The sick and weak tyrant's foodie wife

"You..." Chen Yuhao looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, "I'll go, Lao He, I thought you were joking."

Several people walked into the apartment one after another.

Lin Jingmo knew that the two of them had something to say, so he took the luggage and went back to the room.

When Chen Yuhao saw that Lin Jingmo had left, all of them were spread out on the sofa with sad faces.

"No, I was just joking that day, you can't really marry this child, right?" After he paused, his voice was full of uncertainty, "Is this child an adult?"

"Are you blind? You still don't have common sense." He Mian stared at Chen Yuhao with a dark face, "We have obtained the certificate."

"You've still received the certificate." Chen Yuhao was heartbroken, "You don't want the ladies of so many famous families in Kyoto, you come here to find a boy who can't be beaten."

Chen Yuhao was about to cry to death, this man was already a blockbuster if he didn't sing.

Either a single scavenger, or a flash marriage scares people to death.

How is he going to explain to Mr. He! ! !

"Mr. He, what is the reason for you to make such a big decision." Chen Yuhao looked at He Mian seriously, it was difficult to be so serious, "Love at first sight? Or family interests."

"It's nothing." He Mian sat on the sofa, "Just treat it as love at first sight."

"You can just play around, but don't take it seriously." Chen Yuhao said with a playful smile when he saw Lin Jingmo coming down the stairs just after he finished speaking.

"Sister-in-law, you don't have class today?"

Lin Jingmo didn't care about this person's title, nodded and said, "Yeah."

As soon as he got downstairs, he felt the stagnant atmosphere between the two, "vomit."

Looks like it's not the right time to go downstairs.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Yuhao followed eagerly, "Sister-in-law, have you been in touch after that day?"

"Fortunately, it's neither too much nor too little." Lin Jingmo hesitated for a moment, then looked at He Mian.

The man nodded slightly, and Lin Jingmo saw it, and it was good if he could speak.

"That time, when I went to sign the marriage agreement, didn't you see it?" After speaking, he looked at him gratefully, "Didn't we know each other because of you?"

Hearing this, Chen Yuhao looked at He Mian with a blank expression, while Lin Jingmo looked at him slyly.

"Heh, the matchmaker is actually himself." Chen Yuhao now wished he could go back to that time, and slapped himself twice so that you could show off.

"Oh, by the way." Lin Jingmo walked towards the kitchen naturally, "Mr. Chen, have you had breakfast yet?"

"not yet."

"He won't eat." He Mian interrupted the two of them directly, "Go to work."

"It's not too late."

The final result was that Chen Yuhao looked at his good brother sadly, being eaten to death.

Holding preserved egg and lean pork porridge in the luxury car, "It's so delicious."

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Time passed quickly, and it was seven in the evening in the blink of an eye.

Lin Jing's ink head is about to grow. He is preparing to become a food blogger, and the equipment has not arrived for a few days.

I asked the customer service, and it turned out that the courier car had an accident, and I was still communicating with the merchant to re-deliver.

Now it is difficult for him to make a video of green pepper pork shredded noodles.

It took two hours to make a video.

The room was quiet, and the sound of opening the door seemed particularly out of place.

"Mr. He, you are back." Lin Jingmo stood still at the door.

At the same time, a voice said in unison, "Why are you here?"

He Qun, who handed in the inspection, stared wide-eyed and lost all image.

Like an abandoned pug.

"Why are you here."

Lin Jingmo laughed and said, "You don't care why I'm here."

"Why are you here? What's your relationship with my uncle?" He Qun's eyes widened, feeling like he was about to explode.

Seeing He Qun's collapse, Lin Jingmo smiled and showed his little tiger teeth, thinking to himself, can't accept this?

"Guess what's our relationship?"

Lin Jingmo made way for him and motioned him to enter.

When he entered the door, He Qun stared at him, and he would go wherever Lin Jingmo went.

"No, brother, what are you looking at? Do I owe you 800 million, or what, you stare at me so closely." Lin Jingmo sat cross-legged across from He Qun, holding a freshly peeled apple.

"Lin Jingmo, don't go too far, don't try to get close to me through my uncle." He Qun said indignantly, "Besides, my uncle is not something you can afford."

"Hey." Lin Jingmo smiled and felt that this boy was so funny for the first time, "There is nothing wrong with what you said. I can afford this house near the city center, and I can't afford it."

"Just like the last time I was so speechless, it was the last time."

Lin Jingmo accurately grasped the second half of the sentence, and even gave He Qun a knowing blow, "Your uncle is so handsome, why should I approach you? This is not throwing watermelons to pick up sesame seeds.

Before he finished speaking, he saw He Qun staring nervously behind him.

He turned his head to see Mr. He.

Now he feels that there are three rooms and one living room under his feet, and he doesn't know how much this person has heard.

"Mr. He, have you eaten yet?" Lin Jingmo smiled sheepishly, "There is noodles in the pot, freshly poured."

With that said, he got up and prepared to go to the kitchen.

He Mian smiled softly, like a melting snow mountain.

He Qun was dumbfounded, this is his unsmiling uncle who likes to beat him, he must have been taken away.

"Reviewed? I will go to the study with me later."

"Let's eat noodles first." Lin Jingmo watched He Mian teach the child with a smile, and said silently to He Qun, "It's so pitiful."

He Qun was about to explode.

He Mian saw everything in his eyes, and a smile slipped across his eyes.

Of course, the effort for a bowl of noodles cannot be too long.

After Lin Jingmo finished eating, he put the bowl away, lay down on the sofa, and shouted loudly, "He Qun washes the dishes."

"Why should I swipe, why don't you swipe when you cook!" He Qun's voice was full of disbelief.

He turned his head to look at He Qun, who wants you to be the only idler in this family, so you can only do the dirty work.

He Qun, "Why am I an idler? I didn't ask you to cook, why did you ask me to do the dishes?"

He said expressionlessly, "First of all, I will cook for your uncle to go to work, and secondly, what are you holding?"

"bowl."

"Then go soon."

He Qun looked at Lin Jingmo and stared at He Mian aggrievedly, "Uncle, look at him, he actually asked me to do the dishes. I've never done it before." At the end, he said pitifully, "Besides, isn't there an aunt at home? ?”

He Mian was very cold, with a stern face, he said sternly, "Go quickly."

No way, He Mian gave an order.He Qun, whose face was wrinkled like an orange peel, went to the kitchen to wash the dishes aggrieved, and even turned his head and glared at Lin Jingmo viciously.

Good guy, it seems that there are still a few bowls.

Besides, don't you just wash the dishes, it's like borrowing money from him.

Now only He Mian and Lin Jingmo were left in the living room.

"What did you just say to me?"

[The author has something to say: I stayed up late to write today, which made me make a decision to seek death.

I will update at [-]pm in the future]