The sick and weak tyrant's foodie wife

Lin Jingmo followed behind He Mian obediently waiting for He Mian's introduction.

"Amo, this is my father."

He Mian was the child born to Mr. He's second wife. Mr. He was already thirty when he was born, and he was growing strong.

Lin Jingmo observed the former influential man in front of him. His hair was very white, and he moved without a trace of slowness while holding a sword. He looked extremely immortal.

"Father, this is Jingmo."

Mr. He let out a 'huh', took a cold look, and saw clearly the dark circles under Lin Jingmo's eyes that he couldn't sleep because of being too nervous last night.

In particular, Lin Jingmo is very white, with a little black and blue, it looks particularly conspicuous.

"Young people should exercise restraint." Mr. He put away his sword and acted as if he had come here.

Chen Yuhao couldn't help holding back his laughter, and even He Mian, who was always serious, couldn't help laughing.

"?" Lin Jingmo was at a loss, what did he do?

But he is not a child anymore, after a while, he immediately realized what he was talking about, his face flushed, this is why the old man is so unscrupulous.

Knowing that she sat down in the villa, she still blushed and looked shy.

"Go up and rest for a while, we'll talk about it later in the evening if you have anything to do." Mr. He said very considerately.

"Then what about me, old man." Standing by the side, Chen Yuhao scrambled to say, afraid of falling a bit.

Mr. He smiled like an old urchin, "Recently I found a popular novel, let's see how it goes." Of course, this was obviously not a questioning tone.

"Okay." Chen Yuhao pretended to be reluctant.

Listening to the conversation between these two people, when Chen Yuhao found out, both He Mian and Lin Jingmo had already returned to the room for a while.

He Mian's room is located in a very good location, directly facing a large expanse of lush violets in the garden, which is extremely lush and beautiful. The sun shines on the room, and the breeze blows in, carrying wisps of fragrance.

The overall decoration is also completely different from Lincheng's, full of warm and pleasant atmosphere.

He took the luggage from He Mian's hand, sat on the bedside to pack his things, and said angrily, "What were you laughing at just now? Boss He."

"It's nothing." He Mian paused when he was about to open the notebook, "It's nothing, I just saw the cat from the uncle's house next door teaching his dog a lesson."

"Really?" Lin Jingmo sat on He Mian's lap and threatened, "Are you sure?"

At this time, a video call came over. Lin Jingmo was sitting on He Mian's lap. This position was not very convenient. As a single dog with two mothers and fetuses who have been single for more than 20 years, both of them panicked and connected accidentally. phone.

"Fuck!!!!"

Lin Jingmo took off his jacket because he had to pack his things just now, and only wore a shirt. Coupled with this misleading posture, the scene was once very awkward.

Fortunately, Lin Jingmo quickly shut down the video call.

This is the scene of a social death that even a social cow can't bear.

Lin Jingmo hurriedly got off He Mian and stuffed himself under the quilt.

"Please let me calm down for a moment."

At this time, He Mian and the others changed the name of the small chat group, "Old He will kill me."

Peerless is really Peerless: "Why did the group name change?"

%40 all members

Zhang San, you can't escape: "I don't have a conscience to change, and I don't know why I'm crazy."

Dr. Liang: "You don't even know what I just saw!!!"

So many exclamation points fully expressed his inner shock and helplessness.

Peerless is really Peerless: "What, it can't be that he saw He Mian making out with his wife, right?"

Doctor Liang, "..."

Zhang San, you can't escape: "No way, you really saw it."

Liang Xin is also Dr. Liang, he is also very helpless, today I heard that He Mian is back, plus he was recently promoted to director, it is nothing to be happy about.

Even though Liang Xin was young, he was the fastest person to be promoted to director in their city. While others were still struggling, he started hanging around all the way.

He himself was also very surprised that he would be promoted, so he thought about having a meal with a few people, and when he called in, he saw that exciting scene, he would not be assassinated.

Thinking of Liang Xin, she picked up a small handkerchief in her heart and cried Qingqing.

He told everything about it to the damaged goods in the group, good guy, I love you so much, love you so much.

"You will definitely be assassinated." Chen Yuhao was also shocked, how could this person be so unlucky.

He just finished typing and saw He Mian coming down the stairs, so he moved over curiously.

"Lin Jingmo?"

"I'm resting." He squinted his eyes and threatened, "Why are you so concerned?"

Chen Yuhao raised his mobile phone and showed him the chat records between them, with a smug expression on his face, "It's unlucky for you to show your affection."

"Chen Yuhao, I will ask the secretary to notify you tomorrow."

"OK, OK." Chen Yuhao surrendered with his hands raised, "Just don't say anything, you are really not fun."

"Don't talk nonsense in front of others, you have a thin skin."

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All this is just a small episode, as night falls, the moon climbs up to the sky quietly, replacing the sun's shift, and guarding the stars around it.

Lin Jingmo fell asleep unconsciously on the bed after experiencing the scene of the society's death, and it was already time for dinner when he went downstairs.

When people just wake up, they are always confused, the little eyes and the head are not very clear.

He obediently came to He Mian's side, took his hand, and said coquettishly, "What are you having for dinner today?"

He Mian looked at Lin Jingmo's misty and moist little eyes, his sleeping flushed little face, and the lips and tongue in his bright red little mouth, wishing he could go up and kiss him, it's too cute.

Can't help but whisper, "Aunt Huang is here today, so I'll make some appetizers and have a porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat."

"Cough, cough." Chen Yuhao stood aside and made a giant light bulb, "Pay attention to the occasion."

At this moment, Lin Jingmo couldn't help but recall the scene of the death of the society this afternoon, and took a step away from He Mian.

Still wanting to cover it up, he said, "Yes, pay attention to the occasion."

When He Mian heard this, his unhappiness was about to overflow, he stared at Chen Yuhao, and said silently with Lin Jingmo behind his back, "You are finished."

That expression was as ferocious as if he was going to assassinate Liang Xin and Chen Yuhao tonight.

Just when Lin Jingmo was about to dig out the earth in embarrassment, Aunt Huang descended to the people to save him from the fire and water

"Jing Mo is here, come and eat."

"Here we come, Aunt Huang." The speed was unprecedentedly fast, and he was afraid that someone would catch up to her and let him feel the feeling of dying on the side.

Studies have shown that talking at the dinner table can boost family bonds. ①

Mr. He is also a master who can chat, he just asks when he comes up.

"How is Lin Cheng? How is the Lin family? How is his life?"

Lin Jingmo seemed to have a feeling of having a conversation with Chen Yuhao this afternoon.

"Everything is fine. Lin City has beautiful mountains and rivers, and there are many scenic spots, but the air is really bad. As for the Lin family, everything is fine."

"As for me." After a pause, the smile was not much different from that of Sunflower, "If I'm not good, why don't you always look at the old man."

As he spoke, he glanced at He Mian proudly, the atmosphere between the two of them was something that no one could penetrate.

Mr. He saw everything in his eyes, and thought in his heart, "It seems that He Mian is also willing, and finally I can see this kid get married."

When there was this kid, the family business was the golden moment for further development. He was busy with work all day long and had no time to pay attention to this kid, which led to his current personality.

After all, it was his fault as a father.

"Jingmo, come and lie down in the study later." The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly cooled down.

"Old man, this is?" He Mian asked very respectfully.

He Mian's attitude towards the old man now is more than respectful and capable of filial piety, but he is not that close.

So when the old man talked about letting Lin Jingmo go to the study, he was still a little nervous.

"My old man can eat him, can't he?" Old man He pretended to be angry.

"Yes, yes." Chen Yuhao stirred up the muddy water, "You are like a protective eyeball, you are not willing to part with it just for once."

"nothing."

Obviously He Mian was touched by Shen Yuhao's words, and Lin Jingmo was still persuading him.

Lin Jingmo lowered his head in thought, and didn't know what Mr. He wanted from him. It couldn't be just for the fruit of their love.

Is it for the agreement?No, he has to prepare in advance

After dinner, the study on the second floor.

Mr. He sat at the tea table and poured him a glass of water, "Do you know the relationship between me and your grandfather?"

"I don't know." Lin Jingmo took small sips of water while holding the tea, trying to maintain his composure, "Do you have any contact with my grandpa?"

"I don't remember very well, he died when I was very young."

"Oh, what a crime." Mr. He looked at Lin Jingmo with distressed eyes.

When they were young, the two of them were comrades in arms, and he saved my life.

Later, when there was no more battles to fight, I obeyed the troops and went back to build my hometown.

Hearing vaguely that Lao Lin returned to Lincheng, he tried to send him a letter, but unexpectedly he actually replied again, and they maintained correspondence for several years.

Lin Jingmo looked at the light of memory shining in his eyes, as if he really saw the surprise of the reunion between his grandfather and his comrade-in-arms.

The world is always so tricky. Just a few days before the year of Lao Lin's death, he received another letter.

It is a seal pen.

"I'm sorry for him." Mr. He's words were full of regret and helplessness.

Lao Lin originally entrusted you to our family, but no matter what your father said, he would not let you follow us.

"But, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." Mr. He lowered his eyes, expressing the loss and pain in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Lin Jingmo was infected by this emotion, and couldn't help feeling depressed.

Lin Jingmo thought in his heart that life would not be all poetry and distant places, but also a place where he bowed his head.

Regret is always an indispensable flavoring agent in our life.

[The author has something to say: I changed a new cover hehehe]