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"You..." Jiang Mian was startled; the father and son had been walking so quietly. "What's wrong?"

Little Stone's bright black eyes crinkled into a smile. "Mianmian, what are you cooking? It smells so good!"

The moment Jiang Mian saw him, her heart melted, and her voice softened involuntarily.

She reached out and gently touched his soft hair.

"There weren't many ingredients left at home, so I could only make some hand-pulled noodles."

She handed him the plate of freshly cut fruit she had just prepared, saying, "Go wait in the living room, you'll be able to eat it soon."

In the fruit platter, the watermelon rind was cut into the shape of a peacock.

The bright red melon flesh and other colored fruit pulp were cut into various shapes, such as stars and hearts...

When his father was around, Lu Chaochi was always very serious. He wasn't a child who showed his emotions easily, so his little face was always tense and his little eyebrows were furrowed.

But even with that stinky dad right next to him, Lu Chaochi couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"So beautiful! Mianmian, you're amazing! Thank you!"

Lu Chaochi accepted the fruit platter with both hands and, as she had instructed, obediently went outside to eat while waiting.

but……

The man didn't go out.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and stood there for a while, but still didn't get any action from him.

This man probably isn't planning on leaving! He's the employer, what can we do?

Jiang Mian could only grit her teeth and continue with her work, noticing a gaze following her.

what is this?

Even a mother-in-law wouldn't supervise a construction project like this!

Jiang Mian felt her scalp tingling from his gaze, so she simply went out through the side door leading from the kitchen to the yard and wandered around the yard.

Looking at the lush flowers and plants in the yard, and the small rectangular vegetable patch in the corner of the wall.

I couldn't help but think of the past.

She doesn't actually like flowers that much, and she's even a little allergic to pollen.

She likes growing vegetables and succulents, and finds the plump succulents very cute.

I feel very happy when I see the vegetables I grow growing crisp and tender or bearing small fruits.

But Lu Bozhou seemed displeased with this, coldly watching the small vegetable seedlings she planted in the yard.

At that time, Jiang Mian's heart was filled with him, and she was always thinking about how to warm this man's heart.

She wouldn't do things he didn't like.

So she carefully replanted flowers and plants in the yard.

She carefully moved the original seedlings to a small, inconspicuous spot against the wall behind the kitchen.

I don't dare to plant anything too eye-catching like tomatoes, eggplants, or small peppers, so I just plant some leafy greens or scallions and garlic sprouts... because they look like grass.

Jiang Mian later realized that Lu Bozhou didn't actually like flowers that much; it was just that Xu Yawei liked them.

As for what Jiang Mian likes, it's not important to him.

Jiang Mian quickly found her 'legacy' at the base of the wall, and her eyes lit up when she saw the lush green onions.

"I didn't expect there to be more."

I quickly grabbed a few and went inside.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the tall, slender figure of the man standing there silently!

Jiang Mian was taken aback. "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu."

It seems like he's been watching from here the whole time?

The man's voice was indifferent and low, sounding even hoarser than before.

"How did you know there were scallions here?" His cold eyes fell on her.

Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat. Was it just her imagination? She actually sensed a hint of...doubt in his eyes?

Jiang Mian was filled with doubt and unease. Could it be that this man recognized something about her?

But she quickly dismissed the idea. Who would believe that a person could come back to life?

not to mention……

A bitter feeling welled up in Jiang Mian's heart. This man had never even thought about getting to know her, so how could he possibly recognize her?

"My hometown is in the countryside. I saw it as soon as I saw it, so I went out and picked two to use." Jiang Mian washed the scallions and chopped them into fine scallion flowers.

Roll the dough into a thin sheet, sprinkle with flour, stack it up, and then cut it into chewy hand-pulled noodles.

Cook in boiling water until done, then pour over the tomato and egg scrambled egg sauce and sprinkle with finely chopped green onions.

"You can still make this?" the man's indifferent voice rang out.

Jiang Mian smiled and said, "You have to know a little bit, otherwise how can you take care of the children?"

She knew more than just these skills. Back then, she was so infatuated with him that she always thought that if she could be a good wife and mother and win his heart through his stomach, she could get closer to his heart.

So he spent his days studying cooking, baking, and making soup.

The craftsmanship is absolutely superb.

It turns out that a man's heart has little to do with his stomach.

This man was quite considerate; he would eat the meals she cooked every time he came back.

But this man was also very uncooperative; he ate it, but he didn't like it.

When Jiang Mian carried the small pot of noodles out, her heart skipped a beat. She suddenly thought, "If Lu Bozhou tastes the food I made, will he recognize it?"

But then she thought back to what he had said when she applied the medicine to him earlier: "You are Lu Chaochi's nanny, not mine. You don't need to use the same tricks you use to coax him on me."

She immediately felt relieved; this man would never eat the food she cooked anyway.

"Can we eat now?" Little Stone stood up, leaving half of the fruit plate in front of him clearly separated.

"Mianmian, I saved some fruit for you," Little Stone said.

"Thank you." Jiang Mian felt a warmth in her heart, put the small noodle pot in front of him, and smiled as she squeezed his little hand.

"It's a little hot, blow on it for a while before eating. I'll go in and clean up the kitchen and then come out."

When Jiang Mian finished cleaning up the kitchen and came out to see the scene in the dining room, she was stunned.

The indifferent man sat at the dining table, one hand supporting his cheek, completely ignoring the fact that his hand was pressed directly against the wound on his cheek.

With her other hand, she held chopsticks with her long, slender fingers, scooped noodles out of the pot, and slowly put them into her mouth.

The entire movement was incredibly elegant.

Lu Chaochi stood to the side with his eyebrows furrowed, his face showing a deep sense of bitterness and resentment.

While slurping the noodles, he wished he could hold the whole pot of noodles close to his chest.

"Dad, why don't you go out to eat?" Lu Chaochi couldn't help but ask. "Why did you steal my noodles?"

Lu Bozhou glanced at him indifferently, "I've never seen you have such a good appetite before, you eat like you're doing embroidery. Now that I've taken it, you're even protecting it, looks like I made the right choice."

Despite saying that, Lu Bozhou put down his chopsticks.

Lu Chaochi: "..."

His lips were tightly pursed, but he couldn't refute it. Indeed, when the chef followed the nutritionist's recipes, the food wasn't bad at all.

But he just doesn't like to eat it; he has no appetite. Mianmian's cooking is always delicious—that's probably some kind of Mianmian filter.

Lu Bozhou looked up and saw Jiang Mian standing at the kitchen door.

Meeting that deep gaze, Jiang Mian thought to herself that she had just assumed Lu Bozhou wouldn't get to taste her cooking, and that everything was fine.

Right now, I feel like alarm bells are going off in my head!

Those usually indifferent eyes now had a deep and profound look, as if they could see through a person's soul!

"President Lu, what's wrong?" Jiang Mian was annoyed. Why couldn't she change this habit?!

Just being stared at like that by him makes you involuntarily give in!

Lu Bozhou stood up, and his tall figure instantly made her feel very intimidated.

"Come with me."