Cheng Weiwei was even more surprised, it has been five years since her mother died, what she said five years ago, Miss Luo still remembers?

Since having her stepmother Han Meizhen, Cheng Weiwei has not eaten her favorite dishes at home.

For the sake of family harmony, his father always accommodated Han Meizhen.

Seeing the table of dishes in front of her, Cheng Weiwei was very moved.

I have a better impression of Miss Luo.

"It's delicious, thank you Miss Luo." Cheng Weiwei took a piece of food and took a bite gently, it still tasted good as a child, and she nodded at Miss Luo with a smile.

Miss Luo smiled and said, "If you like it, I'm afraid you don't like it, the chef here is best at making Suzhou-style food, what you want to eat, just say to him." ”

"Mom, have you forgotten that you still have a son?" Gu Yuansheng's face was slightly gloomy, and he picked up the red wine glass and shook it gently, looking a little jealous.

Miss Luo glanced at him and sneered, "You've been by my side for twenty-eight years, Weiwei is here for the first time, and you still want to compete with her for favor?" Side to go. ”

"Ah, jealousy." Gu Yuansheng put down his wine glass and ate in a sullen voice.

Cheng Weiwei: "......" She awkwardly picked up the water glass and took a sip.

Miss Luo smiled and said, "Weiwei, ignore him, come, let's eat vegetables." She grabbed her chopsticks and took a large piece of food and put it in Cheng Weiwei's bowl.

……

After dinner, it was only past seven o'clock, and Miss Luo urged Cheng Weiwei to go to rest early.

"Early tomorrow morning, you're going to see your dad in the hospital, so go to bed early. By the way, I've got pajamas and underwear ready for you to see if you like it. Miss Luo took Cheng Weiwei's hand and took her to Gu Yuansheng's bedroom on the second floor.

Cheng Weiwei's head is big, she won't ask her to sleep in the same room with Gu Yuansheng at night, right?

Fortunately, there is a big sofa in the room, big deal, she sleeps on the sofa.

Sleeping at night with the door locked, Miss Luo would not know that she and Gu Yuansheng did not share the same bed.

They were just fake marriages, and she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with Gu Yuansheng.

He was pressed by him for a while this afternoon, and he already made her very angry.

Miss Luo opened the door of a closet and took out a light pink tulle pajamas from the pile of clothes.

"Look, like it or not? I remember, you loved pink when you were a kid, this is my latest design, it hasn't been mass-produced yet, and you're the first to wear it. ”

Miss Luo is the largest lingerie brand designer in China.

She carried the very novel pajamas and proudly introduced to Cheng Weiwei how beautiful she was after wearing them.

Cheng Weiwei is petrified, please, no matter how beautiful she is, she doesn't like it, it's too thorough, okay?

She didn't dare wear it.

Especially when there is Gu Yuansheng.

However, Cheng Weiwei is a very polite person, she nodded with a reluctant smile, Miss Luo arranged a table of good dishes to entertain her, so she shouldn't attack the style designed by Miss Luo.

"It's good-looking, it's good-looking."

"Go take a shower, wear this at night."

Cheng Weiwei: "......" she took it in her hand with great embarrassment, "Okay." ”

……

When Cheng Weiwei was bathing, Gu Yuansheng was answering a call from an overseas company executive, Miss Luo glanced at him, shook his head, and entered the living room with great sadness.

Mother Qin was wiping the table, and seeing that her face was worried, she hurriedly asked, "Madam, what's wrong?" Why not be happy? ”。

"What happened ten years ago hit Cheng Sheng very hard, and I don't know if Weiwei can cure his heart disease."