After breaking off the engagement, I became pregnant with four heirs to the richest man

Lin Nuannuan said, "Young Master Bo, I know you can make money and you are rich, but I still feel that spending three million for a dress is not cost-effective."

"Also, I have hundreds of dresses at home, so don't order any more dresses within ten years."

"What a waste."

In fact, she has said these words many times, but people don't listen at all.

"How is that possible?" Bo Jianchen said.

"You are my wife, Bo Jianchen, and the biological mother of my eight children. Therefore, if I give you the best things in the world, how can it be a waste?"

"I don't think it's a waste at all. Anyway, I feel that only you deserve the best things in this world."

Lin Nuannuan was speechless.

Mr. Bo, you can do whatever you want. No matter what I say, you won't listen.

Especially when it comes to giving her things, I have never listened to her.

"Xiao Nuan, this dress is really beautiful and suits you very well. How about I send you the picture?" Bo Jianchen said excitedly.

Lin Nuannuan pursed her lips and said, Mr. Bo, what does it matter if I send you pictures or not? Anyway, you picked it all for me.

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At this time, the WeChat message alert sounded on the phone.

It was from Mr. Bo.

It was a blue strapless long dress. It looked really good in the picture, but she didn't like such a dress that was too revealing. She felt uncomfortable wearing it.

But Mr. Bo likes it.

What can she do.

"It looks good." Lin Nuannuan praised after reading it.

Young Master Bo has good taste. Although she doesn't like such revealing dresses, she has to admit that this evening dress is really beautiful.

Whether it's the style, the color, or the handling of some details, she likes them all.

"Xiao Nuan, do you like it?" Bo Jianchen asked quickly.

"I like it." Lin Nuannuan replied blurtly.

"As long as you like it." Bo Jianchen said happily.

"Xiao Nuan, although this dress is expensive, it is expensive for a reason. It was made by Ye Anan, a well-known dress designer in the world.

"Ye An'an?" Lin Nuannuan asked out loud after hearing the name.

This is the fashion design master she has always admired. He debuted at the age of seventeen, and it has been twenty years now.

The dresses she designs are basically high-end, and her designs will be booked as soon as they come out.

Mr. Bo, you really put a lot of thought into this.

So, she gratefully said to Bo Jianchen, "Thank you, Mr. Bo."

But Bo Jianchen said: "As a family, there is no need to be polite."

"Besides, what's the point of my efforts to make money? Isn't it just for my wife and children to spend it?"

Lin Nuannuan laughed when she heard it.

Mr. Bo, do you know how much money you make in a day? How can we, mother and son, spend all the money we have?

"Xiao Nuan, since Miss Lin is unwilling to accept our gift, let's forget it." At this time, Bo Jianchen returned to the previous topic.

"Yes." Lin Nuannuan replied. She was so forceful that although she thought this arrangement was the best, she didn't like it. What could she do?

She still understands the principle of not doing to others what you want others to do to you.

"Master Bo, I want to check on this Miss Lin." After a moment, Lin Nuannuan said to Bo Jianchen.

"Oh?" Bo Jianchen responded doubtfully.

"I always feel like there's something wrong with her." Lin Nuannuan added.

Mainly because of the way he looked at her, which was really weird.

Then, she thought of Lin Guoguo again.

After Lin Rourou had plastic surgery, she changed her appearance and became Lin Guoguo, hanging around Bo Bufei, but no matter how she changed, her eyes could not be changed.

And this Lin Mengqi's eyes were exactly the same as those of Lin Guoguo and Lin Rourou.

If she didn't find out, she would still feel a little unsure.

"Okay." Bo Jianchen agreed.

Not only did Xiaonuan think she was weird, but she also thought she was weird. It was necessary to investigate clearly.

Hopefully, she and Xiao Nuan are just paranoid.

As soon as Lin Rourou returned to the cafeteria, Sister Jin yelled at her: "Lin Rourou, it's already eight thirty-two minutes, you are late."

"Don't think that just because you work in the cafeteria, you don't have to follow the rules."

"Let me tell you, if you are late three times, your perfect attendance bonus will be gone, do you understand?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Lin Rourou responded repeatedly, then walked to the potato pot on one side and started peeling it.

"Stop peeling the potatoes, go and chop the onions." However, Sister Jin yelled at her.

After Lin Rourou was silent for a moment, she put the potatoes back in her hands, stood up, walked to the chopping board next to her, and started chopping onions.

After she picked up the knife, she turned to look at Sister Jin and started gesticulating.

What she means is, what shape should the onions be cut into? Shreds, strips, or cubes.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"How can I understand your gestures like this?"

Sister Jin shouted impatiently.

Sister Jin's first impression of Lin Rourou was not good. After what happened yesterday, she disliked this Miss Lin less and less.

If it weren't for the fact that she was disabled, she would definitely not have this attitude.

He looks very young, but he can't even peel a potato or wash a cabbage.

It's just that the mouth can't speak, it's not that the hands or legs are disabled, or the eyes are blind.

Since you are not destined to be a rich lady, why should you treat yourself like a rich lady?

Peeling potatoes and washing cabbage are really simple tasks.

Lin Rourou took out her mobile phone and started writing: "Shred it, slice it, or cut it into strips?"

After reading it, Sister Jin looked at Lin Nuannuan coldly, and then asked: "If you want scrambled eggs, do you want to slice them, shred them, or cut them into strips?"

After Lin Rourou thought for a moment, she nodded, which meant that she understood.

When she was at home, when her mother gave her onions for scrambled eggs, she would always cut them into pieces.

In restaurants, it seems that they are also cut into pieces.

So she took out the first onion and cut it in the middle.

Lin Rourou choked to tears when the knife went down. No wonder Sister Jin asked her to chop onions, she was thinking of ways to punish her.

She picked up one of the slices, cut it horizontally and then vertically, and then put the onion back into the basket.

In fact, when Lin Rourou was chopping onions, Sister Jin was standing not far from her, looking at her with a gloomy face.

Just as Lin Rourou put the onions cut into pieces into the basket, she rushed over and shouted at her: "Lin Mengqi, what did you eat when you grew up? How come you can't even cut an onion?"

"Look, what are you doing?"

"Even if it's cut into pieces, it can't be of such different sizes, right?"

After saying that, Sister Jin threw an onion in her hand onto Lin Rourou's face.

Lin Rourou took a few steps back, then covered the spot where the onion hit.

Although it was just a small onion slice, it was really painful when it was thrown on her face.

Sister Jin said with a look of disdain: "These dishes are for primary school students. Therefore, the onions and scrambled eggs must be cut into small pieces. Don't you know this basic common sense?"