The ex-wife is so attractive that the abstinent rich man is driven crazy every day

Ji Yaocheng couldn't stand it and said, "Han Shen, you've had enough. I didn't invite you to dinner just to watch you act like a dog."

Give me back my family.

She's already divorced, how can she have the nerve to say such shameless words?

Really blind.

At this time, the door of the box was pushed open again, and Hong Ming walked in with a piece of dongpo meat. He walked straight to Tang Xingwan, saluted her, and said respectfully, "Uncle, it's rare to meet you. See if the Dongpo Pork I made has improved!"

This dish was originally made according to the recipe tutorial she left behind.

"Hong Ming, we haven't seen each other for eight or nine years, right?" She said softly, "Didn't I tell you? You don't have to do this to me."

Hong Ming smiled broadly and said, "You are my junior uncle. You should not break the etiquette you should have. If my father knows about it, he should take care of you according to the family law."

Who would have thought that the child who followed her back then, who was no taller than her shoulders, would now be so tall, measuring [-] meters by eye, and become a top private chef.

"What do you call her?"

Ji Yaocheng looked at him in astonishment, never expecting that Hong Ming, who was proud and arrogant, would respectfully call a woman uncle.

I think back then, he visited the thatched cottage three times before inviting Hong Ming over.

Hong Ming placed Dongpo Meat in front of Tang Xingwan and replied in an extremely serious tone, "Little Master Uncle is the only disciple with a foreign surname that my grandfather accepted. He is my father's junior sister. According to my seniority, I should be called Little Master Uncle." , her cooking skills are better than mine and my father's."

His eyes fell on Tang Xingwan, with a look of admiration on his face.

He was the least talented one in the Hong family. When he was a child, he learned to cook, but he was often criticized. He almost felt that he was an idiot because he had no talent for cooking. He once doubted his life and even wondered if he was wronged by the Hong family in the hospital. hug. It was the little uncle who always encouraged him, patiently taught and taught him, and led him slowly to the path. Therefore, in Hong Ming's view, the little uncle was not only his little uncle, but also his little master.

"Please taste it, my junior uncle." Hong Ming didn't care about their surprise and presented the chopsticks to him with expectation.

Tang Xingwan took a bite and raised his eyebrows, "It's fat but not greasy. It melts in your mouth. It's even better than what I cook! Hong Ming, your cooking skills really surprise me."

She still remembers the first time Hong Ming cooked Dongpo Pork. He didn't control the heat well and the meat almost burned.

"Thank you very much, Junior Uncle, for nurturing me. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today!" He said, "Grandpa and father miss you very much. If they knew that I would meet you today, they would definitely be eager to see you. Above."

"I came to Ning City to do some business. Don't tell them about meeting me, so as not to cause them to go back and forth. When I have time, I will go to Yecheng and visit them in person."

Hong Ming nodded, "Okay, everything is up to you. Then I'll get to work first!"

Thinking of something, he handed over the phone.

"Please also ask my junior uncle to leave me your current contact information."

Tang Xingwan entered the number, and Hong Ming exited the box with satisfaction.

Looking up, she saw two pairs of shocked eyes falling on her.

Fu Han's eyes were dark and dark, "Wanwan, why have I never heard you talk about it?"

No wonder the food cooked by Hong Ming felt familiar to him just now. It turned out that he learned it under Wan Wan's guidance.

Tang Xingwan said calmly, "Mr. Fu has been eating for so many years, but he has never taken the initiative to ask!"

In the past, he was just impressed that Tang Xingwan was good at cooking. He really didn't have any extra thoughts. After all, they were married by contract. He shouldn't have extra feelings for the contract partner, and he didn't intend to explore and know too much about her.

"It's my fault!" He admitted his mistake.