Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

When Shen Rongche returned to Zhang's house, Zhang Mo'er was making soup with the little guy in the kitchen.

Although she wasn't that good at it, but Aunt Arita was instructing beside her, and she had quite the posture.

Aunt Tian saw Shen Rongche first, and before she could make a sound, she was signaled by Shen Rongche's eyes, and went out quietly.

Aunt Tian looked back at the kitchen with a smile, "These young people are really good at playing."

Zhang Mo'er was busy making soup, so she didn't know that Shen Rongche was only a few steps away from her.

The little guy was even more exaggerated, standing on a small stool, holding a complete recipe book in his hand, and looking at it with a serious expression.

And directed Zhang Mo'er, "Mo'er, it's time to put ginger slices, is your ginger ready?"

Zhang Mo'er threw ginger slices into the pot in a hurry, "Okay, okay, what's next?"

The little guy turned a page of the book, "Next..."

"Huh? What does it taste like?"

The little guy sniffed vigorously, "Ah! Mo'er, did you not turn on the water?"

Zhang Mo'er exclaimed, "Yes! I forgot to turn on the water!"

In other words, these two people just used fire to roast the pot.

Zhang Mo'er quickly turned off the fire.

Shen Rongche laughed, these two little confused.

He picked up the little guy and hugged Zhang Mo'er.

Caught off guard, one big and one small were startled at the same time, and when they found out that it was Shen Rongche, Zhang Mo'er said angrily, "Why is it you! You scared me to death."

"What are you doing?"

Shen Rongche pretended to say.

In fact, he could smell it too, but he couldn't dampen Zhang Mo'er's enthusiasm for cooking.

"Hongshuang had an accident and the child was not kept, so I thought about making soup for her to make up for it."

Zhang Moer said.

However, she looked at the pot with no water but ginger slices with a guilty conscience. It seemed that she was really not good at this.

In the past, I only knew how to cook a few dishes, which was enough to satisfy the food and clothing needs of wheat.

This is the first time she tried such a complicated soup cooking process, and the result is predictable, and she failed in the first battle.

The little guy looked at Shen Rongche with some doubts, why did he feel that Shen Rongche was a little strange.

Why does it seem that his eyes are full of love?

Woohoo, this man is so scary, he can't be hiding a deep love, pedophilia, right?

The little guy's little head began to move rapidly, moving in the most biased direction.

Shen Rongche put down the little guy, and said to Smail and Mo'er, "You guys go out, I'll come."

Zhang Mo'er was surprised, "You will?"

Shen Rongche shrugged, "It's better than you."

Zhang Mo'er and the little guy snorted at the same time, and went out as a matter of course.

Shen Rongche glanced at the backs of the two, and there seemed to be something extra in their pretty eyes.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, Shen Rongche rarely puts joy on his face like this.

It's just that he couldn't help it today, because their family has always been there, so it's good.

Shen Rongche made soup and walked out of the kitchen.

Zhang Mo'er and the little guy played chess with Zhang Beicheng.

The little guy's chess skills are simply against the sky, Zhang Beicheng didn't expect that he would lose to a little boy, and he was so angry that he almost stood up.

Keeping dragging the little guy and refusing to let him go, Zhang Mo'er just looked at the two of them and said to you and me, smiling slightly.

Shen Rongche walked over, Zhang Beicheng looked up at Shen Rongche, "Are you back?"

"Ah."

Zhang Beicheng said angrily: "Xiao Yi is really disrespectful to the old man, you see he has defeated me many times!"

"Grandpa, why did you sue Ah Che like a child?"

Zhang Mo'er really couldn't stand it anymore.

Shen Rongche was secretly proud of himself, that is, it doesn't matter whose son it is?
"why are you laughing?"

Zhang Mo'er looked at Shen Rongche's smile as if there was no one else around, and always felt weird, what kind of medicine did this man take wrongly?
Shen Rongche continued to smile and shook his head, "Xiao Yi should rest, I'll take him upstairs."

Zhang Moer nodded.

After Zhang Beicheng waited for Shen Rongche to leave, he secretly pulled Zhang Mo'er and said, "Do you think it's weird after Shen Rongche came back?"

Zhang Mo'er nodded sharply, "Grandpa found out too? I thought I was the only one who found it strange."

Zhang Beicheng snorted and said, "You see he usually has a cold face, how could he smile like today?"

Zhang Mo'er smiled shyly and said, "Hehe, what Grandpa said makes sense."

Shen Rongche put the little guy on the bed and stared at the little guy without moving.

The little guy was a little scared by Shen Rongche's look, "What are you looking at me like that for?"

Isn't it really a pedophile?God, he's scared!
Shen Rongche said: "I tell you some good news, I found my mother."

The little guy's eyes lit up, isn't Shen Rongche's mother his grandma?
It's a pity, it's a pity, and he should be happy for his father.

"So that's the case, congratulations!"

The little guy winked at Shen Rongche with an innocent look.

It's just a conversation between two people, not like a father and son.

"Do you want to see what she looks like?"

The little guy became interested, "Oh? What does it look like?"

Shen Rongche looked at the little guy with a half-smile, and took out a photo from his suit pocket.

The moment the little guy saw the photo, his expression changed.

Of course, Shen Rongche would not miss the little guy's wonderful expression. At this moment, he was sure that this cunning little guy probably knew that he was his and Zhang Mo'er's child.

Otherwise, he wouldn't suddenly appear beside them, and Yu Sheng wouldn't let himself be the little guy's guardian so lightly.

Holding the photo, the little guy murmured: "She and I look like..."

Shen Rongche said with a smile: "Yeah, don't you think you should explain to me? Yu Yisheng? Oh, no, Shen Yisheng. My son, huh?"

The little guy looked at Shen Rongche with a pale face, and then murmured: "What kind of high technology is this? How did you turn me into a woman, and still be so old?"

Shen Rongche almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, his ability to irritate people is really outstanding, and he still has the mood to make a joke at this time.

"Don't admit it?"

The little guy smiled and said, "Hey, I don't know anything. I'm only three years old. What can I know?"

"You don't look like you know nothing, son?"

Shen Rongche was like a wolf staring at its prey, smiling very strangely.

The little guy shrank his head, "That..."

Shen Rongche hugged the little guy in front of him, then stared into the little guy's eyes and said: "Now and after, every word you say must not be adulterated. If you anger me, you know the result."

The little guy said aggrievedly: "What are you doing to me, bullying people!"

Shen Rongche did not expect that this brat was still stubbornly resisting, "If you tell me honestly this time, I will not be to blame for what happened before."

"Then you promise me one thing."

The little guy looked up at Shen Rongche, "Then you promise me one thing?"

"what?"

"Don't tell Mo'er yet."