The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

Luo Yuyao was shocked by Bai Liyue's words.

She even felt that Bai Liyue might have some mental problems.

Seeing her shocked gaze, Bai Liyue continued: "Miss Luo, you will definitely not be able to digest what I said right now.

But everything I said is true, you often come and go to Ling's house, you just need to confirm it a little bit, and you will know that what I said is true or false! "

Luo Yuyao slowed down for several minutes, and seemed to be slowly digesting what Bai Liyue said.

"You mean, now Mo Han is not the real Mo Han, but another man?"

Bai Liyue nodded resolutely: "Yes!"

"This is unbelievable, Miss Bai, why should I believe your words? Let alone your words have no logic at all.

Furthermore, if Mo Han wasn't the real Mo Han, wouldn't Aunt Wan and other people familiar with the Ling family know about it? "

Bai Liyue will not be able to explain clearly to Luo Yuyao for a while.

She only said: "Miss Luo, my words are easy to prove, you only need to do what I say, and you can draw a conclusion.

Don't you feel that there is a big gap between the current Ling Mohan and the previous Ling Mohan? "

Bai Liyue reminded Luo Yuyao with one sentence.

In the past, Ling Mohan was very gentle towards her, and he would not treat her at a respectful distance like now.

What's more, the feeling that she is staying with him now has no tacit understanding in the past.

Even Ling Mohan didn't want to say a word to her.

"Okay, I trust you once."

...

Tonight, the Ling family.

Luo Yuyao came to Ling's house.

Behind her were two servants, who held lunch boxes and hugged a bouquet of flowers.

She came here stepping on the clock, and this time was exactly the time for Ling's family to have dinner.

After Luo Yuyao stepped into the gate, she saw Ling's restaurant, Mrs. Ling and Ling Mohan were sitting opposite each other, eating.

Seeing Luo Yuyao coming, Mrs. Ling stood up happily: "Yuyao, you're here."

"Auntie, Mo Han, you are all having dinner. It just so happens that I made a few side dishes myself and brought them here for Auntie and Mo Han to try."

Looking at the food box carried by the servant behind Luo Yuyao, Mrs. Ling smiled even more, and ordered: "Quickly, put the dishes made by Yuyao on the table, so we can eat together.

Yuyao, you said that your child, a rich lady, learned some cooking skills, it's really hard work for you. "

"It's okay, Auntie, I'm also free."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yuyao embraced the blooming roses from the hands of the servants behind her.

"Auntie, this is for you. I'll find a vase for you to put in it."

"Yuyao, you are really caring."

Seeing Luo Yuyao go aside and put the roses into the vase one by one, Mrs. Ling smiled all over her face.

She thought that Luo Yuyao's sudden enthusiasm must be because of what she said in the morning, Yuyao figured it out.

Mrs. Ling sat back at the dining table, and saw Ling Mohan who was silent.

She smiled, and pushed all the dishes Luo Yuyao brought over to Ling Mohan.

"Mo Han, Yuyao cooked these dishes for you herself."

Looking at the ordinary dishes in front of him, Ling Mohan felt strangely familiar.

He who has never been interested in food, unexpectedly felt that the aroma of these dishes aroused his appetite.

Just as he was about to move, Luo Yuyao came over and placed the inserted roses very close to Ling Mohan.

When seeing the red rose, Ling Mohan felt disgusted for no reason.

He suddenly turned cold, and said indifferently: "Take it away."

Both Mrs. Ling and Luo Yuyao were taken aback, and Luo Yuyao was even a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Ling quickly smoothed things over and said, "Mo Han, what's the matter? Isn't this flower pretty?"

"I don't like real flowers."

He answered calmly, but Luo Yuyao's brows raised sharply.

She glanced at Ling Mohan in surprise, then silently withdrew her gaze.

She sighed silently in her heart: This must be a coincidence.

Helpless, Mrs. Ling ordered someone to take the vase away, and said to Luo Yuyao apologetically, "Yuyao, don't worry, Mo Han has such a personality."

"fine."

Luo Yuyao smiled unnaturally, but looked at Ling Mohan from time to time.

Ling Mohan slowly picked up the dishes Luo Yuyao brought over in front of him.

He didn't move at all when the chef of the Ling family cooked.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ling was extremely satisfied.

She smiled and said, "Yuyao, look, Mo Han likes your cooking so much."

Hearing this, Ling Mohan suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Yuyao: "You made this dish?"

Luo Yuyao nodded slightly: "Yes, Mo Han, what do you think?"

Ling Mohan chewed the food in his mouth, and said for a long time, "It tastes very familiar."

It was actually very similar to the dish that woman cooked last time.

Boom_

A pair of silver chopsticks in Luo Yuyao's hands slipped to the ground, and she hurriedly picked them up again.

"Sorry, I wasn't sure."

"It's okay, Yuyao, Auntie has someone change a pair for you."

Luo Yuyao finished the dinner without any taste, and she was always absent-minded at the dinner table.

until dinner is over.

Mrs. Ling deliberately gave them a chance to be alone, so she found an excuse to go out, leaving Luo Yuyao and Ling Mohan in the hall.

After the meal, Ling Mohan sat on the sofa, with a cup of tea in front of him, and flipped through a book in his hand.

Luo Yuyao sat across from him, thinking for a long time, and then mustered up the courage to speak: "Mo Han, I remember, didn't you hate reading books the most?"

In the past, Ling Mohan was rebellious, and he didn't have such a quiet hobby as reading.

Ling Mohan paused for a second while flipping through the books, and replied, "I forgot."

Luo Yuyao heard from Mrs. Ling that Ling Mohan was plotted against and injured before, so she forgot a lot of things.

But can a person's personality and hobbies change so quickly?

Just when she was about to speak, a maid came over, holding a bowl of boiled Chinese medicine in her hand, and skillfully handed it to Ling Mohan.

"Master, it's time for you to drink your medicine."

Ling Mohan glanced at the bowl of Chinese medicine indifferently, and replied impatiently: "I am in good health, take it away."

The maid didn't intend to leave, she persuaded: "Young master, this is what my wife ordered. This medicine is good for your health, so we must watch you drink it, otherwise, my wife will not spare us."

Ling Mohan's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "I said, take it away."

The maid was so frightened that her legs trembled, but she still brought the medicine to Ling Mohan, and persuaded: "Master, for your health, please don't make things difficult for us."

Ling Mohan's eyes were cold, he raised his hand to hold the medicine bowl, and then let go of it suddenly.

boom_

A bowl of traditional Chinese medicine fell to the ground, and the hall of the Ling family was instantly filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"roll."

Frightened by Ling Mohan's icy cold voice, the maid took several steps back and ran out in panic.

Ling Mohan glanced indifferently at the Chinese medicine on the ground, then got up and went upstairs.

He hates the feeling of being forced the most, and has always been.