Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

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"Boss Lin!"

Lin Mo heard someone calling him, and looked back.

"Damn, what a coincidence!"

"Yeah, it's really fate!"

Song Qian came over.

"I met the former landlord a few days ago. She said that the house was sold, so you bought it."

"It's fate." Lin Mo smiled.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yingzi really guessed it.

"Boss Lin, why do you leave work so early?"

"There are no people on the road, so close the business early."

Song Qian laughed, this little boss really came to experience life.

If it were an ordinary private restaurant, how could it close so early.

They obviously don't care about business.

Shop as you like.

"It's still early, why don't you come to my house and sit down, we will be neighbors from now on."

Song Qian warmly invited.

She herself did not expect to be so enthusiastic.

After all, she doesn't like strangers coming to her house on weekdays.

But for Lin Mo.

Song Qian's impression was surprisingly good.

It may be that the other party has superb cooking skills and a different background.

"No, it's too much trouble."

"What's the trouble, we'll be neighbors from now on. Come in, come in and sit for a while."

With that said, Song Qian dragged Lin Mo into her house.

Lin Mo didn't like it, so he took off his shoes, put on slippers, and walked into Song Qian's house.

Almost the same as the design in the TV series.

Song Qian's house is very clean and refreshing.

At first glance, it is the master with good living conditions.

"Yingzi, Boss Lin is here!"

Song Qian pushed open the door of Yingzi's room.

Her room has been specially soundproofed, and shouts from outside cannot be heard from inside.

"Boss Lin!?"

Qiao Yingzi looked up and saw Lin Mo standing in the living room.

"Did I really guess right! Boss Lin is really our neighbor?"

Song Qian smiled: "Yes, I really made you guess right!"

Qiao Yingzi ran out with a smile on his face.

"Brother Lin Mo!"

"Hey, Yingzi, hello."

"Let me just say, you probably live next door to us."

"Yeah, it really made you guess right, it's a fate."

"I'll pour you tea."

"No, I'll just sit down for a while. You don't need to be so polite."

"The visitor is a guest, as it should be." Song Qian said with a smile.

Lin Mo sat down on the sofa.

"Here!" Qiao Yingzi brought a cup of hot tea to the tea table in front of Lin Mo.

"Thank you."

"Yingzi, go back and do your homework."

"Okay, brother Lin Mo, then you sit down for a while, I have to go back to do my homework, there are still a lot."

"well then, good luck!"

Qiao Yingzi returned to the room.

Song Qian also sat down on the sofa next to her.

"Boss Lin, how old are you this year? It seems that you are not very old."

"I'm 28."

"You're 28. I thought you were in your early twenties. Pretty young."

"Thirty-one flowers for a man." Lin Mo boasted without being modest.

Song Qian smiled: "Boss Lin, who are you, shouldn't you be from Forty-Nine City?"

"Yes, from my hometown, Devil's City."

"Magic City?"

No wonder.

Song Qian had already decided in her heart that Lin Mo must have come to experience life.

Faced with Song Qian's household registration-style cross-examination.

Lin Mo also comes and does not reciprocate indecently.

"Sister Song, brother, is he still working overtime at the company this late?"

Song Qian paused and said, "No, Yingzi and I live in our house."

"Sorry, please forgive me."

"Sorrow?" Song Qian chuckled: "You want to fork, Yingzi's father is not dead, it's just that I divorced his father."

"Divorce? Why? Are your personalities inconsistent?"

"It can be counted as one of them. The key is that his father cheated in marriage, and..."

Song Qian hesitated for a moment: "And there are domestic violence."

Domestic violence?

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback.

No, in the original play, there is indeed a talk about Qiao Weidong's derailment in marriage.

Because of this, Song Qian divorced Qiao Weidong.

But I haven't heard of domestic violence.

"Ding! Warm reminder: Some characters in the film and television world are slightly different from the original drama."

Suddenly, the system gave a prompt.

Lin Mo finally understood.

It turned out to be the case.

Well, if that makes sense.

Lin Mo comforted: "Sister Song, it's okay, the next one is better, you are so young and beautiful, what are you afraid of?"

Song Qian covered her mouth and smiled: "Your little mouth is really sweet, but things like feelings follow fate, let's talk about it later. And you, are you married?"

"Married? I don't even have a girlfriend." Lin Mo was helpless.

"Ah, you're already 28 and don't have a girlfriend yet?"

"I didn't say that, at 28, you must have a girlfriend."

Song Qian laughed: "That's true. Now you young people are all married and late in childbirth, which is different from ours. When I was 28, Yingzi was in elementary school."

"How old is Miss Song?"

"I?"

Song Qian paused for a moment, and said intentionally, "Would you like to guess how old I am?"

Lin Mo smacked his lips: "Shouldn't be forty?"

"you!"

Song Qian exploded on the spot.

Raising his fist, he said threateningly: "Stinky boy, are you kidding your sister! Am I that old?!!!"

Chapter 7 Ode to Joy

Lin Mo smiled.

Converged a lot.

No matter what, at Sister Song's age, the children are so old.

As a young man, I still have to keep my focus.