Chapter 22: Eat!

"Hmph, what other people's children like to eat, you remember very clearly, Chairman! I just don't know, how much do you know about your own son's taste?"

Leng Tingjun, who was sitting on Leng Yining's right, snorted coldly.

While saying this, Leng Tingjun also looked gloomily at Su Mohan, who was approaching the dining table, and glared at the girl fiercely.

He just can't get used to his father, and every time he sees that girl, he looks like a good father.

Hmph –

What!

This father, treating himself, has been cold to him since he was a child, with a nose and eyes.

treats this bloodless little oil bottle, every time it is pleasant, and the attitude is so good!

Who is his own child?

Chairman Leng, please figure this out first, okay!

"Tingjun, how old are you? You are now a well-known young man in the business community in this city and even in our country. The president of the dignified Leng family enterprise is not a child, so can he be so careful?

You're such a big person, won't you figure out what you want?

You still need me as a father to worry about you?!"

Leng Yining frowned when he heard this.

After a pause, he couldn't help but mutter:

"What's more, no matter how much I worry about you, I'm afraid you kid won't appreciate it!

So, why did I bother?!"

"Dig out your heart and lungs to worry about me?!

Chairman Leng, I have lived for twenty-six years, have you ever done this? Even if you have only done it once?

If you don't try it once, how do you know, I won't appreciate it!"

Although Leng Yining's voice was very small, it was more like talking to himself. But he was still listened to thoroughly by Leng Tingjun, who has always had good ear power.

He immediately sneered.

"Y-you rebel!

You kid, if you don't refute my words for a day, if you don't scold you, you'll be unhappy, right?"

Leng Yining was furious when he heard this, and slapped the table fiercely.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly froze.

For a while, the atmosphere between Leng Tingjun and Leng Yining, father and son, also became tense.

Su's mother, He Yiqing, who had been quietly accompanying the last seat and sitting silently on Leng Yining's left hand, was hesitating whether to speak to ease the atmosphere. But seeing that her daughter was silent, as if she was nothing, Shi Shiran sat down on the chair beside her. Pick up the chopsticks and beckon to the squirrel fish. On the belly of the fish, he did not hesitate to scratch a large piece.

He Yiqing originally thought that her daughter was going to stuff that large piece of fish belly meat into her mouth. In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly blame Su Mohan for being heartless:

Silently, you just love to eat this, you have to have a little eyesight!

You didn't see the father and son at the table, and now they are in tension. Do you look ready to have a big fight?

Daughter, at this time, you can still eat?!

How wide should your heart be, and how thick should your nerves be?

Su's mother secretly slandered in her heart.

At this moment, I saw that Su Mohan did not send the chopsticks with fish and meat in his hand to his lips, but crossed her and Leng Father, and directly put the large piece of fish meat into Leng Tingjun's bowl:

"Oh, let's eat!"

Leng Tingjun: "......"

Su's mother: "......"

Father Leng: "......"

At the table, there was silence for a moment.

There was an eerie silence and silence.

Except for Su Mohan, the initiator, the other three all looked at him with a confused expression, and at this time, the girl who was sitting next to He Yiqing with a calm and leisurely expression was sitting as motionless as a mountain.