Mrs. Lu loves you to death

After Chen Yao brought Song Min back to meet Sevens, the two knew each other very well. As soon as they met, Sevens stood up and said, "Brother Song, it's not easy to see you."

Song Min: "You are a busy person, you can't waste your time with me"

Sevens smiled and put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Let's go to the study and talk."

Why didn't Chen Yao understand? But now that she had met Song Min, if she made any move, she would be the first person to be suspected. But if she didn't make any move, it would be too late if something happened.

The timing of Song Min's arrival was too obvious. If Sevens could come here, then his move couldn't be too small. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "Chen Zhiyu, Lu Tingchuan, you guys are really good at causing trouble. Even your own brothers want to plot against you. You really make people hate you."

Kyoto

Chen Zhiyu suddenly felt inspired and toiled away in the kitchen. Auntie looked at the unsightly duck meat sitting aside and swallowed.

"Madam, let me do it."

"No, today is his birthday. I want to do it myself. You can just guide me."

The aunt took another step back. Chen Zhiyu took the cut fish and put it directly into the pan before the oil was hot. By the time it was taken out of the pan, not only the fish skin, but even the fish meat had been torn to pieces by her.

After taking it out and putting the two plates of meat together, she realized that it was not only a problem of taste, but also a big problem of appearance. She sighed helplessly and said, "I don't have this skill anymore."

The aunt looked at her with a smile and said, "Madam, you are spoiled by the young master. The young master would be happy to know that you have this heart. If you were splashed with oil, he would be very distressed. Let me do these small chores."

Chen Zhiyu felt something was wrong when she heard this, but she couldn't put her finger on it. "Auntie, are you praising me?"

"Of course, you are the most blessed person I have ever met. The young master treats you as his lifeblood. Tell me, are you lucky?"

When someone said that, Chen Zhiyu's face turned red. "Then I'll help you."

"Madam, when the young master comes back and finds out you cooked for him, he will be so happy."

"I'll make him some noodles later. I can't cook rice anymore, but I can still make noodles. The noodles I make are still edible."

"Longevity noodles should be made by the one you love. It's not just a blessing but also full of sincerity. No wonder the young master loves you." When he said this, his eyes dimmed.

Chen Zhiyu: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

"No, I just suddenly thought of my unfortunate daughter."

She is not a nosy person, and she has no interest in listening to gossip, but she is a protective person. My aunt works in her house and is considered an honest person. If she really has difficulties, it is no big deal for her to help if she can.

She took out a strawberry from the refrigerator, washed it, and put it in her mouth. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong at home?"

"It's not a big deal. She's just unlucky. She met her current man when she was in school. Her father and I didn't think he was a good person at the time, but she was obsessed with him and insisted on being with him. Now they're married as they wished, but he's been fooling around outside all day. I, a poor woman, have to work to support him. He uses my daughter's money to flirt with other women and brings all kinds of women home all day long. But my silly child still believed that as long as time passed, the man would change his mind.

Chen Zhiyu was like a model student, listening obediently to the aunt's complaints. The aunt was really professional, she talked enthusiastically but never slacked off in her work.

"Auntie, you can't wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep. For things like this, no matter how much you talk about it, it's better to see through it yourself."

"I know, I understand, but I hate it so much. I raised a child of more than 20 years, and she married him off to someone else's family to work like a slave. No one understands and no one loves her. My heart aches."

Just when Chen Zhiyu was about to say something, his cell phone rang. He put down his bowl and went out without saying anything.