Ten minutes later

The main house of the cold house

Leng Tingjun's room

"Young Master——, Young Master——, I'm Uncle Chen, may I ask, is it convenient for me to come in now?"

There was a knock outside the door, and then, Uncle Chen's kind and slightly old voice slowly sounded from outside.

"Well, it's Uncle Chen! The door is not locked, you can come in!"

Leng Tingjun, who was casually draped in a bathrobe, was stunned when he came out of the bathroom, and then said.

He had just come out of a hot shower and was ready to go to bed for a good night's sleep, which might have helped him with his cold. Before he could lock the door, Uncle Chen came!

In other words, what did Uncle Chen suddenly come to him for?

"Okay! Young Master Jun!"

Chen Bo answered outside the door, and then, twisting the doorknob, stabbing it, pushed the door in.

"Uncle Chen, you are—"

Leng Tingjun raised his eyes and saw Uncle Chen holding a tray in his hand and slowly walked into his room, and on the tray, there was a bowl of steaming light brown liquid, well, this tasted like ginger soup.

"Young master, Miss Han specially instructed me to boil a bowl of hot ginger soup for you and bring it to you!"

Chen Bo slowly approached Leng Tingjun and handed the ginger soup in his hand to Leng Tingjun.

"You say, it was Su Mohan's girl who asked you to get this thing for me?"

Leng Tingjun was stunned when he heard this, and then raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, young master, Miss Han also specially instructed me to hand over the ginger soup to you as soon as possible, and watch you drink it in one go before leaving!"

"Heh, I don't see it, she's quite good at directing people now!"

Leng Tingjun chuckled when he heard this.

"Young Master——, Miss Han, she's doing this for your good! Aren't you catching a cold? It's best to drink this! You drink it while it's hot, lie down in the quilt and sleep, sweat, and the cold will get better immediately!"

Uncle Chen, the housekeeper, persuaded bitterly.

"Okay, okay! So much nonsense! I'll drink! Won't I be able to drink?"

Leng Tingjun pretended to be helpless, and reached out to pick up the bowl of ginger soup in front of him:

"Hmph, count this girl, she still has a little conscience!"

As he spoke, Leng Tingjun raised his head and drank the bowl of hot ginger soup.

Day 2

On this day, it was Monday, and the school and work were over, and after a short weekend vacation, it was time for everyone to be busy.

early morning

The restaurant in the cold house owner's house

Father Leng, Mother Su, Leng Tingjun and Su Mohan were sitting around the large dining table and having breakfast together slowly.

Leng Yining raised his eyes and swept towards Leng Tingjun from time to time, and wanted to speak several times, but at the end, he still held back his words.

To be honest, when the maid came to report early yesterday morning, saying that Leng Tingjun came back with Mo Mo, he was really surprised.

Hasn't this son always been at odds with the Su family's mother and daughter?

How could he be so good, and he made a special trip to send him home silently. Even, for the first time, he stayed in the cold house to live.

What's more, he hasn't left.

At this moment, I still have a comfortable face, as if nothing is wrong, and eat breakfast with them!

Since he remarried, when has this son had dinner with their family, hasn't the atmosphere become tense and stiff? !

It's the first time that it's so harmonious like today!

But how could Leng Yining feel that it was a little weird?

"Silently. Hurry up and eat! When you're done, Mom will take you to school!"

At this time, Su's mother, He Yiqing, who was as tender as water, suddenly spoke, interrupting the strange silence on the table.

"Well, no, I'll take her to school!"

Who knows, Leng Tingjun, who has been immersed in hard work, heard this, but suddenly said.

He Yiqing: "......"

Leng Yining: "......"

Su Mohan: "......"

"Well, I mean, I'm going to the company anyway, so let's take a ride with her!"

Seeing that the atmosphere at the dining table instantly froze, Father Leng, Mother Su, and Su Mohan all looked at themselves together.

Among them, Su Mohan raised his eyebrows slightly to express doubt. And the eyes of Leng's father and Su's mother are even more strange and inexplicable.

Seeing this, Leng Tingjun hurriedly coughed lightly and said with a light expression.