Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Lin Yutong returned to her room in a hurry, her heart was beating fast, she looked down at the floor, only then did she realize that her shoes were put on backwards.

Fortunately, he was not seen, otherwise how embarrassing would it be?
But after this kind of rejoicing, she became worried again, Leng Mohan's face was so pale, she didn't see it.

He obviously lost too much blood, and his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Such a powerful person like him actually looks so weak?
Thinking about her trembling at the tip of her heart, she always felt very guilty.

Yes, she told herself that, it was just guilt, not mixed with other emotions.

"Miss Lin, are you there?" Someone knocked on the door at this time.

Lin Yutong was a little surprised, she didn't expect to hear this person's voice here.

"Mother Zhou," Lin Yutong opened the door, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, Ms. Lin, I heard that you were injured, so I made some bone soup for you. Do you like it?"

As soon as Zhou's mother saw her, she immediately said with a smile on her face.

"Thank you," Lin Yutong smelled the smell of meat, and the greedy bug was immediately hooked.

It has been a long time since I ate the bone soup stewed by Zhou Ma, but I felt a little emotional after drinking it at this time.

Looking at the broth in front of her, she suddenly had a good idea.

She can make some food for the man lying on the bed, which can be regarded as compensation for him.

Anyway, he is injured now, what he needs is nutritional supplements.

"Mother Zhou, I have something to discuss with you." Lin Yutong looked at Mother Zhou and said with a smile.

"What are you talking about, Ms. Lin, if you have something to do, just ask, I will definitely do it for you," Zhou Ma said with a smile on her face.

"I want to cook a meal for your young master, can you prepare some ingredients for me?" Lin Yutong said what he meant.

Zhou's mother was a little dazed, the person in front of her looked so similar to her former wife.

Both eyes were equally as bright as stars, which made her unable to recover for a while. With such a face, how could she refuse her request?
In the blink of an eye, she came back to her senses: "Miss Lin, just tell me what you want me to prepare, and I will prepare it for you."

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kitchen.

Zhou's mother was almost shocked. Although Lin Yutong moved slowly because of the injury, everything was done in an orderly manner.

There was nothing wrong with it, she was almost so surprised that her eyeballs were about to pop out!

Her doubts deepened.

The woman in front of me not only looks exactly the same as the former wife, but also has the same style of doing things.

There are also some subtle habits, all of which are so similar, isn't this person really the former wife?

"Miss Lin, I have a question to ask you. How do you know where the apron is placed?" Mother Zhou still couldn't help asking.

The movement of Lin Yutong's hands paused for a moment, she must know where the apron was placed.

But her current identity is not Lin Yutong, but Lin Wangqing, of course she should not know where the apron is placed.

"Isn't this the only place in the kitchen? You can tell by just looking at it," Lin Yutong was a little uneasy, and hurriedly changed the subject:
"Mother Zhou, please help me to see, is this okay?"

Zhou's mother was immediately distracted, so she didn't pursue it any further.

What they didn't know was that their conversation was completely seen by some people upstairs.

Leng Mohan's eyes narrowed slightly, shining with a strange light, and he had a feeling in his heart that everything would come to light, soon.

Meals were prepared quickly.

Lin Yutong was very satisfied with her cooking skills: "Mom Zhou, what do you think of my cooking!"

Zhou's mother said with a smile: "Miss Lin's craftsmanship is nothing to say, even my wife is on par."

When talking about his wife, Zhou's mother looked a little sad.

Lin Yutong suddenly felt blocked.

When she was Leng Mohan's wife, when she was Lin Yutong, she had cooked this kind of meal countless times with great hope.

But Leng Mohan had never eaten it, and never took these things to heart.

She was alone, wasting so much youth and hard work, wasting all her love for him.

"I've packed all these meals, you can take them to your young master," Lin Yutong showed a faint smile.

The sadness on his face also dissipated a lot, and he looked extremely moving.

She packed the dishes carefully and placed them properly on the tray.

"Miss Lin, you made these yourself, you'd better deliver them yourself," Mother Zhou really wanted the young master to see Miss Lin's intentions.

"Okay then," Lin Yutong hesitated, but agreed.

He walked upstairs and knocked on Leng Mohan's door.

"Come in," Leng Mohan softly agreed inside, leaning against the bed with a book in his hand.

Seeing the people who came in, he had some smiles in his eyes.

"I made you... something to eat..." Lin Yutong felt a little embarrassed when he saw him, and his face immediately turned red.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Leng Mohan immediately sat up straight.

Lin Yutong quickly put the tray on the bedside table, turned around and wanted to run.

"Wait a minute!" Leng Mohan stopped her.

Lin Yutong turned her head nervously and looked at Leng Mohan. Is there anything else going on?
Leng Mohan thought of his hands tightly wrapped in gauze: "Do you think I can eat like this?"

Lin Yutong couldn't help but blushed even more, and felt a burst of regret and guilt in her heart. She thought that this man had something to do with her again, forgetting that he was hurt.

She moved back to Leng Mohan's bed step by step, and opened the meals, and the aroma filled them all at once.

Put the rice bowl in front of Leng Mohan.

"What kind of dish is this?" Leng Mohan pointed to a dish curiously.

"Spicy pork liver!" Lin Yutong said softly.

Leng Mohan stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it gracefully, his brows relaxed, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Then what is this?" Leng Mohan pointed to another dish.

"Pork liver with fried onions."

Leng Mohan paused with his chopsticks, then pointed to another dish: "What is this?"

"This is spinach and pork liver soup!" Lin Yutong said quickly.

"Is there any rice?" Leng Mohan frowned slightly.

"You are a patient now, and rice is not suitable for you for the time being. I have pork liver, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, so you can eat this." Lin Yutong said earnestly.

It turns out that in addition to fried pork liver, it is stewed pork liver, or pork liver porridge.

Leng Mohan couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face was a little ugly.

But he couldn't say anything, it's not his fault, he didn't eat with Lin Yutong before.

Lin Yutong didn't even know that what he hated most was pork liver!