Zhuo Lin looked at Dongfang Han's busy back who was preparing dinner for them, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to stand up to help, he was stopped by her in front of him.
"Don't move, you haven't been able to move around freely yet." Dongfang Han turned and walked up with the last bowl of fish soup in the dish tonight, and put it on the table. After serving the rice for the two of them, she finished her work and sat down.
"Try the taste." Taking a look at Dongfang Han, Zhuo Lin picked up a spoon and shook a spoonful of soup and blew it. After taking a sip, he was quite satisfied, "Yes, there is progress."
This can be regarded as the most satisfying meal I have eaten during this time. Although I don't want to say that, but the cooking skills of the girl in front of me... It is really, I dare not compliment.
"Then eat slowly." Dongfang Han just wanted to open his mouth to eat, suddenly Zhuo Lin picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of meat and handed it to her mouth, "Eat more, you have lost weight recently."
Dongfang Han was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and picked up his chopsticks to add food to him, "You too."
Zhuo Lin smiled and responded softly: "Okay."
When the two and Le Rongrong were enjoying dinner, suddenly the door of the room next to him was pushed open, and there was the sound of a strong wind outside, only to see a person walking in covered in snow, and after closing the door, he took off With the coat on, it was clear that the person who came back was Dongfang Wuyue.
The man looked up and saw the picture of the two having a meal, obviously he was taken aback. Zhuo Lin stared at the uncles and nephews, sighed helplessly, put down the dishes, and broke the awkward atmosphere at this time.
"Mr. Wuyue, you can eat with us."
After spending this time together, Zhuolin's impression of this man has changed a bit, and he is more grateful to the man for giving him a chance to stand up again.
Taking a look at Dongfang Han's non-objectionable eyes, he nodded and walked up and sat down on the empty seat opposite the table.
"I'm coming." Seeing Zhuo Lin about to stand up, Dongfang Han immediately called to him, stood up and put a bowl of rice in front of Dongfang Wuyue. Although such an unpleasant thing happened this morning, she calmly thought about it. A day later, after listening to Zhuo Lin's words, he stopped questioning the man.
"Eat, I won't ask you anything unpleasant."
Dongfang Wuyue glanced at her with complicated expressions before moving the dishes, and after taking a bite of the meat, he couldn't help frowning, "You did it?" How could it be worse than what he did, and it was unpalatable. Fortunately, she is still a woman!
"I'm sorry, but I don't have time to study cooking in my environment. Please bear with me for a while."
As if seeing through the man's mind, Dongfang Han replied unhurriedly.
Dongfang Wuyue glanced at her, stopped the movement in her hand, and slowly put down the chopsticks in her hand.
"Charlie must be your father's former partner. I just want to warn you that you must keep the tattoo on your back. Once this thing is found by those people, the world will really be over."
Dongfang Han paused with his chopsticks, and even Zhuo Lin couldn't help but stop his movements when he heard this.
"What do you mean?" Dongfang Han suddenly constricted and looked up at him solemnly.
"I can't answer you, but the only thing I can tell you is that those who are still looking for you are for the huge treasure left by your father."
After listening, Dongfang Han fell into silence for a while.
She knew that except for these Dongfang Wuyue, she wouldn't be talking to her anymore. In fact, very early on, she had already suspected that those who were still looking for her might be related to her father, so this confirmed her guess. The drawing Wang Ye gave her that time and the five sacred beasts on it. Tu must have something to do with this, and besides her, the tattoo on Zhang Zichu's back must no longer be a simple coincidence.
If this is the case, as long as she continues to search for the truth, then that man... will definitely appear again!
After that, the two stopped talking and each ate their own food. In such a suddenly depressed atmosphere, Zhuolin could only eat the dishes in the bowl silently, and from time to time he raised his head and glanced at the two people, and suddenly found that the uncles and nephews were not only similar in temperament, but similar in personalities. Even the actions of eating are so similar, which is really strange to these two guys.