Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a stack of small cards on the table, which she used to record when she occasionally had inspiration.
She knew what to give Lu Zhanbei!
As soon as Lu Zhanbei entered the living room, he saw the table of candlelight dinner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The above is not a simple Western food, but a Chinese meal that Lin Wanwan spent a day making.
He curled his lips slightly and said, forget it, seeing how hard this girl works, let her go.
"You're back."
Lin Wanwan went downstairs and said hello to him. As soon as she walked over, she was pulled into the man's arms and kissed her lovingly on her lips.
"This kiss is enough for a birthday present."
Lin Wanwan was startled, then smiled slyly, "But I have already prepared a birthday gift for you."
Lu Zhanbei really didn't expect it, so he raised his eyebrows with interest, "Let's take a look."
"We'll reveal it later. Let's eat first."
"good."
The two sat down facing each other.
The atmosphere is great and the fresh floral fragrance in the air is intoxicating.
Lin Wanwan raised his head and ran into Lu Zhanbei's swaying eyes.
Under the soft light, his handsome and elegant face was dazzling.
Unfortunately, all the good things were quickly broken.
Uncle Ying's trembling voice came over, "Sir, we have a visitor."
"who?"
Lu Zhanbei's voice was obviously filled with displeasure.
For tonight, he even turned down the party between Shen Zhiyi and Mo Chen.
"It's... Master."
Now!
The knife and fork scratched across the bottom of the plate, making a sharp sound.
The next second, Lu Zhanbei said coldly, "Let him go."
Uncle Ying had a mournful look on his face, "The master has brought a lot of people here and asked me to give him a message. If he doesn't let him in, he will force his way in. He also said that he is not having a good time. You can't be happy tonight either." .”
Lu Zhanbei knew that this father was just like him, he could say and do it.
He was willing to take a step back for tonight.
"Let people in."
"yes."
Uncle Ying left with relief. Not long after, Lu Zhengyu, dressed in formal clothes, strode in. He looked around the living room and made an unknown sound.
Walking to the table, he pulled out a chair and openly intervened in other people's two-person world.
"It just so happens that I didn't have dinner, let's go together."
As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the pickled fish.
"Who did this?"
Lin Wanwan answered with a smile, "Is it delicious?"
Lu Zhengyu glanced sideways at her, not hiding the disgust on his face, "It's the most disgusting food in the world, bar none."
Lu Zhanbei didn't like hearing this, "I made this according to the recipe Mrs. Yu gave me."
Lu Zhengyu's expression stiffened for a moment, he glared at Lu Zhanbei, picked up a few large pickled fish with chopsticks, and stuffed them into his mouth without forgetting to scold him.
"Junzi, Chef Yuan, it's shameful that you have started to learn how to cook now. But after all, the food tastes good, and it's all the credit of the person who made the recipe."
Lu Zhanbei curled his lips and sneered,
Lin Wanwan guessed that the Mrs. Yu he was talking about might be Lu Zhengyu's love.
When Lu Zhengyu almost finished the pot of pickled fish, Lin Wanwan said with a smile, "Actually... I made this dish. Thank you for your compliment."
Hearing this, Lu Zhengyu couldn't swallow the pickled fish he was chewing, nor could he spit it out. Not to mention how wonderful his expression changed.
He looked at Lu Zhanbei angrily, "You bastard!"