After the real daughter is reborn, she is beautiful

Lin Ya was lying on the big soft bed in the well-prepared cotton pajamas.

The quiet and gentle light blue curtains sway slightly with the night wind, and the dark blue plush carpet wraps the big bed like an ocean. On the soft white quilt on the bed, there is a dark blue plush pillow and a brown bear cloth I.

There is also a warm yellow night light on the bedside table, which is gentle but not dazzling. A blue aroma diffuser is placed next to it, exuding a faint fragrance. It seems that it is specially placed to prevent the little guests in this room from insomnia.

The overall layout of the room is a blue healing cottage that does not match the simple and elegant decoration of the Zheng family. It is not difficult to see how much Zheng Lingfeng has put in to make her live in peace of mind.

This is a wonderful mood that is remembered in people's hearts. Something seems to swell up in my heart, and it feels warm.

Lin Ya turned on the warm yellow night light, and fell asleep with the faint fragrance.

A night without dreams.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone through the light blue curtains on the girl's soft face one by one. As she turned over unconsciously, the red marks on the other side of the face could be clearly seen.

The small fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, Lin Ya slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the delicate little lights on the ceiling.

Listening to the faint chirping of birds outside the window, and smelling the fragrance of flowers brought by the breeze outside the window, Lin Ya enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

She lazily turned over and turned on her phone, it was 56:[-].

Perhaps because of the aromatherapy, Lin Ya, who always sleeps until lunch time on rest days, miraculously woke up one day earlier.

If waking up at eight o'clock is considered an early rise.

Lin Ya simply washed up, opened the closet, and the new season's clothes of different brands and styles were arranged in order from light to dark. Lin Ya was shocked by the degree of detail.

She casually took out a white loose sweater and a pair of light blue jeans from the closet and put them on.

She stood in front of the mirror, picked up a hair tie, and tied her long, smooth black hair into a small bun.

The skin without makeup is soft and fair, the red lips are as soft as rose petals, the slender swan neck outlines a beautiful arc, paired with a casual white sweater and jeans, the whole person is full of infinite vitality.

"Grumbling..."

There was a hungry whine from her stomach, perhaps because she got up too early, Lin Ya, who had always skipped breakfast, was actually hungry.

She walked out of the guest room, praying that there would be something like fruit, cereal, and milk in the kitchen to feed her.

Before walking to the restaurant, the smell of food came to my nostrils.

She quickened her pace, and as soon as she reached the dining room, the last breakfast made by the kitchen aunt was just on the table.

Zheng Lingfeng was sitting at the dining table with coffee in his left hand and a newspaper in his right.

The morning sun reflected on his side face, and the light and shadow just rightly occupied every corner of his cheek, as delicate as a Greek sculpture.When he saw Lin Ya standing at the door of the restaurant, his thin lips parted slightly:
"What are you doing standing there? Aren't you hungry?"

Lin Ya looked at Zheng Lingfeng in a suit and leather shoes, and muttered as she walked towards the dining table.

How to wear a suit at home.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, I have never seen him wearing clothes other than a suit.

Although a handsome guy in a suit is really eye-catching.

Lin Ya walked to the dining table, her attention was quickly attracted by a table of exquisite and hearty breakfast.

The exquisite presentation of the dishes makes the food, which is already full of color, fragrance and taste, sit on each plate like a work of art, which is no less than that of a five-star hotel.

Fried golden and crisp mountain mushroom spring rolls, fragrant lotus-flavored glutinous rice, rich and thick preserved egg and lean meat porridge, delicious steamed chicken feet with black bean sauce, soft and delicious honey sauce barbecued pork buns, and a cup of Warm thick freshly ground soy milk.

She couldn't wait to pick up the bowls and chopsticks. First, she picked up a pork bun with honey sauce and bit it down. The chemical reaction between the soft bun skin and the sweet but not greasy pork made her squint her eyes.

Absolutely.

Immediately afterwards, she took another sip of soy milk, which was sweet but not greasy, thick but without bean dregs, and it was completely different from the soy milk sold in the breakfast shops outside.

She rubbed the cup lightly, savoring this ordinary but delicate delicacy.

It's just that the touch of this cup is a little special, but Lin Ya feels that it is not completely unfamiliar, as if she has been in contact with it before.

Warm and moist as jade, cold but not ice, the warmth of soy milk did not pass through the cup to the hands.

She drank the remaining soy milk in the cup in one gulp, picked it up to examine the seemingly ordinary black cup.

Lin Ya observed carefully, whether it was the cup wall, the cup mouth, or the small handle of the cup, they were all polished extremely smooth, and the whole cup exuded a simple but high-end texture.

Not only this cup, but the entire tableware on the dining table are made of the same material.

A table of delicacies suddenly lost their original allure. Lin Ya touched this bowl and looked at that plate.

Lin Ya's pupils shrank suddenly, and the answer was ready!

It's Gore Mulan Rock!

Just a small piece of Gore Mulan Rock is worth hundreds of millions, not to mention such a table of tableware!
Others get a piece of Gore Mulan Rock, either to collect raw materials, or to ask a professional craftsman to polish it into an ornament and put it at home.

Zheng Lingfeng is fine!Use it as tableware!

Zheng Lingfeng seemed to have noticed Lin Ya's gaze, and raised his head to meet a pair of round deer eyes.

It's just that the emotions contained in those round eyes are too complicated, some are shocked, some are puzzled.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Lingfeng looked at her like this, a little confused, "Not to your liking?"

Lin Ya shook her head, approached Zheng Lingfeng mysteriously, and said, "Is your tableware made by Gore Mulanyan?"

"Well," Zheng Lingfeng nodded slightly, "Do you like it? Give you a set?"

"How many sets do you have?" Lin Ya raised her forehead.

"There are still several large pieces in the underground warehouse, and it should be possible to polish more than ten sets." Zheng Lingfeng pondered for a moment and answered seriously.

Lin Ya seemed to have suddenly remembered something important, she looked at Zheng Lingfeng suddenly, and asked, "Isn't it you who gave me my school meals?"

"What do you say?"

Lin Ya opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found herself speechless.

Simply inhumane!
Not only use such a precious material to make tableware, but also use it to make lunch boxes!
The gap between people is always greater than the gap between humans and pigs!
Lin Ya decided to turn grief and anger into appetite.

After a stormy meal, Lin Ya wiped out a table of delicacies and rubbed her slightly protruding belly in satisfaction.

At this time, the butler suddenly pushed the door open and said a few words in Zheng Lingfeng's ear.

Zheng Lingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc.

"Miss Lin Ya, let's go to a good show after breakfast."

He put down the newspaper, stood up, Lin Ya followed behind him, and the two walked towards the reception room.