After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

Wen Li'er didn't notice anything different at all, and was only thinking about showing off her skills to Lu Ting.

However, when handling the crucian carp, Wen Li'er couldn't hold the lively fish down and it slipped out of her hands several times.

Lu Ting took the kitchen knife from her hand with a smile.

"Leave the fish cutting to me."

Wen Li'er did not hesitate. Since she could not finish the dish herself, she decisively gave up her seat to the other person, and she cut the side dishes on the side.

Lu Ting handled the crucian carp's internal organs with ease. In order to make it more convenient for Wen Lier, he even cut the fish body after handling the internal organs so that it could be put directly into the pot.

"Leave this to me, uncle, you go on and set up the tent."

Wen Li'er was full of confidence. Lu Ting smiled and said okay, but when setting up the tent, he was still a little worried and looked over here from time to time.

Sometimes you'd see the little girl lifting the lid of the pot and tasting something, and sometimes you'd see her stirring the fire. She seemed very busy, but it was visibly clear that she was very happy.

Lu Ting thought that if he could spare more time in the future, even if it was just half a day, to accompany the little girl on camping trips, it would make her happier.

By the time Lu Ting had set up the tent, Wen Lier's crucian carp soup was ready.

She put the pot on the folding table. Her fingertips were scalded red. She pinched her ears to cool down her red hands while calling out to Lu Ting.

"Uncle, you can come for dinner now and try the crucian carp soup I made."

When Lu Ting came over, he did not sit down immediately. Instead, he held Wen Li'er's hand and turned her palm over in her confused look.

As expected, her white fingertips were burned red. He rubbed them gently with his index finger, "I'll serve."

Lu Ting's movements were very natural, and his kneading movements were extremely gentle, but the skin contact began to make Wen Li'er's earlobes turn red.

The little finger hooked uncontrollably and accidentally swept across Lu Ting's palm.

Wen Li'er was completely unaware, but the touch, like a kitten scratching her itch, caused Lu Ting to pause in his skillful massaging movements. He loosened his hand, picked up the bowl next to him, and served Wen Li'er a bowl of fish soup first.

When Lu Ting was drinking the fish soup, the girl opposite him stared at him with her bright, clear, and expectant eyes, waiting for praise, as if it were written directly on her face.

After seeing Lu Ting's Adam's apple rolling up and down, Wen Li'er couldn't wait to ask: "Is it delicious? There are limited ingredients here, so I used the simplest ones. If it doesn't taste good, then I'll just make instant noodles..."

For fear of hearing bad comments from Lu Ting, Wen Li'er even thought of a way out while speaking.

At worst, at least we have instant noodles as a base. Instant noodles should all taste the same, right?

Lu Ting laughed softly, "It's delicious. With our Er'er's cooking skills, we can open a fish soup restaurant. The business will definitely be booming."

Wen Li'er was relieved, but she was also afraid that Lu Ting was trying to comfort her. After hearing this, she drank a few more sips. It was indeed delicious and very good.

"As the saying goes, a cook who is not a good actor is not a good dancer. This is just my average level. Eat more, uncle. There is still a big pot."

The first step was very successful. Wen Li'er was immersed in joy and didn't notice that most of the fish soup she made for Lu Ting went into her stomach.

Lu Ting actually didn't eat much because he spent all his time picking out fish bones.

Although crucian carp tastes delicious, it has too many bones, and Wen Li'er is not very good at eating fish, especially those with many bones.

She had been choked by a fish bone when eating fish before, so Lu Ting asked the kitchen to only cook fish with fewer bones, or if he ate at home, he would pick out the fish bones for her himself.

"Oh, I forgot to put the movie on, what movie do you want to watch, uncle?"

The projector was specially brought by Wen Li'er. It is said that the best form of time for two people to spend together is to watch movies together.

Speaking of which, she and Lu Ting seldom watched movies together, and even had few opportunities to watch TV together.

Lu Ting put the picked fish bones into her bowl and said gently, "It's all fine. Just pick the one you like."

Wen Li'er put the projector away. In fact, she asked this on purpose because she knew Lu Ting would definitely not be picky and would go along with her, so she had already downloaded the movie "Love Letter".

She had a hidden agenda when she chose this movie, because it was also about secret love, and she secretly wanted to use the theme of the movie to express her hidden thoughts about Lu Ting.

It was a rare occasion for Lu Ting to have the leisure and elegance to watch a movie. He leaned lazily and relaxedly on the recliner, his eyes fixed on the screen. His slender hand, wearing a watch, tapped lightly on the armrest from time to time.

Wen Li'er has been by his side for so many years and can tell whether he is in a good mood or not from his subtle movements.

At this moment, his little action showed that he was in a very happy mood.

"Uncle, did you instruct the Lu Group's official blog to post this?"

Lu Ting hummed, then realized what Wen Lier was talking about. He nodded and admitted, "She dared to hurt you, so I will make her pay a heavy price."

"It's just these, it's still a bargain for her."

If Wen Li'er hadn't been seriously injured, Yin Ningyou would never have been able to get out of prison again in her life.

Wen Lier muttered quietly, "No wonder another bad love affair came to me so soon."

The official blog of Lu Group clarified that Lu Ting and Yin Ningyou no longer had any relationship, which meant that Lu Ting no longer had a female companion.

Of course those women smelled the scent and came when there was an opportunity.

The night was quiet and beautiful. Lu Ting also heard the little girl's mumbling and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Bad love?"

He repeated these three words between his lips and teeth, but smiled, "Er Er, you have wronged me this time. That bad peach blossom is not aimed at me."

Wen Lier tilted her head, not quite believing it, "It's not yours?"

"Yes, it's... He Ziyi's."

Lu Ting didn't want to mention Ji Yinli's name at this time, and without hesitation pulled He Ziyi out to take the blame.

At this moment, He Ziyi, who was forgotten in the hotel, sneezed for no apparent reason, touched his nose and muttered, who was thinking about him behind his back?

Wen Lier's lips curled up slightly, and she casually replied, "But even if there isn't one now, with the group's official blog post, everyone will know that the seat next to President Lu is vacant, and they will be scrambling to get it."

The little girl hugged the pillow and slowly buried half of her face between the pillows as she spoke.

Only half of her pretty face was revealed, her almond-shaped eyes blinked gently, and her long eyelashes seemed to be shaking off the dust.

The voice is very light and weak.

"There is never a shortage of women around you."