Lu Ma's words were very harsh, and Li Jing'er was not to be outdone. She frowned and said, "I'm such a slow learner. Since Auntie is so worried about what we eat, why don't you make it for Zhicheng and me yourself?"
Without waiting for Lu Ma to speak, Li Jing'er gently tugged at Lu Zhicheng's sleeve and acted coquettishly, "Zhicheng, don't you think so? I guess Auntie's cooking skills are very good, better than mine. Since we want to save money now, why not let Auntie cook and we eat."
Lu Ma didn't expect her to say that?!
Pei Anan didn't dare to talk to her like this before he became arrogant!
Lu Ma frowned and wanted to stop it, but before she could retort, Lu Zhicheng next to her also nodded.
"Jing'er is right, Mom. We haven't returned to work yet, so we still need to save money. Actually, Mom was a good cook before, Mom. Otherwise, it would be hard for Mom. Jing'er also needs to learn to cook slowly."
Lu Zhicheng didn't feel sorry for his mother at all, and he felt justified in asking his mother to cook.
"What, Zhicheng, I..."
"Mom, I'm very tired. Please don't refuse. I know you can cook. Didn't An'an learn slowly before? Now Jing'er can learn with you. Before I go back to work, I'll trouble you for a while."
Li Jing'er smiled and held Lu Zhicheng's arm, "Auntie, thank you for your hard work. I want to eat braised pork tonight."
Lu Zhicheng patted Li Jing'er's hand and said, "Mom, let's cook some braised pork. Just make five dishes and a soup. It's for the three of us, so it doesn't need to be too complicated."
Mother Lu was stunned and too angry to speak. Before she could refute, Li Jing'er hugged Lu Zhicheng and sat on the sofa.
The two of them looked like they were waiting for her to serve them.
Lu Ma could starve the vixen Li Jing'er, but she couldn't bear to starve her own precious son.
She glared at Li Jing'er fiercely. If it weren't for this little bitch's instigation, how could her son order her to cook?
But there was no point in complaining in her heart now. After cursing, Mother Lu went back to the kitchen to cook.
Lu Zhicheng and Li Jing'er were hugging each other on the sofa. On the surface, Li Jing'er and him were in love, but in fact, Li Jing'er was lowering her head and texting with her family.
The Li family all came from a poor and remote area. They had only one college student, Li Jing'er, so naturally they wanted Li Jing'er to improve their living conditions.
Li Jing'er's brother also saw the news and information early on and was already asking her when she would get married.
Her father also shamelessly asked for a dowry of 700,000 yuan and also for a car and a house.
She replied impatiently, "I know."
Li Jing'er's hand rested somewhat awkwardly on Lu Zhicheng's shoulder.
"Zhicheng, although I know it will take time for you and Pei Anan to divorce, you have to divorce anyway..."
"What are you talking about? Of course, would I lie to you?"
Lu Zhicheng touched Li Jing'er's cheek and smiled gently.
He still has some feelings for Li Jing'er. Li Jing'er is gentle and beautiful, and most importantly, she is young. She is much better than Pei An'an.
"That's good. I knew you were the best, Zhicheng. But I can't keep waiting. When are you going to marry me? Besides, the news has already spread, and my family is anxiously asking for the betrothal gift and house..."
Li Jing'er paused and spoke tentatively.
"If Zhicheng wants to marry me, how much do you plan to give me as a betrothal gift?"
Lu Zhicheng's expression changed slightly and he coughed.
"Isn't the idea of a betrothal gift a bit too far-fetched? I haven't divorced Pei An'an yet. When Pei An'an's issue is resolved, I will naturally give you, Jing'er, a grand wedding."
He touched Li Jing'er's hand soothingly and began to make promises.
"I really like Jing'er. Don't worry about these things. There will be no shortage of them. Absolutely no shortage. As long as Pei An'an and I can divorce smoothly and that woman doesn't take my property, then what's mine will be yours, right?"
Li Jing'er was also fooled by him, with a look of longing on her face, "Then Zhicheng, you have to transfer the property anyway, Pei An'an definitely doesn't know how much property you have during your marriage, otherwise you can transfer it to me and I will keep it for you?"
Lu Zhicheng was a little unhappy.
Li Jing'er's words were too purposeful, making him feel that Li Jing'er was after money.
"Jing'er, I don't want to talk to you about these properties or anything like that. It will affect the relationship between us."
Li Jing'er's expression was also a little stiff, but she concealed it well. "Okay, okay, whatever Zhicheng says is what it is."
She leaned close to him, wrapped her fingers around Lu Zhicheng's neck, and smiled seductively.
After Lu Ma finished cooking, she saw that the little bitch Li Jing'er was pestering her son like a mistress.
"What are you doing! Li Jing'er! Come over here and serve me the food."
Li Jing'er rolled her eyes at Lu Ma in her heart, but she still had to pretend to be gentle in front of Lu Zhicheng.
She immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen with a smile, "Auntie, let me help you."
Mother Lu snorted coldly, staring at her delicate and beautiful hands, and deliberately brought the pot that had just been cooked to her, "Take it out! What are you standing there for!"
"Hiss! Ah! What are you doing? I'm so burned!"
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