Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"Do you know the name of the young lady?" Aunt Qin said in surprise, "the young lady needs to prepare some light dishes for her. It doesn't need much, but it should be clean and well-nourished."

Lin Motong immediately responded: "Okay, I will do it right away."

Aunt Qin had seen her making cakes and was very relieved of her cooking skills, so she handed it over to Lin Motong.

As for other people's dishes, they are still prepared by specialized cooks and chefs.

Because Lin Motong's food was prepared for Yueyue, she took extra care.

She has been good at cooking since she was a child, but after her mother fell ill, she and her mother often changed their living places and moved frequently, so there was always no convenient utensils in the kitchen. She hadn't really cooked for a long time.

But now facing the large kitchen in the Ming family, she is not familiar with all the kitchen utensils, and she is full of familiarity, no matter which one she picks up, she is comfortable and skilled.

She quickly made three simple side dishes and a small pot of vegetable porridge.

Because it’s cold back tomorrow night, someone is already serving food.

Lin Motong is on vacation today, so she doesn't need to do the food.

But she didn't have many regrets. She was already very happy to be able to cook food for Yueyue by herself.

Today, Dr. Zhuo and Yueyue came back with Ming Ye Leng.

Rui Rui did not come back. Rui Rui's diet and daily care were in the presidential palace. In order not to attract the attention of others, the presidential palace never told the public about Rui Rui's illness.

Lin Motong and the others would naturally not know the real situation of Rui Rui.

Let alone their real situation, even Ruirui and Yueyue's existence was only a year or so before many people knew.

Before they were three years old, the outside world had never known that they existed.

And even now, everyone only knows the existence of Yueyue and Ruirui, as for the others, they are completely unclear.

Yueyue sat obediently at the table and waited for the dishes to be served. The maid brought the dishes forward, and the side dishes specially prepared for Yueyue were placed in front of her table.

"Eat." Ming Ye Leng said to her.

"Then Dadbi, Dr. Zhuo, Yueyue has started." Yueyue said politely, with a soft smile on her face and a soft and nice voice.

She gave her a cold smile tomorrow night.

Yueyue picked up her own small chopsticks, took a bite, and couldn't help saying, "Dad is better than your dishes."

"Yeah." Mingye nodded coldly, without saying much.

After the dishes were ready, he and Dr. Zhuo began to eat.

Yueyue ate like a little squirrel, her cheeks bulged, and softly said, "Dad, it's delicious."

Ming Ye Leng didn't feel that his food was special, but the same taste every day, there is no difference between today and the past.

Yueyue pushed her food to Ming Ye Leng's side, motioning him to pick a bit.

This year, Ming Ye Leng got close to Yueyue, and Yueyue became close to him.

Ming Ye Leng casually took a chopsticks dish and put it in his mouth, his eyebrows began to twist slightly, but then he stretched out, chewing slowly, and his lips and teeth fragrant.

Seeing his expression stretched, Yueyue couldn't help pouting her cheeks and laughed again.

It’s only when Mingye Leng finds that Yueyue really loves to laugh. No matter when, her face is full of smiles. She still has such a comfortable smile on her fleshy face. His mood also improved.