enough, she might have died suddenly.

"Where do you want to eat?" Luo Chenyu asked.

"Well...it's so late, why don't you go home and make it for me?"

"Okay." Luo Chenyu looked at Meng Chu'er with a doting face.

Forehead?
What's the situation?She just joked, when did Luo Chenyu become so talkative?

Looking at Luo Chenyu's busy back in the kitchen, Meng Chu'er felt that this man was too handsome. Sure enough, a serious man is both attractive and handsome.

"Does it look good?" Luo Chenyu walked over with her face in her face.

"It looks good," Meng Chu'er murmured.

Luo Chenyu unconsciously gave a faint smile: "Do you like it?"

"Like" Meng Chu'er at this time is still immersed in her own world.

"Even if you like it, you have to eat the noodles first."

amount……

Meng Chu'er came back to her senses, she was really embarrassed, how did she become a nymphomaniac?

The embarrassing Meng Chu'er can only bow her head to eat noodles now, not to mention, Luo Chenyu's cooking skills are not bad, at least she thinks it is better than the dishes on the table just now.

Looking at the cute Meng Chuer with her head down eating noodles, the doting Luo Chenyu rubbed Meng Chuer's head and said softly, "Eat slowly."

噗

"cough cough"

Luo Chenyu's behavior made Meng Chu'er almost choke, what kind of operation is this?Why she can't understand.

"I told you to slow down."

Luo Chenyu took out a tissue and gently wiped off the soup from the corners of Meng Chu'er's mouth. His movements were extremely gentle, not at all like the cold appearance in the Lin family.

Meng Chuer was stunned, she could only feel her hot cheeks and fast heartbeat.

"Luochenyu, are you convulsed?" Meng Chu'er couldn't help calling secretly.