Chapter 696 (1/2)
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”What happened these days?” Leng Yihuang asked.
”The young lady takes the young master to work every day. It's nothing special. One day Mu Linyun happened to see the young lady, and I've sent someone to stop her. But he may have seen the license plate, so he found the company where the young lady is. He met with the young lady and seemed to agree to her interview.”
”Oh, yes, we have bought the house next to the young lady. Here is the key, young master.”
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The doorbell rang, because Leng Junlin couldn't see cat's eye, so he didn't open the door, and called Lin Xiaomi to go.
Lin Xiaomi saw Leng Yihuang and quickly opened the door: ”are you back?”
Lin Xiaomi is wearing a SpongeBob's apron, long black hair and a ponytail behind his head. His face is painted with light makeup. For a moment, Leng Yihuang seems to see Lin Xiaomi a few years ago.
”Come in.”
Leng Yihuang quietly took back his sight and said, ”you've been working hard these days. Junlin must have given you a lot of trouble.”
”No, Jun Lin is very obedient. I won't be bored with him.”
”Zhu Zhu, who is it?” Just then, a milky voice came from the kitchen, and then Leng Junlin came running with the same sponge baby apron.
Seeing Leng Yihuang coming in, he frowned immediately: ”Dad, how did you come back so soon?”
Leng Yihuang black face, cold eyes light to see in front of the ”unfilial son”, this is whose son, along the sewer.
Leng Junlin was Leng Yihuang stare shrink neck, pursed a small mouth, eyes smart turn, smile to say: ”Dad, I want to die you.”
”You haven't eaten yet. It'll be ready soon.”
Lin Xiaomi said and went into the kitchen, and finally there was a soup.
Leng Junlin poured a glass of water for Leng Yihuang: ”Dad, sit down. I'll go in and help Zhuzhu.”
Then, regardless of him, he turned and ran into the kitchen.
Leng Yihuang looks at the glass cup on the table and walks towards the kitchen.
Leng Junlin stepped on a small stool with a small pot of salt in his hand.
Lin Xiaomi holds him in one hand, holds the pot in the other hand, and says ”OK”. Leng Junlin trembles and adds salt to the pot.
Lin Xiaomi tasted a mouthful, felt the taste was just right, and then scooped a small spoon, gently blowing cold to Leng Junlin's mouth.
Leng Jun Lin chuckled. His face was baking powder in front of the fire. He narrowed his eyes and said, ”it's delicious.”
Lin Xiaomi patted his ass and said, ”go get the bowl.”
Leng Junlin jumped down from the stool and turned his head to see Leng Yihuang leaning on the doorframe: ”Dad.”