Chapter 270

If Yang Dong knew how stupid his son was, he would surely find a way to kill him now. Maybe he would avoid a disaster for the Yang family.

"Beauty editor in chief, can we go now?" Even for the disabled with crutches, Zheng Ting naturally exudes a kind of romantic handsome when leaning against you Yue's office door.

"You came by yourself?" You Yue raised his head and asked.

"Well, it's not very far. It's only twenty minutes." Zheng Ting's words, you Yue ran to his side.

"My legs are not good. What are you doing here?" You Yue holds Zheng Ting's arm and takes him to the sofa.

Fortunately, Zheng Ting was responsible for the original decoration. The premise of his shopping was to let you Yue lie comfortably anytime and anywhere.

"How long before we get off work?" Zheng Ting did not urge you Yue.

"There is also a manuscript review, 15 minutes." You Yue estimated the time, she looked at Zheng Ting's face, to the mouth of the words or did not say.

The relationship between Zheng ting and Zheng song is not harmonious. If she tells Zheng Ting about the dinner at the weekend now, it will be a smash. She'd better wait until the weekend to give Zheng ting a surprise.

At that time, people have come home, or she invited back "VIP", Zheng Ting had the courage to drive people away! She will send Zheng ting into the study for a month.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you." Zheng Ting turned a direction, just on the direction of you Yue's desk, he can stare at you Yue.

Zheng Ting's eyes are too hot. You Yue is uncomfortable and fidgety. The original estimate of 15 minutes dragged on for more than 20 minutes. When they left the company, it was almost six o'clock, and the driver had already been waiting downstairs.

Back home that night, you Yue had one more activity, and she began to search all kinds of cooking skills with her computer.

However, you Yue has no great talent in this aspect. After trying for two days, the best food she can make is scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Looking at the N word fried sweet and sour ribs failure, you Yue want to wail. Her every step is according to the video teaching, how people fried sweet and sour ribs is sour and sweet, but also bright color, she fried is bitter and astringent, but also black.

"Yue Yue, it doesn't matter that you can't cook. We can invite auntie in the future. If you don't like that there is an outsider in your family, I can cook it for you. Don't embarrass yourself." Zheng Ting sat in the kitchen door, very distressed said.

Although Zheng Ting had imagined in his life that once he came home from work, he would have a hot meal cooked by his wife. However, he thinks that he should be more practical and accept his life better. He would rather not eat the food cooked by his wife than make you Yue crazy because of cooking.

More importantly, Zheng Ting is always frightened when he sees you Yue cooking. You Yue's every action is thrilling, as if he will blow up the kitchen or spray the food into the sky.

For the sake of his lifelong happiness, Zheng Ting decided to give up the fantasy of his wife and hot food in the future.

"But I'm going to invite a very important person to dinner at home this weekend. Would it be too insincere to order takeout?" You Yue asked with a frown.

Since it's a family gathering, you Yue still hopes the family atmosphere can be stronger.

"Who is it?" Zheng Ting asked, but obviously he didn't care much. He just asked along with you Yue's way of thinking.

"Don't say it yet. Keep it secret."

Zheng Ting respects you Yue's opinion very much. He doesn't ask any more, or to be more precise, he doesn't care about other people at all.

"Do you have to do it yourself?" Zheng Ting asked.

"Well. I don't want to order takeout until I have to. " You Yue is particularly persistent on this issue.

Throw the failed products into the garbage can. You Yue looks at the half bucket of discarded food materials. She feels sorry for the farmers and herdsmen. She's a little too wasteful.

"Don't try." Before you Yue poured the oil into the pot, Zheng Ting stopped him.

Zheng Ting is not afraid of you Yue wasting food materials. He can't bear to hurt you Yue's self-esteem again and again.

"No, there are only two days left. I have to learn these five dishes." You Yue said aloud, but after that, her face broke down again. How did she feel that it would be a mountain that was always set up in her life and could not look over the past.

"Don't make it. I'll make six dishes for you then, OK?" Zheng Ting can only help solve the mess left by his wife.

"Really?" Zheng Ting is angry, and you Yue doesn't want to insist any more. She has an impulse to blow up the earth in her cooking these days.

"Did I cheat you?" Zheng Ting asked.

You Yue tries very hard to refute Zheng Ting's words with an example that Zheng Ting once cheated him. I don't know whether her memory is missing or whether Zheng Ting really didn't cheat her. She really has no way to give an example."But can your feet do it?" Will Zheng Ting be very tired when he is cooking with one foot?

"It doesn't matter. There is a high stool at home. I can lean on it."

"That's settled. You can cook the day after tomorrow." After that, you Yue takes off her apron and throws it aside. Her nightmare is finally over. She wants to take a comfortable hot bath and go to sleep happily.

After that, she would not torture herself any more.

Zheng song has been waiting for several days without waiting for you Yue to contact him. He thought there was no chance for this meal. But when he was about to give up hope, you Yue sent a message with time and place. He immediately understood you Yue's

looking at this precious message, Zheng song almost cried. He thought that although God robbed him of some useful things, in the last period of time, he was kind to himself, and he could still give himself a chance to eat at home with his son, so he had no regrets.

The agreed weekend, you Yue and Zheng Ting are still sleeping, Zheng song has got up. He went to the shopping mall yesterday and bought a new black suit.

But standing in front of the mirror, Zheng song felt that the black was too deep and formal. Would he scare the two children in the past?

Zheng song changed his clothes one by one and didn't care about anything else.

"Which little fox spirit do you want to go to Ling Jing is wearing sexy silk pajamas, languidly standing at the door of the room, seems to be blocking the door, do not want to let Zheng song out.

Zheng Songxing's full expression suddenly became gloomy, "who can I go to? Do you care?"

"I'm your wife. Why can't I take care of it?" Ling Jing's voice became shrill. Zheng song's words were the one she hated the most. She lived under the name of Mrs. Zheng for nearly 30 years, but her husband always excluded her from his life.

In the following ten years, Ling Jing didn't even see Zheng song's face. If she was a widow, she would have built a memorial archway for her in ancient times?

"Not soon."

"What do you mean by that?"