White Moonlight of the Tyrant

The porcelain bowl hit the floor with a crisp and piercing sound, Ming Ruifeng was furious.

With tears in her eyes, Su Wenyi hugged Ming Ruifeng's waist and cried, "Ruifeng, don't be angry, Xiao Ran didn't do it on purpose..."

Ming Ruifeng pointed at Ming Ran and said, "I'm telling you, you have nothing to say about this matter! I said Xia Junshan is Mingxiu's grandfather, and he is! Next time change your nonsense, I'll beat you to death!" !"

However, Su Wenyi cried very wronged, she looks good, when she cried, she looked like a flower being beaten by rain.

Ming Ruifeng looked very distressed, and hurried forward to coax him.

Su Wenyi nestled tightly in Ming Ruifeng's arms.

Before leaving, she glanced at Ming Ran and revealed an extremely sharp smile.

as if to say——

Give up, get lost, your father is fascinated by me, and the entire Ming family is being manipulated by me.

Su Wenyi and Ming Ruifeng walked into the study room together, and Su Wenyi said in embarrassment: "Rui Feng... let Ming Ran go to the cooking competition. He is right, I stole you from Sister Xia Yun, this is the sin of my life , I can't...I can't let Mingxiu be scolded like me..."

"But..." Su Wenyi burst into tears, choking pitifully: "But I don't regret it, I love you, Ruifeng! I can't control myself, it's all my fault..."

Ming Ruifeng hugged Su Wenyi tightly, the violence that he had scolded his son just now was gone, he comforted softly: "Xiaoyi, this is not your fault, love is beyond control, what's wrong with a lover? I don't blame you , and don't blame yourself."

Ming Ruifeng wiped Su Wenyi's tears: "Don't forget, you are now a serious Mrs. Ming, my legal wife, and no one can make irresponsible remarks!"

Su Wenyi smiled through tears, and nodded slightly.

Su Wenyi leaned on Ming Ruifeng's shoulder, and asked softly, "But what if Ming Ran disagrees with this matter?"

Ming Ruifeng said: "I am an old man, he is a boy, he dare not disobey me. At most, he just said a few angry words, don't worry."

Su Wenyi: "I always thought that Ming Ran was stimulated and couldn't speak, but I didn't expect him to... Thank God! It must be the reason why sister Xia Yun is blessed by the spirit in the sky!"

Ming Ruifeng: "It's good to be able to speak, otherwise my friends will always gossip! It's really troublesome for my good-looking son to be dumb."

"After a while, I will let him go back to school, and help me manage the company after graduation. I can't let him continue to idle around at home. He is looking for trouble for me every day, something that deserves to be beaten!"

Su Wenyi's expression froze slightly, and he carefully persuaded him: "I think it's better to let Ming Ran rest for a while and stabilize himself. Otherwise, one day you will get sick again, and Rui Feng will be laughed at by your friends again.

"I'm abroad, and I have a very good doctor. Well... she has a very good sanatorium over there, which is closed and has a lot of high-end equipment. All of them are the latest research and development abroad, and the effect is said to be very good!"

"We can send Ming Ran there for treatment for a while...Maybe it will be cured?"

Su Wenyi smiled brightly: "When Ming Ran is completely cured, our family can be together happily! Ruifeng, you don't have to worry about being laughed at by your friends anymore."

Ming Ruifeng never took Ming Ran's illness seriously, and he didn't care about these things, so he nodded perfunctorily: "I will leave it to you, and I can rest assured that you will handle the matter."

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The burning room was swept away like a hurricane, leaving the floor in a mess.He cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces and meal soup on the floor without showing any sign, and then threw them all into the trash can.

The nanny opened the door carefully, holding a bag of sliced ​​bread and two boiled eggs in her hand.

The nanny said distressedly: "Mr. Ming has a bad temper, young master, you should stop contradicting him all the time, you are the one who suffers."

This nanny has worked in Ming's family for more than ten years and watched Ming Ran grow up.The nanny was very clear about the dirty things about the Ming family, and she looked down on Su Wenyi, a vicious girl, and Ming Ruifeng's behavior of being so charming that no relatives would recognize her.

But after all, she is just a nanny and has no right to speak.He could only secretly send some food to Young Master Ming Ran to comfort the spirit of the former master Xia Yun.

Nanny: "Sir, you are not allowed to prepare dinner for you. I can only bring the bread and eggs. Master, please fill your stomach. Don't starve."

Ming Ran nodded and smiled gratefully at the nanny.

Since Xia Yun's death, Ming Ran has had many disputes with Ming Ruifeng.

Su Wenyi or Mingxiu often poured oil on the sidelines, turning the fragmentary flames into raging fires, which ended tragically.

Because of this, the relationship between Ming Ruifeng and Ming Ran became worse and worse, and Ming Ruifeng hated the elder son more and more, and he often refused to let him eat as a punishment.

The nanny at home couldn't see it, and often sneaked food.

The nanny was afraid of being discovered, so she left quietly after delivering the food.

Ming Ran tore open the package of the bread, and the aroma of the bread rushed into his nose instantly.

He hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger. He took a bite, and the sweetness of the wheat and the richness of the milk stimulated his taste buds.

Ming Ran's nose was sour, and he took a few big bites to drive away the sadness and grievances in his stomach.

Because those people are sad and wronged, it is not worth it at all!

Ming Ran turned on the phone and logged into the mailbox.

An invitation letter is squeezed in the advertising emails of various life insurance and captcha services.

It was an invitation to a national cooking competition, and he had received it early.

If it wasn't for today, Ming Ruifeng and Su Wenyi mentioned it deliberately, he might continue to live a life like a walking dead, escaping forever.

But remembering what happened just now, Ming Ran's eyes dimmed, and he moved his finger and clicked in.

The National Culinary Competition is organized by the Domestic Culinary Association and is held every seven years. It is the largest and most influential cooking competition in China.

Those who win the championship will not only get a large bonus, but also the title of "God of Cooking" conferred by the country, which is the ultimate dream of all chefs.

Not only that, the champion of the competition will also receive an invitation to the international cooking competition, and have the opportunity to go abroad to compete with top foreign chefs and attract the attention of journalists and media all over the world.

Xia Junshan was the champion of the last culinary competition, but because he was too old and didn't want to be bumpy, he gave up the opportunity to compete abroad. At that time, the old people in the Culinary Association laughed and said that Xia Junshan was afraid.

Xia Junshan said, "What's there to be afraid of? I'm just lazy and want to spend my old age in peace. But you don't have to worry, my grandson is a big baby, very aura. In the future, he will take part in the international cooking competition for me. I will definitely hug him." Come back with a gold medal!"

The memory stopped abruptly, and Ming Ran's heart was sore and swollen.

It is an honor for anyone who loves to cook to have the opportunity to participate in a competition like this.

And for those who are eager to succeed and stand out, this competition is a rare opportunity.

That's why, Su Wenyi deliberately planned to ask Mingxiu to replace Mingran!

There may be other reasons, but Ming Ran will never let Su Wenyi succeed!

Ming Ran thought of Su Wenyi's smug smile, his eyes turned cold.

Ming Ran's grandmother died early, and there were no other relatives or friends in the family.

Although my grandfather is a chef, he usually spends most of his time studying cooking by himself, and doesn't care about other things at all, so he doesn't have many friends.

Coupled with the support of Ming Ruifeng, a rich man, Su Wenyi has the opportunity and ability to act recklessly like this!

Money can make ghosts grind. Ming Ruifeng is the Emperor of Earth in this corner of Lincheng. He has money and power. What else can't be done?

After Ming Ran carefully read the contents of the invitation letter, he decisively clicked on the registration option.

Then, he filled in his basic information on the application form and submitted it.

Don't you want me to participate?

Don't you want me to roll away?

Don't you want to step on my grandfather's reputation to pave the way for your son's future?

I won't let you get what you want!

A "beep" sound indicates that the registration is successful.

Ming Ran suddenly felt that the pores of his whole body were opened, and his whole body felt comfortable!

Imagine Su Wenyi and Mingxiu's embarrassed expressions when they heard that he signed up, Ming Ran felt extremely comfortable, sweeping away the haze just now!

In the friend list of the mobile phone forum, the avatar of [l] who claimed that he had a bad appetite suddenly lit up.

Ming Ran has a premonition that [l] will talk to him.

Sure enough, [l] sent a message in the next second.

[l]: Do you have any other recommendations?Simple and light.

Ming Ran glanced at the bread in his hand, then at the boiled eggs on the table, and then touched the keyboard to type.

[Xiao Ming]: Egg sandwich?

[L]: Yes.

Egg sandwiches are far too easy to make compared to crepe chaos.

Chop the hard-boiled eggs, add mayonnaise, salt and black pepper and stir.

The soft and sweet sliced ​​bread removes the side strips, sandwiches the egg filling, and cuts into small triangles.

Mingran personally also likes to add some cucumber slices.

After taking a bite, the first thing you will feel is the refreshingness of cucumber, followed by the sweetness of wheat in the bread.

The stirred egg filling is sweet and fragrant, and the taste of black pepper rushes to the tip of the tongue.

This simple and unpretentious taste is most suitable for enjoying in the morning, full of happiness.

I thought [l] would disappear without a trace after receiving the message like last time.

But a long time passed, so long that Ming Ran thought [l] would not reply, but he sent this sentence——

It was like a question that was raised involuntarily after a lengthy silence and deep thought.

[l]: You must be... a person who loves life very much, right?

Otherwise, how can those simple and ordinary dishes be described as if they have life.

Intense ink, vivid and bright.

Ming Ran put down the phone and sat there blankly for a long time.

Until the sun has completely set, the stars are scrambling to climb up.

It's night, the moon is in the sky.

Ming Ran lay on the bed, gradually falling into sleep.