Su Mingan returned to the dinner table and saw that everyone was looking at him strangely. He immediately said unhappily, "Is there something on my face?"

One of his companions winked and said, "Ming'an, why do you look so lustful? Did you do something bad just now?"

"Get lost, do you think I'm you?"

Su Ming'an was cursing, but in fact, only he knew that his current state was not right.

My heart was still beating fast and I was inexplicably excited, as if I was drinking and dancing, and I wanted to fly into the sky.

He picked up the iced lemon tea and was about to drink it when the waiter came over with the bill.

"Why did you pay the bill? I haven't finished my meal yet."

"It's none of your business to eat your food."

Without waiting for the waiter to explain, Su Mingan took the bill and when he saw it, his eyes almost popped out of his head in shock.

"Two thousand?! Is that gold they eat?"

"Mr. Su, the names and prices of the dishes are all on the bill."

Su Ming'an got angry again when he saw it. "Didn't you order two? Why is it written as three? Do you think I'm a fool?"

The waiter explained: "They took away a portion of each dish before leaving."

"Is she a pig? She's not full after more than a dozen dishes and she wants takeout?"

The waiter said cautiously, "I heard from the lady in the apricot shirt that her husband hadn't eaten yet, so she packed some food to take home for her husband."

Su Ming'an almost vomited blood.

But he was the one who offered to treat the meal, and he didn't have the face to deny it. He felt his wallet and it was empty. He wasn't a local tycoon, so how could he carry so much money on him?

In the end, everyone at the table took out all the money they had, but still couldn't raise enough two thousand.

Su Mingan was too embarrassed to ask his family for money, so he could only call a friend to borrow money, which made him look very embarrassed.

—

After Yun Mo and Zeng Fang left the western restaurant, they took a taxi directly to Ling Chuan's shop.

When the two arrived, Lingchuan was just about to have lunch.

Seeing Yun Mo and Zeng Fang coming, Ling Chuan quickly put down his bowl and said, "Wife, have you had lunch?"

"have eaten."

Zeng Fang looked at the plain noodles and pickles on the small dining table and couldn't help but say, "Brother Ling, is this all you're eating for lunch? It's too unnutritious."

Ling Chuan smiled embarrassedly, "There are a lot of things to do in the store, cooking noodles is simpler, and there is no need to clean up."

Yun Mo put the two take-out boxes in her hand on the small dining table, "Don't eat noodles. I'll improve your meals and give you a big meal at noon today."

"Yes, yes, Brother Ling, we brought you some delicious food!"

Zeng Fang was also holding a take-away box in her hand, but the small dining table was no longer able to hold it, so she could only put it on the ground.

Yun Mo opened the take-out boxes one by one, and soon the small dining table was full of space. Finally, she found two large cardboard boxes and turned them upside down on the ground to serve as the dining table.

Ling Chuan was so stunned by the table full of luxurious Western food that he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Wife, this is too much. I can't finish it."

"Eat as much as you can. If you can't finish it, take it home and feed Daguai and Erguai."

As she spoke, Yun Mo picked up the caviar seafood platter and stuffed it into his hand, "Okay, stop standing there, eat quickly, eat this first."

As she spoke, she picked up the knife and fork provided by the restaurant and cut the steak into small pieces of even size. She then cut dishes such as foie gras and salmon so that Lingchuan could eat them directly with chopsticks.

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing Ling Chuan using chopsticks to pick up several pieces of steak she had cut and stuffing them into his mouth in big mouthfuls, Yun Mo couldn't help but ask.

“Mm, delicious.”

Yun Mo placed the shelled snail meat in front of him and said, "If it tastes good, eat more. It's free anyway."

Hearing that there were so many dishes for free, Ling Chuan immediately showed curiosity on his face.

Zeng Fang swallowed silently and said with a smile: "I met a sucker today. He came forward to treat me to a meal. Hiss."

Maybe I swallowed my saliva too quickly, so my speech was a little unclear.

Yun Mo shoed a pair of clean chopsticks at the other person with amusement, "Ling Chuan can't finish all these dishes by himself, help him eat some."

Zeng Fang nodded rapidly: "Okay, okay."

—

As soon as Shao Lin got home, he went straight to Mrs. Shao.

"Ah Lin, when did you return to Beijing? Have you eaten yet?"

Noon was the hottest time of the day. After rushing back from the journey, Shao Lin was tired, thirsty and hungry.

"Mom, do you have any water? Pour me a glass."

Mrs. Shao asked the nanny to pour some water while she took out a handkerchief to wipe her son's sweat. "Why are you in such a hurry? You didn't even have time to drink water or change your clothes. What happened? Why did you have to rush over here? You didn't even take a break."

"Sir, your water."

Shao Lin took the warm water from Mrs. Hua's hand and drank it in one breath, which made Mrs. Shao feel distressed again.

After drinking the water, Shao Lin took out Yun Mo's photo from his pocket.

"Mom, look at this."

Mrs. Shao took the photo and looked at it, her brows frowned slightly.

This, this is too young!

Being young also has its advantages. Young people have good health and can have children in the future.

Okay.

Mrs. Shao exchanged a subtle look with Mrs. Hua, and then asked her son, "Is this the friend you mentioned on the phone? She's pretty, no wonder you like her."

"Mom, Momo is very outstanding and has a good personality. When you meet her, you will definitely like her as much as I do."

"My opinion doesn't matter. What matters is your feelings. When are you going to bring her back?"

"About August. She just finished the college entrance examination and has some personal matters to deal with."

He's actually a high school student?!

Mrs. Shao covered her chest and almost choked on her breath.

Sister Hua was quick to pat her back to help her calm down.

Seeing Mrs. Shao like this, Shao Lin also asked nervously, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mrs. Shao took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to suppress her emotions, "It's okay, maybe it's too hot, it's a bit stuffy."

"Since you have decided to bring him home, how do you plan to accommodate Yuan?"

When mentioning Yuan Jia, Shao Lin's face turned cold, "I will take care of the Yuan family myself, Mom, you don't have to worry about it."

Mrs. Shao looked at her son in doubt and finally said, "Just know it yourself."

The sun was scorching, making the ground steaming with heat, but Mrs. Shao's yard was much cooler and more comfortable than anywhere else because it was full of flowers and green plants.

Especially the old jasmine tree that is more than two meters high, with a beautiful shape, lush green branches and leaves, and countless chrysanthemum-like white flowers dotted the entire crown like stars, and the garden is filled with elegant floral fragrance.

"Mom, I want to ask you for something."

It was the first time that Mrs. Shao saw her son look hesitant, and she couldn't help feeling curious.

"Tell me, how can I not give you what I have here?"

Shao Lin pointed at the old jasmine plant and said, "Mom, please give me this chrysanthemum-petal jasmine plant."

Mrs. Shao was slightly stunned. "Don't you always dislike these flowers and plants? Before, I said I would move a few orchids to your yard, but you didn't want them."

"Momo likes these. I plan to clean up the yard next door for her to live in, and then transplant this old jasmine tree there. Then the whole yard will be filled with the fragrance of jasmine flowers. She will definitely like it."

“…”

It's true that a son is no longer under the control of his mother, and a daughter is no longer under the control of her parents. This man hasn't even entered the house, but he's already started to plan for her yard! "No."

"Why?"

Mrs. Shao didn't even bother to glance at her son. "A relocation may save the dead. I've raised this old jasmine for more than ten years. It may not bloom as well if it's moved to a new place. You want to plant flowers for it, but you can't find them anywhere else. Why do you have to dig them from me?"

"There are some out there, but they're not as good as what you have here, Mom. Is there really no other way?"

"No."

Shao Lin stood up with some regret, "Well, you take a nap, I'll go back to eat first, and I have to arrange for someone to clean up the yard for Momo in the afternoon."

After entering the yard, Shao Lin walked deliberately to the old jasmine tree, circled around it, and then left, looking back every three steps.

"Sister Hua, call two gardeners over this afternoon and dig up that old jasmine plant for me!"

Sister Hua smiled secretly, "Madam, you are still the same as before, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

Madam Shao snorted coldly, "Rather than being remembered by others, it's better to dig it out, out of sight, out of mind!"

Third update~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)