There's no way he'll eat her; let him go and cause trouble for Lu Qingzhou!
All the dishes were served.
Everyone was seated.
Looking at the seven or eight dishes on the table, Lu Qingzhou asked with interest, "You're in for a treat with so many dishes today."
Leng Yue nervously pointed to the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes she had cooked, and mustered her courage to say, "I cooked this tomato dish. Try it and see how it tastes."
After hearing what she said,
Lu Qingzhou's chopsticks hovered in mid-air as he caught a glimpse of Zhang Ruoshui and the others' tense lips, as well as Su Qingyao's face, which was flushed from trying not to laugh.
Alarm bells rang in his mind, but he still picked up a large piece and put it in his mouth.
In an instant, the salty and astringent taste exploded on his tongue. Lu Qingzhou felt as if he had bitten off a few grains of coarse salt, which made his temples throb.
His Adam's apple bobbed twice with difficulty, and he forced an exaggerated smile, his fingertips trembling slightly as he gave a thumbs-up: "Yueyue's lovingly prepared dishes are the best in the world! They could totally open a restaurant!"
Holy crap, is this salt free?
Leng Yue's heart leaped with joy, her beautiful eyes almost narrowing into crescent moons. "Really?"
Looking at her bright, sparkling eyes, Lu Qingzhou felt a pang of reluctance to discourage her, but the salty taste in her mouth was simply unbearable.
He nodded and waved his hand, "I've approved your dish, but you can only sell it in the north and south."
"Why?" Leng Yue tilted her head, her eyelashes casting dappled shadows under her eyes.
Lu Qingzhou suppressed a laugh and deliberately dragged out her words: "Because the food is no good..."
Before he could finish speaking, everyone was already laughing so hard they were doubled over.
Leng Yue then realized she was being teased, blushed, and raised her fist to punch Lu Qingzhou, "You...you, I don't care, you have to eat it!"
Lu Qingzhou smiled and hid behind Mu Shaohua.
The atmosphere at the table was relaxed and sweet, and it wasn't ruined by Leng Yue's dish.
Dinner is over.
Because of her failure to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Leng Yue took the initiative to wash the pots and pans.
She's perfectly capable of cleaning up the mess.
He was humming an off-key song while washing the pots, completely unaware of the meaningful glances exchanged among the others.
Everything is packed up.
Everyone was sitting in the living room watching a melodramatic romance drama playing on TV.
As Zhang Ruoshui passed through the living room, she glanced at her daughters-in-law who were watching TV, and said to Lu Qingzhou with a stern face, "Son, what are you doing sitting there? Go cut some fruit for my daughters-in-law. It's more fun to watch TV while eating fruit!"
Several women turned to look at him at the same time. Lu Qingzhou shrank back and silently stood up to cut fruit.
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