Chapter 91: Men and Women Have Different Appetites (1/2)

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

Jiang Hui’s face darkened when she heard the name “Lin Xiaomi”, “Don’t mention her again. She didn’t regard me as her mother and she will no longer be my daughter. Xin’er, you are my daughter. I will treat you better in the future.”

Lin Xin’er lightly smiled and looked at her tenderly, “Aunt, you’re making fun of me again. But if you can only save one person between Xiaomi and I, who will you save?”

Jiang Hui heard that and her face suddenly froze.

*

Today, Lin Xiaomi asked for a leave again, but Sun Ru didn’t ask too much and just gave her some simple editing work, “We’re short of hands now. Do it at home and come back to work early when you recover.”

Lin Xiaomi felt sorry.

It was for the shortage of editors in that office that she could be transferred to work there. But after the transfer, she had asked for leaves frequently.

Sun Ru had a good temper. If it was Wang Feng, she must have been fired at the very beginning.

But she wasn’t a slacker and she indeed had no other way.

The whole day, she bled profusely and her period became completely irregular.

She glanced sideways at the culprit sitting next to her with a sullen expression.

Leng Yihuang smiled and rumpled her hair, “Are you hungry?”

For the past two days, Leng Yihuang had always spoken to her with this pleasing tone, and he was about to get used to her grumpy attitude.

“A bit.”

“What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it.” Leng Yihuang immediately played up to her.

“I don’t want to eat what you buy outside, for you say that’s not clean. I want to eat what you make.”

Leng Yihuang hesitated for a moment and nodded, “Okay, I’ll cook. What would you like?”

“Handmade noodles. You can learn it online and make it for me.”

Leng Yihuang, “…”

Lin Xiaomi pulled a long face the moment he hesitated. Now, he dared not to say no to her, so he just sighed, “Okay, wait for a while. I’ll do it for you.”

Lin Xiaomi then snorted with satisfaction.

Leng Yihuang went into the kitchen, while Lin Xiaomi opened the computer and sat on the sofa, sorting out the information that Sun Ru gave her.

Sitting on the sofa, she could see Leng Yihuang scratching his head in confusion in the kitchen.

It’s rare to see him acting like that.

Leng Yihuang checked the information online. It was easy to making dough but it was difficult to roll the dough into noodles.

Lin Xiaomi looked back from time to time and saw that the man, who used to care so much about his appearance, was with flour spread on both his hair and face.

He had rolled hard to make out a bowl of noodles, but Lin Xiaomi immediately frowned, “What’s this? Carrot noodles? It’s too thick. Do you want to choke me?”

Lin Xiaomi raised her head, and imitated the way he usually made a complaint, “I just asked you to make something for me. But you are so vicious and want to choke me.”

Leng Yihuang was helpless and turned back into the kitchen to continue rolling.

“It’s too thin and all broken!”

“It was mushy!”

“Some are thick while others are thin!”

“It looks bad! It’s hard to swallow!”