C109 (2/2)

Ou Ziyang naturally understood that Su Wangcheng was trying to force her zither. He didn't intend to expose her, so he changed the topic, ”Alright, let's stop talking. It's getting late. I'll go call Cheng to cook.”

”Thank you.” Su Wangzheng hung her head and spoke sincerely.

”I didn't teach you how to cook, so why are you being polite?” Ou Ziyang teased with a smile.

”I mean it's too late.” Su Wangzheng said as she turned her head to look at the sky helplessly. In truth, she really didn't want to trouble Ou Ziyang. However, he had helped her far too much.

”It's alright, I'll go up and make him a simple meal. Little Wang also hasn't eaten yet.” Ou Ziyang said with an unquestionable tone, and then pulled out Little Wang as a shield.

When Little Wang heard that, she finally mentioned herself. This shield of hers was finally going to be useful. She smiled and said, ”Oh, that's right. I haven't eaten yet. Boss really misses me. ”

”Who's thinking of you? I want to cook some noodles so we can eat less and warm our stomachs. ” Ou Ziyang understood Xiao Wang's teasing, and began to explain. What he didn't know was that the more he explained, the more it seemed like he was trying to cover it up.

Of course, he did not cook for Zhao Chen Cheng, nor did he cook for Little Wang, nor did he cook for himself. He did this to get Su Wangzheng to eat, because she had only drunk and not eaten. Therefore, his last sentence, ”Let's eat less and warm our stomachs” was what he wanted to say the most.

Of course, since Ou Ziyang had already spoken, Xiao Wang tactfully did not say anything further. Su Zhizheng also kept her eyes glued to the window and did not say anything else.

Ou Ziyang was the person she would regret for the rest of her life.

Even though he knew all of this, he was still willing to quietly pay attention to her every detail.

Soon, they arrived at the Jadewater Wintry Garden. Perhaps it was because it was getting late, but there was no traffic jam.

”Mom, Uncle Ou, Uncle Wang.” When Zhao Chen heard the sound of the key opening the door, she came over happily.

”Cheng, have you eaten yet?” Ouyang Ziyang changed into a pair of shoes and touched Zhao Chen Cheng's head as he asked with a smile.

”Egg-yellow pie and milk.” Zhao Chen replied obediently.

”Hehe!” Life is not bad. ” Ou Ziyang sighed in admiration as he walked towards the kitchen, saying, ”I'll go cook noodles, do you want some?”

”I was wondering what to do with supper.” Zhao Chen said with a smile on her face as she kept up with Ou Ziyang's footsteps.

”Little brat, come over and help.” Ou Ziyang raised his hand and pulled Zhao Chen Cheng into the kitchen.

”I'll help too.” Little Wang added and followed him into the kitchen.

”Then I'll just wait for it to come.” Without waiting for an answer, Su Zhizheng strode into the bedroom to change.

After Su Wangzheng washed her face and changed clothes, Zhao Chen walked over with a bowl of steaming hot soup noodles.

”Mom, quickly try it. It's delicious.” At the same time, she carried the bowl of noodles to the tea table in front of Su Wenzheng and told her to hurry up.

Su Wangzheng took the chopsticks and answered with a smile, ”Not to mention the taste, the speed is excellent too.”

With that, she picked a few and put them in her mouth.

At this time, Ou Ziyang and Little Wang also came out with hot soup noodles. Seeing Su You Zheng eating, Ou Ziyang smiled and asked: ”How is it? Is it still edible? ”

Su Wangzheng swallowed her words and then looked at Ou Ziyang with a smile for a few seconds before saying, ”It's barely edible.”

”Big names are indeed different.” Ou Ziyang shook his head and sighed. At the same time, he carried a bowl of noodles to Zhao Chen and placed it next to her. Then, he went to the kitchen to get another bowl of noodles.

”Ring, ring, ring.” This was the phone that Ou Ziyang had placed within his clothes on the sofa that rang. Little Wang took out the phone and shouted at Ou Ziyang: ”Boss, the phone rang.”

When Ou Ziyang heard this, he quickened his pace and placed his noodles on the tea table, accepting the phone from the young king.

”Hello?” Okay, okay, we'll follow the leadership arrangements... ”Okay, rest early. Good night.” After saying a few words, Ou Ziyang hung up.