From the supermarket to the apartment, along the way, Lin Manrong refused to talk to Ji Citing, and his mind was full of the word 'scout'.

She just couldn't figure it out, why did Ji Citing's appearance be so good?

When he was fast entering the elevator, Xiao Baozi reached out and pulled Ji Citing's sleeve, and muttered in a low voice, "Dad, you're making Mom angry again." ”

"It's okay, I'll be fine later." Ji Citing said lightly, still carrying a big bag in both hands.

Lin Manrong walked in front empty-handed, stretched out his hand and pressed the elevator button, until he reached the door of the room, Lin Manrong's footsteps stopped, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and he looked like he was looking at the rhetorical question.

"Do you know that it's really embarrassing to be in the supermarket just now!" Lin Manrong blocked the door, and suddenly spoke.

Ji Citing smiled and deliberately asked, "Why is it embarrassing?" ”

"I said that to others just now, and I also said that others were deliberately accosting you, I ......" Lin Manrong couldn't say any more, and his mood was complicated for a while.

Those who don't know must still think that she is a resentful woman.

"Work is one thing, picking up a conversation can also be a passing thing." Ji Citing said slowly, obviously not a big deal, "What's more, Mrs. Ji." ”

Ji Citing paused, "It's not the first time you've done this kind of thing, isn't it?" ”

"You!" Lin Manrong was a little speechless.

It's not the first time I've done this kind of thing to drive away the other women next to Ji Citing, but today's incident still makes her feel very ashamed.

Lin Manrong didn't bother to say so much to Ji Citing, turned around and opened the door first.

Ji Citing is a black-bellied man, anyway, what Ji Citing said makes sense.

"I'll make a soup for you later." Ji Citing walked in and closed the door with his hand.

Xiao Baozi held the food in one hand, and didn't forget to mutter, "Then Dad, you have to make dinner a little better." ”

Ji Citing glanced at Xiao Baozi and ignored him.

Wasn't it just an accident last time, and it's endless?

Throughout the night, Lin Manrong sat on the sofa and watched TV as usual, and the entire kitchen was tossed by Ji Citing.

"Mom, should we order takeout?" Xiao Baozi pursed his lips, his face was full of unease, after all, he believed in Ji Citing last time, and he also believed that he was wrong.

Lin Manrong followed Xiao Baozi's line of sight and glanced in the direction of the kitchen, "No." ”

"If you order takeout, your dad will think we hate him."

Xiao Baozi nodded, and what Mommy said was what the horn was.

Lin Manrong and Xiao Baozi sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV, and from time to time they could hear voices from the kitchen.

About forty minutes later, Lin Manrong saw that Ji Citing was still in the kitchen and did not come out, so he simply got up and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Do you want my help?" Lin Manrong poked out his head and couldn't help but ask.

Let Ji Citing, a person who has never been in the kitchen, work in the kitchen, Lin Manrong always feels a little embarrassed for him, not to mention, Lin Manrong never expected Ji Citing to cook.

Ji Citing held a spatula in one hand, turned his head and glanced at Lin Manrong, "Don't disturb me cooking." ”

……

Okay.

Ji Citing is the most powerful and arrogant.

Lin Manrong nodded and silently closed the kitchen door, anyway, she didn't particularly want to help.

It's good to sit back and wait for the food to start.

After experiencing the disappointment of Ji Citing's cooking last time, Lin Manrong didn't have much hope, but Ji Citing loved to toss, so let him toss.

Lin Manrong is always bad at attacking Ji Citing.

Outcome......

Unexpectedly, Ji Citing's dinner this time was quite good, much better than last time.

Not only Lin Manrong, but even Xiao Baozi was a little surprised.

Xiao Baozi sat on a chair and drank soup with a small spoon in one hand, "This fish soup is delicious, Dad is amazing." ”

Ji Citing held the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, his face was full of suddenness, this time, he was quite satisfied.

Lin Manrong took two bites, and couldn't help but praise, "Your gap is too big, just cook twice, can you do this?" ”

"Ji Citing, I suspect you did it on purpose last time."

"It's not." Ji Citing lightly spit out two words from his mouth, and continued without blushing and heartbeat, "I said it all, it was an accident last time. ”

Lin Manrong nodded, and didn't continue to dwell on the fact that this was the first time Ji Citing had cooked.

"It's delicious." Lin Manrong ate braised pork in his mouth, and asked casually, "You can teach me next time." ”

Although Lin Manrong can cook a little food, it is very simple, and the taste is average, compared with Ji Citing, there is still a big gap.

Ji Citing raised his eyes and looked at Lin Manrong, "Teach you?" Do you want to learn too? ”

"If you are willing to teach, I will be willing to learn."

"Then I don't want to teach." Ji Citing didn't want to think about it, and directly refused. 89 Books

Lin Manrong was still eating beautifully, but after hearing Ji Citing's words, he subconsciously raised his head.

She is willing to learn, but Ji Citing is still unwilling to teach?

Oops, look at the Ji Citing.

Lin Manrong raised his eyebrows, "I'm quite smart, I can teach it, are you sure you don't want to teach me?" ”

"You need to learn how to cook, I'll do it." Ji Citing continued to eat dinner and said seriously.

Lin Manrong looked confused, still didn't understand what Ji Citing meant.

Ji Citing saw that Lin Manrong looked very puzzled, so he said slowly, "I will make it for you to eat, and I don't need you to do it." ”

The movements of Lin Manrong's hands stopped, and for a moment, he suddenly felt that Ji Citing didn't seem to be so straight anymore, and it was still a little warm.

Ji Citing is also too good to her!

"You're so nice." Lin Manrong said with a grin.

Ji Citing didn't squeak, just put a chicken wing in Lin Manrong's bowl, anyway, as long as Lin Manrong likes it.

The little bun on the side looked at Lin Manrong, and then glanced in the direction of Ji Citing, "Dad, when Mom is not at home, will you also cook for me?" ”

Xiao Baozi opened a pair of big eyes, and his eyes were full of expectation, and the result was ......

Ji Citing said coldly, "Then wait for your mother to come back and cook." ”

Little buns will know!

Doesn't this mean that his father is only willing to cook for Mommy, but he won't cook for him.

The little bun took a bite of rice, maybe he really picked it up from outside by his father.

Where is there a father who treats his son like this, fortunately he doesn't care about anything.

Ji Citing seemed to be a nobody, and continued to eat dinner, since the last time the lunch was bad, he has been researching, and even went to the restaurant when he was at work, and specially invited a top chef to teach him to cook.

In those days, Li Wen still looked at him with a strange look, which made him feel uncomfortable.

When I was about to finish dinner, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Lin Manrong glanced at it reflexively, and just saw the salutation displayed on the mobile phone screen.

It seems that Mrs. Ji has something to do with Ji again.

Lin Manrong lowered his head and continued to eat, pretending not to see anything.

Ji Citing picked up the phone, "I'll answer the phone first." ”

"Hmm." Lin Manrong responded with a word, staring at the direction of Ji Citing's Chaoyang Terrace and walked over.

She knew how Mrs. Ji could look like a nobody, and sooner or later she would have to set off a storm.

However, let Mrs. Ji toss as much as she likes, since she can say the words to kneel down and apologize, Lin Manrong no longer wants to have anything to do with Mrs. Ji.

Ji Citing knew that Lin Manrong didn't want to hear about the old lady, so he came up to the balcony with his mobile phone to answer the phone.

"Grandma." Ji Citing said lightly.

"Have you eaten?" Old Lady Ji asked in a calm voice.

"Well, eating."

Ji Citing was silent for a few seconds, and then continued to add, "There is something to do today, I have been busy, and I will go over to see you tomorrow." ”

"If you're busy with work, just be busy with work first, I have someone here to take care of me, so you don't have to come to see me." Old Mrs. Ji said slowly, but her words were completely opposite to her inner thoughts.

It stands to reason that Ji Citing knew that she was not in a very good condition now, and she should have come over to see her, but she didn't come over today, and only later did she know that after Lin Manrong left the hospital, Ji Citing left the company early.

She said, how could Ji Citing not come to the hospital to see her, and now it seems that Lin Manrong is still the most unbearable for Ji Citing.

"Well, I have something to talk to you about tomorrow." Ji Citing said expressionlessly, but he already had other thoughts in his heart.

Mrs. Ji didn't know what Ji Citing wanted to say to her, but her intuition told her that it should be something related to Lin Manrong.

"Okay." Mrs. Ji responded, and then asked knowingly, "Resign, are you still in the old mansion?" ”

Ji Citing frowned, and almost knew what Old Lady Ji meant, "No." ”

Seeing that Ji Citing was not even perfunctory, Mrs. Ji directly told the truth, so she didn't continue to say anything, "I'll rest first, if there is anything, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

After hanging up the phone, Ji Citing stood on the balcony for a while, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the living room.

Lin Manrong raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Citing, thinking that Ji Citing had just finished talking to Mrs. Ji on the phone, he felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably, and the ghost sent a sentence, "Who washes the dishes?" ”

Ji Citing's footsteps stopped and glanced towards the dining table.

If Lin Manrong didn't say this, he almost forgot that he still had dishes and chopsticks to wash after dinner.

In the old mansion and villa, there were people washing dishes, but now ......

Before Ji Citing could squeak, Lin Manrong took the lead and continued, "I'm pregnant, but you can't let me wash the dishes." ”

Speaking of which, Lin Manrong's meaning couldn't be clearer, the little bun is still small, and Lin Manrong doesn't wash it, so isn't he the only one who can wash the dishes?

He washed it, he washed it, the rice was done, wasn't it just to wash the dishes.