"Dad, if it's okay, I'll go back first." She held back a smile and pretended to be light-hearted.

Sure enough, seeing that she was going back, Lu Hetian rubbed his palm and said a little depressedly, "I heard that you made wontons for your brother in the morning?"

Lu Liangwei was not surprised how he would know, seeing that his face was unnatural, he knew what was going on, but he deliberately pretended not to see it, only blinked, and looked at him innocently, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Lu Hetian wanted to say, then why didn't he?

Lu Hetian will not admit that he is eating his son's vinegar.

He put one hand behind his back, straightened his chest, and looked a little stinky, "It's nothing." ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Lu Liang's slightly beautiful eyes, he sighed deliberately, and said frustratedly: "Originally, I also made one for my father, but I thought that my father's breakfast was handled by Aunt Zheng, so I didn't dare to send the wontons over." After all, my daughter's cooking skills are clumsy, and I dare not compare with Aunt Zheng's cooking skills, and my father is used to eating Aunt Zheng's meals, and I am afraid that he is not used to eating what I cook. ”

Lu Hetian's face became a little uncomfortable.

To be honest, Aunt Zheng's cooking skills are really good, it is difficult for her to insist on getting up early to make breakfast for herself every day for more than ten years, just because of this intention, he just doesn't have her in his heart, and he can't hate her.

He changed the subject and said, "What about the ravioli?"

Lu Liangwei looked at his unnatural look.

I sneered slightly.

Ling is in Lu Hetian's heart, no matter how transcendent his status is, after all, he has been dead for many years, and there are other beauties by his side, how much time does Lu Hetian have to think of her?

Zheng does get up early every day to give Lu Hetian Zhang Luo breakfast, but Zheng's cooking skills are actually average, she is just a show, and the one who cooks for Lu Hetian is a cook she hired a lot.

Zheng knows that if you want to grasp the heart of a man, you must first grasp his stomach.

It's a pity that Zheng is used to being pampered, and he has no talent in cooking.

Every day, the cook made it, and then she lied that she made it herself and sent it to Lu Hetian.

Lu Hetian has always been very good to her because of Zheng's intentions.

Although she was not corrected, in the Guogong Mansion, Aunt Zheng's status was not low, and Lu Hetian also put her in charge of everything in the Guogong Mansion.

"Rewarded to Jewel." Thinking of this, the smile on Lu Liangwei's face faded, and when he saw Lu Hetian's face dark, he added unhurriedly, "What a pity to pour it out, it just so happened that Zhuyu thought the wontons I made were delicious, so she gave them to eat." ”

Lu Hetian looked at the jewel behind her with heavy eyes.

Zhuyu immediately felt that her neck was cold, but she was a little confused, and when she heard what Miss said, she subconsciously agreed, "The wontons made by Miss are delicious." ”

Before the words fell, Zhuyu felt that not only was her neck cold, but the whole person couldn't help but shiver.

Guogong's eyes are so terrifying.

Lu Liang glanced at the upright girl slightly, and almost couldn't help laughing.

"Dad, I have to go back to read medical books, so I won't accompany you, you should go old!" After saying that, she waved at him, took Zhuyu, and ran away.

Lu Hetian was a little annoyed, and at the same time a little lost.

The daughter could think of Lu Tingchen's stinky boy in her heart, but she ignored him.

He heard from his subordinates that Weiwei not only made a bowl of wontons for Lu Tingchen in the morning, but also had breakfast together with the brother and sister.

Thinking of such a warm picture, Lu Hetian was very heartbroken.