"Pa—" Lin Rourou walked up to He Chuan and slapped him in the face without saying a word.

"He Chuan, how could you do this to me?" Lin Rourou roared.

She had lived with He Chuan for five years and had three pregnancies and three miscarriages. He actually went to find another woman behind her back?

It's still Lin Nuannuan?

Are all women in this world dead? Why are you looking for Lin Nuannuan? He knew clearly that she and Lin Nuannuan had never dealt with each other since they were young.

Lin Rourou yelled at him like crazy: "Are you still a fucking man?"

"Lin Nuannuan rejects you, just don't want you!"

"I won't want you again!"

"let's break up!"

After saying these words, Lin Rourou turned around and left.

What's more, He Chuan doesn't love her at all.

Every time when he was drunk and having sex with her, he would shout Lin Nuannuan's name...

Therefore, every time He Chuan called Lin Nuannuan's name, she would hate Lin Nuannuan even more. Five years later, her hatred for Lin Nuannuan had penetrated deep into her bones.

She is just the adopted daughter of the Lin family, so what qualifications do she have to compete with her? What qualifications do you have to be happier than her?

Lin Nuannuan arrived at Bishui Xincheng Villa at ten past seven. On the way, she went to the mall to buy a pair of slippers.

Maybe it was just cleaned yesterday, but it was cleaned much faster today.

When she scanned the living room, she found that the roses she picked yesterday, including the bottles, had been thrown into the trash can.

It's such a shame that such beautiful roses were thrown away.

It was only 8:10 when we finished cleaning.

Lin Nuannuan went to the kitchen.

She couldn't help but smile when she saw the words "undercooked" on the refrigerator sticker.

No one in this world can refuse her delicious food, and it seems the same goes for this boss.

Even Aunt Lan said she was a top chef who was delayed by reality.

She cooks delicious food, thanks to her adoptive mother Xia Fang. Starting when she was four years old, her adoptive mother forced her to stand on a small bench and cook meals for a family of four.

After giving birth to quadruplets, in order to raise the children well, she began to delve into various kinds of food. In order to save money, she used the simplest ingredients to make the most delicious food.

The children rarely get sick after eating the food she cooks. Occasionally they catch a cold or have a fever, and they just need some medicine.

Thinking of this, Lin Nuannuan couldn't help but smile. No matter how many worries she had in a day, as long as she thought of her children, her whole body would instantly be filled with strength.

Also, the boss’ handwriting is really good.

It looks a bit like Bo Jianchen's handwriting.

What should I do for my boss tonight?

The boss said it was undercooked, which meant he still wanted to eat it, but no matter how delicious the food is, if you eat it every day, you will soon get tired of it.

Just like good-looking people, if you look at them every day, sooner or later you will get tired of them.

She would cook some dishes for him tonight.

Rich people generally like to eat light meals. Just like Bo Jianchen, Lin Nuannuan decided to make stir-fried cabbage, tomato and egg soup, and beef and potato curry.

While making beef stew, Lin Nuannuan had nothing to do, so she took out her design notebook from her bag. During the day, she thought of a good design plan and must draw it down.

Before leaving, Lin Nuannuan wrote a few more small cards and posted them on the refrigerator.

Lin Nuannuan's car had only driven out for two minutes when Bo Jianchen came back.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the aroma of food, and this smell should be the smell of curry beef and potatoes.

This taste, to him, is a familiar taste, and it is also the taste of his mother.

He couldn't wait.

When he opened the shoe cabinet, he unexpectedly found a pair of pink women's slippers inside.

This pair of pink slippers only looked like a size thirty-four or five, but his slippers were a size forty-four.

One big and one small, one pink and one black, they look interesting and lively.

Judging from the color of the slippers, the hourly worker must be young, no more than thirty.

What if you are fifty?

When my mother was fifty years old, she also liked pink clothes and shoes. She said that a woman will remain a girl until she dies.

Involuntarily, Bo Jianchen's eyes darkened again.

After putting on his slippers, Bo Jianchen went straight to the kitchen. He hadn't eaten much all day and he was really hungry.

Two dishes and one soup, simple and light. He took a bite and found that the taste was impeccable.

Bo Jianchen quickly sat down and ate the food in one go.

My mother once said that delicious food can cure a bad mood, and it seems to be true.

I have to admit that this hourly worker's cooking skills are really not impressive.

At least, it suited his taste.

After eating, Bo Jianchen was about to go out. When he turned around, he saw the pink card on the refrigerator.

Still three.

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