Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

The sun was shining just right at noon, and smoke was rising from the courtyard of the large villa facing the lake.

Under the parasol, there are four deck chairs. Four beauties wearing sunglasses are lying on the chairs, applying sunscreen, and their long and slender white legs are crossed. They are graceful and graceful. You can tell at a glance that they are wealthy women.

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There was a barbecue grill set up on the edge of the lawn. A foreigner in a suit with a high nose was grilling beef ribs. The sizzling butter dripped onto the red charcoal, and suddenly a half-meter-high flame burst into flames, grilling the beef ribs.

Into an attractive burnt brown color.

With a few swipes, the foreigner cut the roasted beef ribs into bite-sized pieces, sprinkled with rosemary and black pepper, put them on white porcelain plates, and brought them to the women.

on a wooden stand.

An aunt took out a bottle of ice-cold champagne from the villa in the back room. Fresh lemon slices and mint leaves were soaked in the bottle. The bubbles adhered to the transparent wall of the cup, faintly reflecting the sunlight.

"Where are the straws? Aunt Tong, go get some straws." Su Xiaoyan greeted the aunt.

"Okay, ma'am." Aunt Tong nodded, turned around and went to the back room to get four plastic straws.

"Xiaoyan, I heard that Zihang is coming back soon?" The beautiful aunt used a silver knife to pick up a piece of beef ribs, put it carefully into her mouth and chewed it. Her movements were casual and lazy, but elegant.

"Why are you asking about this? You are an old woman in your 30s, and you are always asking about my son's ideas." Su Xiaoyan inserted the straw into the wine glass and took small sips. Although she is 39 years old this year, she still has that feeling.

A young woman's innocence.

"I can't help it. Who told your Zihang to be so handsome?" The beautiful aunt smiled and said, "Even old aunts like us are moved by seeing this. How can those young girls stand it?"

"Yes, yes, I have never seen any man more handsome than our Zihang. His coolness is simply amazing."

"Especially the scene of him coming out of the bathroom after playing basketball. If I could be younger, I would be very moved."

"A bunch of nymphomaniacs." Su Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at them, but couldn't stop the smile on her face.

She just likes to hear others praise her son for being handsome. When she hears this, she feels happy in her heart.

Who allowed her to have such a wonderful son?

"When will Zihang come back? Tell me." The beautiful aunts all came over and kept asking about Chu Zihang. They were so concerned that he seemed to be their own son.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this statement. These three are Su Xiaoyan's good friends. They are good sisters she knew when she was dancing in the dance troupe. It can be said that they grew up watching Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang is very fond of

For them, the relationship is probably similar to that of Yun raising his son.

"Okay, don't bother me anymore." Su Xiaoyan waved her hand and said with a smile: "I have a flight ticket at 2 p.m., I guess I'll be home tonight."

Her son was coming home, which made her feel very good, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Really? Then I will rely on you not to leave tonight."

"It's up to you. I promised Zihang to make baked snails for him in the evening. You're lucky to have a taste of my craftsmanship."

"Xiaoyan, you have to cook..." The beautiful aunt suddenly trembled and took a slow sip of wine to calm down her shock.

She has not forgotten what kind of cooking idiot Su Xiaoyan is. They went to a cooking class together and learned a few skills when they came back. However, Su Xiaoyan still didn't know how to use fire, and she could cook noodles until they were burnt.

The unknown thing is obviously cooked in a decent way in the cooking class.

But if you think about it carefully, you can only say that Su Xiaoyan is a heartless master.

After all, in the cooking class, someone washes and prepares the dishes, and there is a chef standing behind you to tell you how high the heat, how long to fry, and how many times to turn. Even the Shaanbei man who sells meat buns outside the community can make authentic French dishes.

The food comes.

But when Su Xiaoyan returned home, she forgot all what she had learned. She picked up the dishes in a daze, thinking, this seems to need to be cooked for a while, that seems to need to be added a little more, and the recipe is changed.

It has become beyond recognition.

The kitchen should not be a place where Su Xiaoyan sets foot. This woman was born with good fortune. When she was a child, her grandmother protected her, when she grew up, a man protected her, and now she has a handsome son who protects her. What's the matter?

Everything was taken care of for her, all she had to do was be responsible for her beauty and play.

I don’t know if she still remembers the man who loved to eat braised large intestine.

Although the man was poor and had little potential, his kindness to her was genuine.

It's hard to believe that Chu Zihang is that man's son. After all, that man's only advantage is that he is good to Su Xiaoyan. If he can be more promising, even if he can scrape together money to buy a house or a car

Money, instead of being squeezed into a small rental house without a bedroom, he and Xiaoyan would not have reached the stage of divorce.

The beautiful aunt sighed softly, thinking that Xiaoyan had probably forgotten that man a long time ago, and she didn't know whether this was a good or bad thing about her.

The good thing is that she is as cheerful as a girl who hasn't grown up all day long. She can play wherever she goes. Her bad mood will never stay until the next day. If you treat her well, she will act coquettishly. If you treat her coldly, she will act coquettishly.

She was angry, she pursed her lips, woke up the next day, and the matter was over, but sometimes people felt that she was too cold-blooded in terms of emotions, and it seemed that it was difficult to get close to her heart.

"Why are you sighing?" Su Xiaoyan put her hands on her hips, thinking that the sigh was for her cooking skills, "Let me tell you, I won't mess it up this time. This morning, the teacher in the cooking class even praised her.

My baked snails are delicious."

"I just sighed, why is Zihang not my son?" The beautiful aunt smiled and did not mention the man.

It's been so many years, forget what you need to forget.

"You think so." Su Xiaoyan smiled and poked the soft flesh on the beautiful aunt's waist, "If you want a son, just give birth to one yourself."

"We already have three little princesses in our family. Let's forget it. Otherwise, I will give you one of my daughters, and you will give me Zihang." The beautiful aunt tickled Su Xiaoyan.

"Go and think about it in your dreams." Su Xiaoyan also tickled the beautiful aunt.

At this moment, the sound of renovations came from the villa next door.

A dozen muscular men, wearing aprons and carrying mops and brooms, got out of several camouflaged off-road vehicles.

Su Xiaoyan couldn't help but stop her movements and stared blankly over there.

Those guys looked like special forces from TV.

"Hello, we are employees of a housekeeping company. Our work will be over soon. I'm sorry to disturb you." The big man in the lead bowed across the fence and spoke pure Chinese.

"It's okay, you guys can get busy." Su Xiaoyan finally realized what she was doing and waved her hand.

"I remember that no one has lived in the apartment over there for a few years." The beautiful aunt looked at the yard with weeds over there.

This is a high-end community. Each unit is a large villa with a yard. The price is more than 10 million. Those who can live here are successful people.

The property management company will take care of the vacant houses every month. Although no one has lived in them for several years, the weeds have only grown up in these two weeks.

"It's been a few years. The person who used to live there seemed to be the boss of a real estate company, but he immigrated to Australia with his family a few years ago." Su Xiaoyan recalled.

Neighbors in this kind of high-end community basically all have some contacts, either in business or politics, and they all know each other more or less.

"Aunt Tong, do you know who moved in?" Su Xiaoyan waved and called the aunt.

"Madam, I don't know." Aunt Tong shook her head.

"Forget it." Su Xiaoyan didn't hesitate, it didn't have much to do with her anyway.

She just saw that the people in the housekeeping company were too weird, so she asked a few more questions.

Instead of caring about who your neighbor is, think about her cute, handsome, excellent son who can take care of his mother.

She can't wait to meet her son, and she must let him try the baked snails he made this time.