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Chapter 813

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Hanjue's dignified face was immediately enveloped in deep depression.

Zheng Ling is everywhere in the Yan family, showing the helplessness of being dependent on others.

But he couldn't help at all.

What should he do?

There was a long silence...

"Ye Feng."

Ye Feng came in in response.

"President, what are your orders?"

Zhan Hanjue said: "Can the villa on Apple Street be taken back?"

"The formalities have been completed. During the day, I specially asked someone to do a thorough cleaning. All the old furniture was disposed of and new furniture was purchased. Does the president want to move in as soon as possible?" Ye Feng said.

Zhan Hanjue gave him a look of relief, "It's going well. We'll stay there tonight."

After Yan Zhengling brought the dinner to the table, Cui Anru was shocked when he saw those home-cooked dishes that were delicious, tasty and tasty.

"Did you really do this?" Cui Anru asked in disbelief.

Tong Bao said arrogantly: "Of course, my mommy can cook a lot of dishes."

Ye Feng was stunned. Although he had guessed the president's intention to acquire the Yan family villa, he still didn't guess that the president would be so anxious to move in.

"Okay. I'll drive."

Yancheng.

Han Baohui smiled slyly, "Grandma Cui, tomorrow is your time to show off your skills."

At this time, Cui Anru's mood for interrogating Zheng Ling was gone.

Yan Zhengling was relieved and glanced at the three children gratefully.

Zheng Ling was afraid that if Tong Bao talked too much, her identity would be suspected by Cui Anru. She quickly gave Tong Bao a piece of braised pork and said with a smile: "Tong Bao eats and doesn't talk when he eats or sleeps."

Cui Anru, however, had no intention of letting Zheng Ling off easily, and asked endlessly: "These dishes are home-cooked dishes that only ordinary people in the city eat. The eldest lady has never eaten these dishes since she was a child, how can she cook such dishes?"

"

Zhan Su saw that Mommy was hiding something, so he helped her out. He said coldly: "Have you never eaten pork and never seen a pig run away?"

Strictly speaking, "These are the rules set by Zheng Ling, and everyone must abide by them. Even she herself sets an example."

Cui Anru said: "It's not like you don't know me. My skin is stingy and prone to allergies. If I touch those dirty oil stains in the kitchen, I'm afraid I will lose several layers of skin."

Strictly hesitated, "This?"

After dinner, Zheng Ling worked hard to wash the dishes again.

Others gathered around the coffee table to taste their meals and take a few bites.

Cui Anru sat next to Yan Yan very melancholy, and said in a cooing voice: "Master, do you really want me to cook tomorrow?"

Tong Bao angrily said, "Grandma Cui, do you want to eat the food cooked by my mommy for free?"

Cui Anru said: "You kid, why do you talk like this? Why do I call you Bai Chi? Aren't we all a family? Your mother is a junior. Isn't it the right thing to serve our elders?"

Although Tong Bao is young, he is very eloquent and is used to acting like a monster.

"Grandma Cui, will you let Aunt Xiaoru cook?"


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