Ye Feng patted Tong Bao and Zhan Su on the shoulders, and the two children came back to their senses.

Tong Bao came to Mommy with chicken soup.

Just when he picked up the spoon to ladle out the soup, Zhan Hanjue suddenly stretched out his hand and commanded in an extremely domineering manner: "Give me the soup."

Tong Bao had no choice but to hand him the soup bowl obediently.

Zhan Hanjue took the soup, took a small sip, frowned and said with disdain: "The chicken is too old, too much pepper is added, the soup is too greasy, and the taste is too numb. Zheng Ling, drink less."

Tong Bao: "..."

Does her chicken soup have so many shortcomings?

Zheng Ling took a sip of the soup and tasted it carefully. She was full of praise and said, "The soup is obviously delicious. The combination of old chicken, Sichuan peppercorns and old ginger makes the soup taste delicious."

When Lord Zhan Han heard this, his stern handsome face suddenly relaxed.

"Then give me a taste."

Zhan Hanjue took a few sips of the black-bone chicken soup. The taste, which he thought was just boring, turned out to be delicious for some reason. He nodded repeatedly, "Well, my Tong Bao's craftsmanship is pretty good."

The acetic acid in Zhan Hanjue's heart was fermenting, "Does it taste better than the soup I made?"

And he said angrily: "I don't like black-bone chicken soup."

How could Zheng Ling not hear that he was jealous? She coaxed him like a child and said: "Brother Jue's cooking tastes of love. This black chicken soup tastes of home. Brother Jue, this is Tong Bao's masterpiece."

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Zhan Hanjue picked up the dumplings and tasted them.

Then he praised Tong Bao fiercely: "My Tong Bao can stew chicken soup and make dumplings. Zhengling, you have raised Tong Bao so well? Who can be worthy of her in the future?"

Zheng Ling said shyly: "How can anyone praise their children like this? Parents should see their children's strengths as well as their weaknesses. To praise her blindly is to flatter your children. It's not advisable."

The others kept their faces silent and said nothing, but they were muttering in their hearts: Mr. Zhan, doesn’t it hurt to slap yourself in the face like this?

After drinking the soup, Zhan Hanjue was still not satisfied and asked: "Is there anything else delicious?"

Zhan Su handed over the dumplings.

Yan Zheng asked playfully: "What about me?"

Zhan Hanjue was startled and said: "There are too many shortcomings. You have a strong personality and not many men can stand you."

Yan Zhengling: "..."

Zhan Hanjue said shamelessly: "In my eyes, my baby has only advantages and no disadvantages."

Yan Zhengling suddenly asked: "What about Susu?"

Zhan Hanjue said proudly: "The incarnation of perfection."

Crows were howling above everyone's heads!

As for the president, the key point is to let his wife stay by his side.

Such paranoid possessiveness.

I thought I could get some benefit from him, but I didn't expect the result to be so surprising.

However, Zheng Ling was optimistic and explained to herself, "There are a few men who can stand me, and that's not bad."

Zhan Hanjue said deeply: "Yes, except for Hanbao, Susu and me, there is no man on earth who can tolerate your bad temper. So, just stay by my side from now on."

After the meal, the doctor checked the eyes of Zhan Hanjue and Yan Zhengling.

Zheng Ling's eyes were suffering from an old problem, and her physical disorders also became lighter and worse depending on her mood.


Chapter completed!