"Humph! I, Lin Duanzheng, will starve to death..."
Coo!
Professor Lin was about to reiterate his determination when his stomach growled again.
He arrived in Kyoto at around 11 o'clock in the morning and didn't even have lunch. He was really hungry now.
Lin Duanzheng walked to the door, looked out through the peephole, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he finally opened the door.
There were several large bags on the ground at the door, filled with packaged plastic boxes.
"Young people have no sense of public morality. They leave things in the corridor. What if they trip over the neighbors? I'd better clean up these things."
Lin Duanzheng muttered to himself as he carried in several bags of food.
He put the bags on the dining table, took out the plastic boxes containing the food, and opened the lids one by one.
In an instant, the aroma of dishes filled the air.
The meal that Fang Xiaole brought was very sumptuous. The table was filled with plastic boxes of dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables, meat and soup, which made people's mouths water.
"Shrimp and tofu, vinegar-fried carp, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, clam soup..."
Lin Duanzheng looked at some of the dishes silently.
These are Lin Yao’s favorite dishes.
"Humph, this trick can only fool my daughter."
Lin Duanzheng snorted disdainfully and turned back to the living room.
He turned on the TV to distract himself.
But there was no program on the TV screen, just a green screen.
The set-top box must not be turned on. Lin Duanzheng stood up and looked around, but couldn't find the remote control for the set-top box. He was a little annoyed, so he had to turn off the TV and sit quietly on the sofa, forcing himself not to look at the delicious dishes on the dining table.
"I, Lin Duanzheng, mean what I say. At worst, I'll go hungry for a day, but I definitely won't eat anything that brat buys."
He looked solemn, with an expression of great determination on his face.
Five minutes later.
Lin Duanzheng sat upright on the sofa, pressing his stomach with both hands, trying to relieve the growing hunger.
However, his stomach still faithfully reminded its owner.
Coo!
"I can not eat, but Lin Yao can't go hungry. I'll let Lin Yao come out to eat."
Lin Duanzheng said to himself:
"But the food out there isn't always very clean. I'll try it first to see if there's anything wrong."
Lin Duanzheng walked to the table, picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it with a scrutinizing expression while commenting: "It tastes okay, passable."
Then he took a chopstick from each dish and nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, I tried the food because I was worried that the boy's food was not hygienic enough. It doesn't count as eating his food."
Lin Duanzheng opened Lin Yao's bedroom door and asked her to come out for dinner.
"Did Fang Xiaole buy it?"
Lin Yao looked at the dishes on the table, an expression of surprise and happiness on her face.
Lin Duanzheng saw his daughter's expression and felt a surge of sourness in his heart. He snorted coldly and said:
"Just eat what you have. Food bought outside is not very hygienic."
After saying that, he picked up one of the plastic boxes containing rice and started eating the rice while picking up some vegetables.
Seeing Lin Yao looking at him, Lin Duanzheng's old face flushed, and then he explained:
"I'll try to see if the food is fresh."
Lin Yao silently picked up the lunch box, picked up a piece of shrimp tofu, and said softly:
"This is a dish from Chen's Canteen. I told him that I like the food there, but I didn't expect him to secretly take note of it."
"Chen's Canteen?" Lin Duanzheng asked subconsciously.
"It's a restaurant. When I'm busy with work and don't have time to cook, I occasionally go there to eat."
As Lin Yao ate the food brought by Fang Xiaole, the smile on her face became sweeter and sweeter.
Bang!
Lin Duanzheng suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, his face turning ashen.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Lin Yao asked.
Lin Duanzheng really wanted to say, "What's so delicious? I won't eat it!"
But his hungry stomach and the delicious food made him unable to speak, so he could only silently pick up the bowl and chopsticks again and said coldly:
"Don't talk while eating."
The father and daughter stopped talking and lowered their heads to eat.
Half an hour later, when almost all the dishes on the table were eaten, Lin Duanzheng finally put down his chopsticks and let out a satisfied sigh.
Seeing his daughter staring at him, Lin Duanzheng coughed, his expression became serious again, and said to Lin Yao:
"Go back to your room and rest. We'll be home tomorrow."
"Dad, I really just sang and didn't do anything bad. Please let me stay in Kyoto!"
Lin Yao pleaded again.
"The entertainment industry is a big melting pot. No one is clean. If I don't pull you back from your evil ways in time, you'll regret it later!"
Lin Duanzheng slammed the table and said to Lin Yao sternly:
"I was too indulgent towards you in the past. I let you fool around outside for so long, and you even dared to hide your love from me! If I don't come to Kyoto, you will be swindled away by that brat with both your money and your body!"
Lin Yao couldn't help but retort:
"Fang Xiaole is not that kind of person. He treats me very well! Besides, wasn't the meal we just had delivered by him?"
Lin Duanzheng paused, opened his mouth, but no words came out.
The more enjoyable the meal was just now, the more awkward it is now.
"I told you to go back to your room and rest, didn't you hear me?"
In order to hide his embarrassment, Lin Duanzheng had to maintain his dignity and gave orders to Lin Yao.
"But……"
Lin Yao wanted to speak more, but under her father's stern gaze, she had to lower her head and walk towards the bedroom.
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