Yueyue showed off her Barbie doll in front of Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao suddenly woke up from a nightmare, and it took her a long time to react.

"Yueyue, you are back, you are really fine..."

Yueyue's face was full of a proud smile: "I'm fine, Granny Zhao, do you think the hair I combed for Barbie is beautiful?"

"What a beautiful doll. If your aunt sees it, she will definitely like it too."

"Really? I still have several Barbie dolls, all of which were bought for me by my father. I will give one to my aunt when she comes back."

Yueyue happily brought all the shopping bags in front of Aunt Zhao, took out all her dresses and toys from the bags, and placed them on the sofa and coffee table.

Seeing Yueyue's appearance, Qiao Yizhao, his wife and Qiao Kexin were so embarrassed that their toes almost dug out the soles of their shoes.

But Aunt Zhao slowly turned her gaze to Lin Hao, thinking that the father Yue Yue was talking about could not be him.

She had also heard about Qiao Kexin's experience before, and knew that Qiao Kexin saved a man five years ago, and that man repaid Qiao Kexin with revenge and ruined Qiao Kexin.

As a result, Qiao Kexin gave birth to a daughter before she got married, was expelled from the family, and had her engagement broken off by the Jiang family. She is still not married yet.

I didn't expect that man to be back now.

Thinking of what happened to Qiao Kexin, Aunt Zhao didn't have a good attitude toward Lin Hao and didn't even bother to say hello to him.

Lin Hao didn't mind at all. From the conversation between Aunt Zhao and Wu Xiulian, he learned that Qiao Kexin's family had been cared for by Aunt Zhao all these years.

Aunt Zhao also likes Yue Yue very much. She will bring whatever delicious food she makes at home to Yue Yue to eat, and she often helps take care of Yue Yue.

Although Aunt Zhao had no favorable impression of Lin Hao, Lin Hao secretly remembered this kind woman in his heart.

Qiao Kexin put on her apron and prepared to cook. Lin Hao also felt embarrassed in the living room. Everyone except Yue Yue looked at him with hostility.

So he simply walked into the kitchen, took the dish from Qiao Kexin's hand, and said gently: "Wife, let me do it."

Qiao Kexin was stunned for a moment, threw the vegetable basin over, and said angrily: "Who is your wife?"

Although she had already identified with Lin Hao, after all, they were not officially married, and they had not even been in love yet.

Lin Hao called her wife so shamelessly, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Just when Qiao Kexin was preparing to wash rice and cook, Lin Hao snatched her apron and put it on himself, looking like a chef.

"I told you to come, you can rest first."

"Can you cook?" Qiao Kexin looked at Lin Hao with doubtful eyes. She was worried that he was a grown man and had been serving as a soldier in the military for these years, would the food he cooked be delicious?

Forget it if it's just your own family, Aunt Zhao is here, and Aunt Zhao's daughter just called and said she wanted to come over for dinner. It would be so embarrassing if the food Lin Hao cooked was terrible.

So even though Lin Hao opened the refrigerator arrogantly and took out the dishes to cook, Qiao Kexin still watched uneasily.

But as she watched, her heart became less and less calm.

Lin Hao's cutting skills were so smooth that he couldn't even see the outline of his palm. He could only hear the rapid thud-dong-dong sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board.

This rhythm and speed are comparable to those machines that have been precisely calculated by computers, or even worse.

The most surprising thing was that the length and thickness of each carrot shred Lin Hao cut were almost the same. Qiao Kexin had never seen anyone cut the shreds to such a fine level.

Lin Hao lit the fire, burned the oil, put the vegetables, stirred the spoon, sprinkled the condiments...all in one go.

That free and easy temperament made Qiao Kexin suspect that he had not been a soldier at all these years, but had been working as a chef in a five-star hotel.

Even before the dishes are out of the pot, the aroma fills the entire kitchen, and the smell makes Qiao Kexin intoxicated.

"Kexin, what did you do today? It tastes so delicious."

"Yeah, we all smelled it outside."

"Kexin's cooking skills have improved so much that I can't help but drool..."

Sitting outside, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Yizhao and Aunt Zhao thought it was Qiao Kexin who was cooking, and they couldn't help praising them after smelling the aroma.

When all the dishes are served, they know what it means to be truly delicious and delicious.

Although they are all ordinary home-cooked stir-fried dishes, the color looks very appetizing, and the fragrance penetrates everyone's heart as if it has a soul.

The knock on the door sounded again, and it was Aunt Zhao's daughter Su Momo, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. She was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, with a ponytail on her head. She looked very young and beautiful.

"It's better to come early than to come by chance. I can smell the fragrance downstairs!" Su Momo said excitedly as soon as she walked in.

Qiao Kexin warmly invited Su Momo to sit down, while Yueyue kept calling "auntie, auntie" and pulled Lin Hao to Su Momo.

She introduced happily: "Auntie, this is my dad. Do you think my dad is handsome?"

Lin Hao smiled awkwardly. Ever since he met Yue Yue, Yue Yue introduced her father to everyone, which made Lin Hao feel a little embarrassed.

Su Momo just glanced at Lin Hao, smiled lightly as a greeting, and then turned to focus on the food in front of her.

"Sister, did you cook all these dishes? They are so delicious, even better than those cooked in five-star hotels."

Su Momo gave Qiao Kexin a thumbs up, but was scolded by Aunt Zhao beside her.

"It sounds like you have eaten in a five-star hotel. Do you know what the food in a five-star hotel tastes like? But Kexin's cooking skills are really good. I have never tasted such good food in my entire life.

Food to eat.”

Qiao Yizhao and Wu Xiulian also took a few bites of vegetables, but they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

It's not that they haven't eaten Qiao Kexin's cooking before. On the contrary, Qiao Kexin often cooks for them at home.

But they had never felt that any meal before had been as delicious as today, and they couldn't understand how Kexin's cooking skills suddenly became so magical.
Chapter completed!