The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Sleeping in the hotel for one night, near noon, Ningxia got up and went downstairs to the restaurant for lunch, and then drove home.

Passing through six buildings, he saw Lin Weiwei's car parked downstairs and thought she was back, so Ning Xia parked the car and went upstairs briskly.

"Vivi..."

Ning Xia whispered and knocked on the door.

Lin Weiwei opened the door with a bright smile on his face, and the smell of food wafted out from the direction of the kitchen.

"It's better to be late than to be late, Xia Xia, you came just in time..."

Lin Weiwei pulled Ning Xia into the door.

After washing his hands and entering the dining room, Ning Xia only took one look at the tall and straight figure in front of the stove, and immediately froze there.

Growing up in City A, why has she never paid attention to that man for so many years?

By the way, at that time, she was a cowardly and cowardly illegitimate daughter, and he was the heir to a high-ranking wealthy family. They were separated by thousands of miles. Even if they admired her, she wasn't worthy, right?

Looking at Leng Jinran, who is a good man at home, and Lin Weiwei, who is busy in and out, serving meals like a happy little butterfly, Ningxia feels that the scene in front of him is a bit dazzling with happiness. , Let her tears of jealousy almost come out.

This kind of scene is what she has dreamed of in the past 20 years.

However, I have never owned it, even for a day.

While the other children were sitting at the dining table, happily waiting for their parents to cook and eat together, she could only wait alone for the delivery boy to deliver warm food.

When the other women clapped hands and watched her husband chop and stir-fry vegetables happily, she could only watch helplessly like this.

Because, that is someone else's man!

With a heartache as if he couldn't breathe, Ningxia pulled out a forced smile to Shanglin Weiwei's warm greeting, and stepped forward to sit at the dining table.

Four dishes and one soup, full of color, flavor and taste.

Although I have already eaten in the hotel restaurant, looking at Leng Jinran whose face is much gentler and brighter than usual because of the cooking, and those meals that are very tempting both in terms of sight and smell, Ningxia Sa He lied that he came to have lunch with Lin Weiwei, and took the chopsticks from Lin Weiwei.

The fish-flavored shredded pork is tender and refreshing, and the sweet and sour pork ribs are sweet and sour. Even the two stir-fried baby vegetables with only salt and the sugar-mixed tomatoes with only sugar, Ningxia feels that there is nothing wrong with it.

It was the best meal she had had in 23 years.

But, not for her.

The whole night after Shen Yajun left, Ningxia tossed and turned thinking how to draw it slowly, but at this moment, Ningxia realized that she couldn't wait any longer.

Can't wait to get rid of Lin Weiwei and replace her, Ningxia feels that every time she meets Leng Jinran, the feeling of heartbeat in her heart becomes more obvious, and she can't wait to become Leng Jinran's woman.

In the future, whether she can become Mrs. Leng or not, she no longer cares about it.

Every moment after that, she only hoped that she was the one who was by Leng Jinran's side, that she was the one who laughed with him and made trouble with him, and that she was the one who ate and slept with him.

After eating the most satisfying meal ever, Ning Xia rushed to wash the dishes after the meal, and even when his fingertips brushed the spatula and chopsticks, Ning Xia could feel an electric current flow through his body.

It seemed that it was Leng Jinran's touch to her.

Putting everything in order, and jokingly saying that Lin Weiwei and Leng Shao's time alone would not be disturbed, Ning Xia almost ran out of the door.

Without going home, Ningxia drove out of Biluowan and drove straight to Shen Yajun's house in the west city.