Accidentally made abusive texts into a tyrant

Jiao Anlin smiled kindly, but the gestures and tone of her hands were undeniable. Ji Xianyu didn't know whether to smile or remain silent.

Turning around to see Huo Feihan coming down, Ji Xianyu was worried that the other party would mistakenly think that he was fooling his mother, so she heard Jiao Anlin say: "It's almost time for dinner, Xiaohan, I remember you didn't learn these hard dishes from the Manchu Banquet before? Otherwise, you can cook for Xiao Yulu at noon."

Huo Feihan: "But I searched all over the second floor for the gift, but I still can't find it."

Jiao Anlin waved her hand casually, very perfunctory: "Oh, I forgot that the gift wasn't placed upstairs, it's already given to Xiao Yu now, it's fine, you should hurry up and cook."

Looking at it this way, Ji Xianyu really had a gift box in his hand, and Huo Feihan immediately sank his face. There was sufficient evidence to suspect that his mother was deliberately distracting him so that he could talk small things about him in front of Xiaoyu.

Seeing that her son couldn't move his legs, Jiao Anlin urged: "Hey, if you don't want to be a man-han banquet, you can do something else. In short, don't block the TV. I want to watch TV dramas with Xiao Yu later! "

Ji Xianyu on the side just looked at him and didn't speak for him. Huo Feihan, the king of drama in his heart, instantly felt that he was abandoned by others.

The TV is so good-looking, even better than this president?

Huo Feihan wanted to ask, but seeing that he was blocking the way again, the considerate Jiao Anlin was about to throw a pillow at him, so Huo Feihan hid in the kitchen very wisely.

He stood on the cooking table to choose vegetables, thinking, it's only been half an hour, why are the two of them so close... to the point where they are talking about marriage to their son.

Huo Feihan was so ashamed that he almost wanted to interrupt while listening to their conversation through the golden nanmu carved screen, but he always opened his mouth and didn't speak, so he was defeated.

Huo Feihan did go to a training class a few months ago and learned the dish of Man-Han Banquet. Although there are existing ingredients at home, the process is too time-consuming.

Ji Xianyu ate some bread in the morning, and he was probably hungry now, so he prepared to cook a few simple home-cooked dishes.

Halfway through cooking, Chairman Huo returned after paying the fine.

Huo Feihan handed the shovel in his hand to his father: "You fry for me for a while, I'll go crack an egg."

Huo Yuan, who just came back, slowly put out a question mark.

Huo Feihan reminded: "The kitchen is like a battlefield, Dad, don't be distracted, if the chicken wings are mushy, Mom will draw a knife to meet you."

Hearing this, the third-generation chairman of the Huo Group shivered, and respectfully served the bowl of Coca-Cola Chicken Wings Tai Sui. He asked, "But son, why did you cook yourself today? Didn't the chef come?"

Speaking of this, Huo Feihan, who is the third generation president of the Huo Group, blushed a little bit confused.

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Because today is Xiaoyu's first day at home, it is very meaningful. He must cook by himself to show how much their Huo family attaches importance to Xiaoyu.

Although his mother didn't say it, he understood that Huo Feihan was a mature man, and he could feel his mother's hard work.

Huo Feihan muttered for a while, and gave the reason like a man.But it didn't mention Jiao Anlin's good intentions.

Huo Yuan: "Yo okay, the yaoer iron tree is blooming."

The two grown men turned their backs to each other, busy with delicate work.

Huo Feihan asked: "You and your mother came back, why didn't you send me a message when you boarded the plane?"

Huo Yuan shrugged: "I forgot to leave in a hurry."

"forget?"

"Yes, your mother wants to see your partner sooner."

Huo Feihan was a little happy and proud: "Then you seem to be very satisfied with Xiaoyu?"

Huo Feihan used to live alone all year round, studying abroad in various countries, and especially liked to taste and learn about local specialties, so there is nothing to say about his cooking skills.

With the kitchen knife alone, he was able to play with ease, and he cut the shredded potatoes more evenly than chopsticks in a few strokes.

Huo Yuan praised without thinking: "I'm very satisfied."

"Why?" Huo Feihan liked Ji Xianyu, and hoped that his family and friends would like Ji Xianyu, but he still felt very strange: "You two have only known each other for a few hours, so why are you satisfied?"

Huo Yuan smiled coldly, showing a smile of "your old man is still your old man": "Your mother and I are very tolerant, as long as there are people in the world who can look up to you and don't dislike you, that's fine."

Huo Feihan: "..."

Why do I feel inexplicably connoted and humiliated by others.

Speaking of this, Huo Yuan looked at the relaxed young man in the living room again, and asked earnestly in Mandarin: "And how did you know Xiao Yu? She looks fair and clean, has a good personality, and is good at studying."

It's just that his eyes are not very good, and he is so easily deceived by his old-fashioned son.

Huo Feihan couldn't help but straighten his body, and he spoke with a bit of arrogance: "Things of a kind gather together and people are divided into groups."

Huo Yuan snorted contemptuously, if he hadn't seen him as his son, he would have recommended a lot of single, rich and handsome to Ji Xianyu.

I can't bear the sight of my own wild boar taking over other people's cabbages.

"Then you have to pay attention. Xiaoyu has a good brain and is easy to like. If you are attracted by other men in the future and you still can't keep him, then—"

Huo Feihan's hand cutting the eggplant froze for a moment.

That's right, they said so much and forgot that the most important thing is that he and Ji Xianyu are only in a contractual relationship on paper, and Huo Feihan doesn't know whether the other party likes him or not.

If the contract ends and the other party wants to leave and like other people, he has no right to continue to restrain him.

Thinking of this, Huo Feihan suddenly became emo.

During the rest of the cooking process, he kept a stern look on his face, after much deliberation, the final result was that Ji Xianyu was still preparing for the college entrance examination, and he didn't want to make him so troubled and distracted, so let's talk about it after the contract ends.

It doesn't matter, he is so charming, he shouldn't be rejected...

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After coming out of the bathroom, Huo Feihan saw that the luxurious extended table was full of dishes he had cooked for Ji Xianyu, and there happened to be a vacant seat next to Ji Xianyu.

It seemed that he was waiting for him specially.

He was elated, and just about to sit down, Jiao Anlin appeared there in the blink of an eye.

Jiao Anlin enthusiastically poured a glass of juice for Ji Xianyu as if she loved her own son, and looked up at Huo Feihan who was standing there: "What is Xiaohan doing? Why don't you come over for dinner."

Huo Feihan really wanted to protest why his mother gave him his seat, but looking at Huo Yuan who kept gesturing at him, Huo Feihan had no choice but to bend and stretch, and simply sat directly opposite Ji Xianyu.

At this time, Ji Xianyu probably wanted to thank himself for his hard work in cooking, so the corners of his mouth curled up a little beautifully, and he smiled at him.

Huo Feihan's heart suddenly seemed to be held down by the hand transformed by this smile.

Oops, it's a heart-wrenching feeling.

Because Huo Feihan in adolescence was so self-disciplined and independent that Jiao Anlin, who had never experienced the joy of raising a baby, exuded the aura of maternal aura of profound meaning-a kind of hunger that made your mother think you were hungry.

She was afraid that people would be hungry, so she kept using her serving chopsticks to pick up vegetables in Ji Xianyu's bowl: "Come on Xiaoyu, eat more fish and meat."

After a while, Ji Xianyu's bowl piled up a hill: "Thank you, Auntie."

Jiao Anlin tilted her head: "You're welcome." After she finished speaking, she put down her serving chopsticks to prepare to eat, then she looked at her husband who had been looking at her for more than 20 years, and then at her son.

Jiao Anlin smiled slightly: "Come and eat more vegetables. Eat vegetables to grow taller and beautify your face."

After lunch, the four sat on the sofa.

Usually Ji Xianyu and Huo Feihan would go out to walk the cat at this time, but now the cat is not here, so he was caught knitting with Jiao Anlin.

Seeing his skillful movements, Jiao Anlin was surprised: "Hey Xiaoyu, can you actually knit?"

The black soft wool was wrapped around the slender and jade-like fingers, as flexible as a thin snake. Ji Xianyu just bent his fingers a few times, and the needle was ready.

"I learned a little bit from watching my mother knitting scarves," he said.

"That's it." Jiao Anlin smiled: "It's a pity that Auntie is not so smart. I have invited a teacher before and I still can't learn it."

Hearing this, Ji Xianyu gently unraveled the knitted yarn in his hand: "Come on, auntie, let me teach you—let's draw a slipknot at the four fingers of the yarn, and then thread the needle in..."

Huo Feihan, who was sitting across from him, looked at the two with his hands folded.

Huo Yuan next door held up a newspaper that he had read badly in the morning, and said, "Don't read it, your eyes will fall out if you read it again."

Huo Feihan glanced coolly: "No."

Huo Yuan suddenly remembered something, he pulled his reading glasses and asked, "Have you finished dealing with the matters of the Bai family?"

Huo Feihan came back to his senses: "Well, I went to the hospital to see Uncle Bai recently and found that he has been in good spirits recently. Uncle Jiang is helping to watch over the affairs of the Bai family company, so nothing will happen."

Huo Yuan nodded: "That's good—by the way, Xiao Zhe feels very lonely after spending so many years abroad alone. When you have time to go abroad on business, go and see him and accompany him."

Hearing "Bai Zhe", Huo Feihan subconsciously glanced at Ji Xianyu, who had no waves in his eyes: "He is an adult, does he still need me to accompany him? And he will be back during the Spring Festival."

Huo Yuan broke an orange for himself: "Yes, that's coming soon... The father and son really have a heart attack and a kidney problem, especially Xiao Zhe, who doesn't know if he can find a suitable organ transplant recipient. "

Huo Feihan seemed to have inadvertently asked: "Is it so serious?"

Seeing that Ji Xianyu was distracted, Jiao Anlin asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Xianyu collected himself, shook his head and smiled: "It's okay—then we draw the line like this."

Ji Xianyu taught very carefully and quickly, within ten minutes, Jiao Anlin took out her semi-finished product, very satisfied.Although the level of detail of this scarf is not as good as that taught by the lady's handicraft class, she is better than the one taught by her daughter-in-law.

Just because of this alone, Jiao Anlin can beat 90.00% of her classmates.

Jiao Anlin asked: "By the way, Xiao Yu, where will you live in the future?"

Huo Feihan muttered in vain: "Mom, Xiaoyu is going to take the college entrance examination, so don't let your bad thoughts stop."

Jiao Anlin: "Ahem, I didn't say anything, I just cared about others."

Ji Xianyu smiled slightly: "Auntie, I am taking the college entrance examination recently, and I only have a holiday on Sundays. I guess I will live on campus all the time."

Jiao Anlin knew about this matter, as the so-called parent's beloved son, she had far-reaching plans for it. Seeing that the time had come, she said, "Is it in No. [-] Middle School? That's far away, Xiaohan."

Huo Feihan shuddered.

Jiao Anlin: "Xiaohan, your dad is back anyway, why don't you give yourself an annual leave to accompany the exam. Anyway, staying in the company all day is just staying, why don't you use your recommended IQ?"

"Accompany, test?"