Chapter 82 A Gentleman Stays Away from the Kitchen

After consulting her two children, Ruan Meng finally agreed to move in with them and stay away from the whole family. However, her purpose of coming back had not been achieved yet, so she applied to stay back for one last night today and come back tomorrow.

"Then... let's go over after dinner..." Mo Yuting was in a mixed mood, feeling both worried and happy, so Ruan Meng naturally wouldn't make any more suggestions.

All kinds of ingredients have been prepared in the kitchen of the new house, from lobsters and abalone to potato chips and spicy strips, the only thing missing is someone who can cook.

"So, who are you going to let cook? Me?" Ruan Meng leaned against the refrigerator with a gloating look, staring at Mo Yuting with the two little ones.

Mo Yuting looked calm on the outside, but in fact he was panicking inside. He cleared his throat and said, "Ahem... Mengmeng... Actually, this was an accident..."

I really don't have any idea of ​​you cooking!

Absolutely not!

Your fingers are so slender that I can’t wait to hold them in my hands and play with them!

How could I possibly let my adorable fiancée cook?

impossible!

Mo Yuting was imagining all kinds of tragic love scenes with you chasing me and I hating you while I love you. Ruan Meng on the side was also admiring Mo Yuting's mysterious expression.

It was not until she vaguely sensed that Mo Yuting seemed to be emitting a sense of aggrieved air that Ruan Meng generously let Mo Yuting go.

"Okay, since you can't cook, let's order takeout!"

She had been running back and forth between school and outside the campus today, and had dealt with so many unexpected incidents, that she really didn't want to change her clothes and go out for a fancy dinner.

If she didn't know Mo Yuting wouldn't allow it, she would have wanted to eat instant noodles.

After a while, when the takeaway food comparable to that of a five-star hotel was placed on the table, Mo Yuting couldn't help but promise: "Mengmeng, I will learn to cook well!"

"Hmm?" Ruan Meng paused while picking up the food, then slowly shook her head: "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, and I don't want to eat dark cuisine either."

"..." Mengmeng... you hurt my heart...

Ruan Anan and Ruan Lele knew that Ruan Meng was going to the Ruan family to resolve some matters, so after dinner they insisted on sending Mommy back personally to cheer her up.

Ruan Meng couldn't beat the two children, and she didn't want to argue either, so they, a family that was not really a family in name, just strolled around openly.

These days, Ruan Meng often takes her two children for morning jogs in Area B of Dihao Garden, but this is her first time in Area A. Area A is indeed much better than Area B.

Be it the lakeside environment, the green vegetation, the villa complex, or the people living there, they can all be said to be the best of the best in City A.

Along the way, she had discovered that many people had noticed her presence.

To be precise, he was looking back and forth between her and Mo Yuting.

There was awe and surprise in those people's eyes, without a trace of bad emotion. Of course, the awe was for Mo Yuting, and the surprise was for her.

Ruan Meng brushed the hair beside her ears, and suddenly turned her head to look at Mo Yuting who seemed to have brought her glory: "You found the person who hacked the forum, right?"

"It's my duty." Mo Yuting nodded as a matter of course.

Mengmeng should be very touched, right? What if she inexplicably hopes that there will be more of this kind of thing? But this kind of thing will cause trouble for Mengmeng, so why not just give it up?

It's really confusing...

Ruan Meng, who was used to Mo Yuting's inexplicable distraction, was not surprised at all. She had found the hacker's IP address when she wanted to hack into the forum herself.

The source is clearly the Mo Group.

Ruan Meng stared at the two children running in front of her and murmured awkwardly, "Thank you, but don't do this next time. I still want to rely on myself."

Mo Yuting neither agreed nor refuted, but just chuckled in response.

I wonder if he has too much time to change his name to 'myself' now?