After that, Ms. Lu had lingering fears. If it was Pei Mochen who went there, would he be the one who died?
One of her two sons almost died of leukemia, but was lost, and the other was miraculously born after the doctor declared her infertile.
She is now also a mother of two children and can fully understand Ms. Lu's mood.
Alas, I can't go tonight.
Yifan Lu put his arm around Ms. Lu's shoulders and kissed her affectionately on the cheek, "I understand. I will spend time with your mother tonight, wash your feet, and tell you bedtime stories, okay?"
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In the past, her son acted coquettishly in front of her like this. Ms. Lu was slightly touched in her heart. She didn't know how to hurt him, so she hit him hard on the back twice with her hand.
Then he smiled and said, "Ivan, I can see a lot of white hair on your father's head."
After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at him, "Boy, you should understand that we want to have a family full of children and grandchildren."
Yifan Lu winked mischievously, nodded and promised, "I'll try my best, okay?"
Standing by the side, Jiang Bei, who was respectful, sighed to himself: If he took a photo of the secretary acting cute and published it to the public, with the title "Secretary from the Cute Country", I don't know what kind of effect it would have.
Ms. Lu was amused by her son and was in a good mood. "Let that girl be more sensible. Our family is not short of candidates for daughter-in-law."
What's so good about that girl that her precious son is so precious to her? Every time she asks this kid to take her back for a meal and a formal meeting, he refuses.
It's like they're going to eat that girl.
This makes her, a mother, very jealous. Why doesn't that girl know how to do this?
In fact, she didn't want to care about her children's emotional affairs, but she couldn't bear to have him live such a tired life.
After a busy day, I have to rush to another city even after dark. What mother wouldn’t feel distressed?
Ms. Lu felt sorry for her son and cooked the food herself, while Zhang Mofei helped.
One dish after another was served, and Yifan Lu sat waiting to eat.
"It's been a long time since I made soup with our Ms. Lu. I want to drink a few more bowls tonight."
He stretched out his hand to scoop up the soup, but Ms. Lu patted his arm hard, "Min Yan hasn't arrived yet."
He took off his apron, bent down and sat down next to him, "Let me ask you, has that girl never cooked a meal for you?"
She looked down upon Mu Mu with all her might.
"I'm not looking for a nanny." Lu Yifan was glad that Mu Mu was not at home.
It would be best for the two of them not to meet each other for the time being.
Ms. Lu was unhappy, "You said your mother is a nanny, right?"
Your woman is a nanny when she goes into the kitchen, so does your mother become a nanny when she goes into the kitchen every day to make soup for your dad?
Bad boy.
Yifan Lu smiled crookedly at her, "If you are jealous, your teeth will get sore."
Is it easy for a thirty-year-old man to act cute?
But this is the only way to deal with Ms. Lu, and it is also the most effective and direct way.
Therefore, Ms. Lu is like braised pork in her heart. She misses it when she doesn’t see it, and gets tired of it when she sees it too much.
Zhang Mofei came out of the kitchen carrying the dishes, and sat across from mother and son with a smile, pointing at the crayfish she had just brought, "You are so delicious, I learned this dish from the Internet a few days ago and haven't had time to cook it yet."
Your brother is trying it."
Yifan Lu reached out and picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth, "You are treated as a test subject and you still think you are lucky?"
Zhang Mofei rolled her eyes at him when he heard this, "You got an advantage and acted like a good boy."
