Chapter 170

Ling Zhenyu calmly squeezed a few words from his teeth:

"do you want to find that designer or do you want to decorate

An Liqi bowed her head, turned her big furry eyes to look at him, and carefully replied:

"just want to decorate..."

At this time, the door was knocked, and the voice of mother Zhang came from the outside:

"young master, lunch is ready, Miss Biao is very hungry - when are you going to have dinner?"

Ling Zhenyu frowned, originally wanted to say, wait a minute, and then look at the little woman in front of her. She lowered her head and covered her stomach. Then she said:

"come now."

On hearing this, an Liqi rushed to the bathroom happily:

"I'm going to clean up and prepare for dinner. Oh, by the way, your pajamas are ugly..."

Seeing her lock the door after entering the bathroom, Ling Zhenyu always felt something was wrong. He looked down at his gray silk pajamas, turned impatiently to open the wardrobe and took out a set of silver ones.

After changing clothes, I was going to pour a glass of water. Unexpectedly, the door was knocked again. This time, it was fan Yuanyuan's soft voice:

"cousin, I have prepared iced sour plum soup for you, cousin..."

Ling Zhenyu looks at the bathroom, squints his eyes and walks towards the door. He holds the door handle tightly with his big hand, and then opens the door with slight force.

Fan Yuanyuan's warm smile came into her eyes:

"cousin, sour plum soup, the weather is so hot, I just made a lot of it, so I specially brought it to you."

Ling Zhenyu looked at the cup in her hand and looked at her again. She did not speak and took it in her hand.

Without squinting, fan Yuanyuan hugged his arm and said sweetly:

"cousin, if you don't let me live here, can I come to eat every day? I don't eat too much. I won't cause any trouble, cousin

Ling Zhenyu looked down at her, and then looked at the dense bathroom door. The corners of his mouth moved:

"OK."

"Great, thank you, cousin. I knew you weren't so cruel."

Fan Yuanyuan took his arm and jumped up happily:

"let's go down to dinner. My sister-in-law will clean up and come down later..."

With that, she dragged Ling Zhenyu's arm down the stairs.

When she got downstairs, she helped him open her chair. Fan Yuanyuan moved her chair toward him again and said to her mother:

"Mom Zhang, get ready to have dinner. My cousin has come down, and my sister-in-law is not too late."

Zhang's mother looked at Ling Zhenyu and said, "OK, Miss Biao, I'll bring you the food first, and then those from the young grandmother will be served later."

She said that to see Ling Zhenyu slightly nodded, this just long relaxed tone, turned toward the kitchen.

Zhang Ma has come to the conclusion that as long as the young master meets the young grandmother, it is always cloudy and sunny, and the mood can not be judged according to the original criteria.

Especially that day, when the young grandmother was ill, she was still secretly gambling with Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi said that the young master would never delay his work because of any woman, but she said he should.

Finally, the young master did not move for 36 hours at home. So Zhao Xi scratched his head and reluctantly took out 500 yuan and handed it to Zhang ma. At last, he said:

"unscientific, I should know the young master best..."

Zhang's mother thought of this place, and her pace quickened. Today, the young master's face was a little strange. She couldn't tell whether she was happy or not. Especially when the young grandmother had not come down, no one could figure out the situation, so she had to be careful.

When the meal was brought to the table, fan Yuanyuan picked up the chopsticks to Ling Zhenyu with excitement:

"cousin, this is your favorite elbow flower. Ah, eat more ha. By the way, how about the sour plum soup? Let me help you pour some more."

Ling Zhenyu is still sitting on the seat motionless, the hand of sour plum soup is to drink two, but there is no meaning to speak.

"Cousin, are you worried about your sister-in-law? She'll come down soon. Besides, she doesn't care about other people every time she eats. Let's wait for it, OK

At this time, an Liqi ran down the stairs and yelled:

"OK, don't worry about me. Anyway, when I eat, I won't pay attention to anyone around me. As long as I have my meal, mom Zhang?"

She said, she gave a coquettish look to her mother, then ran to her position, pulled out her chair and sat down neatly. Then she waved her hand to the two opposite people:

"Hey, why are you looking at me? Haven't you seen it?"

Her eyes were so bright that she never seemed to be contaminated with any impurities. Her long dark hair was wet on her body, and her face was covered with a wisp of glue.

I can't hide the fact that I just had a shower.

The chivalrous woman comes out with integrity, while she sits on the stool with chopsticks in her hands, just like a dog waiting for dog food.

"Go and blow your hair dry before you are allowed to eat."Suddenly, her smile froze on her face. She lifted her hand to brush off the broken hair in her ear and gave him a dry smile:

"Hey, I'll do it later, and I'm so hungry..."

"I don't like repetition."

Ling Zhenyu's face sank, and there was no room for discussion in his tone.

"Sister in law, you'd better go and dry your hair. It will be very uncomfortable to eat in such a wet place. Besides, if the water drops splash on the table, my cousin will be angry. Then..."

An Liqi put up the smile on her face, took a deep breath and glared at fan Yuanyuan: "it's true that she is a cousin. She shares a common hatred with the enemy, and she has too many responsibilities!"

She gritted her teeth, sat on the stool, and looked at the man in the opposite face defiantly --

if you have the ability, you can come here. If you don't dry my hair, you won't be named Ling.

At this time, Ma Zhang came over with a plate and kindly advised:

"little grandma, the young master sees that his hair will catch cold if he doesn't dry it. Let's go. I'll go with you to dry the hair, and the food is still hot. Wait a moment and eat it at the right temperature."

When she saw that Mama Zhang was eager to pull her, she also stood up. Before leaving, she did not forget to spit her tongue at their green tea cousins and made a face:

"a little bit, just blow it, I'm afraid of you!"

"Cousin, sister-in-law, she..."

Fan Yuanyuan was frightened by a grimace and hugged Ling Zhenyu. She looked scared:

"does sister-in-law often do this? If it is seen by outsiders, especially by the media, the reputation of the Ling family will be... "

At this point, Ling Zhenyu frowned and looked at her, and the warning was obvious.

She quickly explained with a smile:

"Oh, I almost forgot that you haven't announced your relationship to the public. I don't think the media has reported this aspect at all. Cousin, did you take care of it?"

"I agree with that. After all, it's family affairs, and my sister-in-law always seems to be a bit surprising. It seems that no one can control it..."

"Don't care. Which media dares to publish messy news without my permission?"

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