After Feng Feng lived here, he never failed to go home for the night. [Source of this book www.

Feng Feng nodded and hung up the phone. She said that Zhuzhu had something to do, which was not a lie - Zhuzhu's mother-in-law's birthday was tomorrow, but it was tomorrow. If she wanted to disturb Zhuzhu, she had to do it tomorrow.

She walked across the lawn, walked through the wooden gate, tears streaming down her face, and went to stay in a hotel for a night.

Sumptuous dishes were already placed on the table. Mrs. Ye saw her son looking at the door again and again, and then came back as if he had made a phone call.[

When she saw her son coming in, she deliberately ignored his look and said, "Son, tonight's meal is all made by Jiani. Her cooking skills are getting better and better."

Ye Jia nodded casually and sat down. Mrs. Ye was still praising the dishes on the table and was in a happy mood - today, Feng Feng finally stopped going back "home". This is really a good start, this place is already

It's not her home. She is also a woman, and she knows very well that if a woman often has something to do and is unwilling to go home, it means that she has a guilty conscience. According to Ye Jia's idiot personality, the two of them will soon have conflicts.

Cong Sheng, when the time comes, are you still afraid that Lin Jiani won't have a chance?

She didn't want to fight without any blood, and she didn't want to have a head-on conflict with her son. Feng Feng could retreat steadily on his own, which was the most ideal result. The only way to deal with such poor women was with money.

There is also a vase of fresh flower arrangements on the dining table, which was made by Lin Jiani, and is full of a warm and homey atmosphere. The dining table is replaced with brand-new silverware and tableware, and fine crystal cups, with floral patterns.

The "salt prawns" are both delicious. Mrs. Ye looked at her son and Lin Jiani. How could such a person be harmonious with such an environment?

"Brother Ye, eat this..." Lin Jiani enthusiastically handed him the prawns.

Ye Jia smiled and put aside the prawns in the bowl: "Jani, thank you for your kindness, but I don't like prawns. You don't have to bother doing this again in the future."

Lin Jiani's smile froze, and Mrs. Ye hurriedly smiled and smoothed things over: "Son, how could you let down Jiani's good craftsmanship? Just eat one..."

"No, I don't like to eat."

The prawns in the crystal plate began to show their teeth and claws, which didn't look so good.

Ye Jia looked at the dishes on the table, and the smile on his face did not change at all: "I remembered that I haven't eaten the pork ribs and mung bean soup made by Xiao Feng for a long time. Jiani, next time you come as a guest, I will ask Xiao Feng to make it."

You eat. You don’t have to do anything. After all, you are a guest and the host should entertain you. These days, Xiaofeng is idle and getting lazy. Haha, I don’t want my wife to become a slacker in the future.
Chapter completed!