"Dad, if nothing happens, I'll go back first." She suppressed her smile and said calmly.
Sure enough, seeing that she was going back, Lu Hetian rubbed his palms and said somewhat depressedly: "I heard that you made wontons for your brother this morning?"
Lu Liangwei was not surprised how he knew. Seeing that his expression was unnatural, he knew what was going on, but deliberately pretended not to see it. He only blinked and looked at him innocently, "Yeah, what's wrong? "
Lu Hetian wanted to say, then why didn't he
Lu Hetian would not admit that he was jealous of his son.
He put one hand behind his back, straightened his chest, and said with a stinking look on his face, "It's nothing."
A hint of cunning flashed in Lu Liang's beautiful eyes, and he sighed deliberately and said in frustration: "Originally, I made a portion for daddy, but thinking that Aunt Zheng was in charge of daddy's breakfast, I didn't dare to give him the wontons. In the past. After all, my daughter's cooking skills are poor and she doesn't dare to compare with Aunt Zheng's cooking skills. Dad is used to eating the meals cooked by Aunt Zheng, so I'm afraid he won't be able to eat what I cook. "
Lu Hetian looked a little uncomfortable.
To be honest, Aunt Zheng's cooking skills are indeed very good. It's difficult for her to get up early every day to make breakfast for herself for more than ten years. Just because of this intention, he doesn't have her in his heart and can't hate her.
He changed the subject and said, "What about wontons?"
Lu Liangwei noticed his unnatural expression.
I sneered slightly in my heart.
It doesn't matter how detached the Ling family is in Lu Hetian's heart. After all, she has been dead for many years. With other beauties around, how much time does Lu Hetian have to think of her
Zheng does get up early every day to prepare breakfast for Lu Hetian, but Zheng's cooking skills are actually average. She is just showing off. The person who prepares Lu Hetian's meals is a cook she hired with a lot of money.
Mrs. Zheng knows very well that in order to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach.
It's a pity that Zheng was used to being pampered and had no talent in cooking. After learning it a few times without any results, she gave up.
The cook made it every day, and she lied that she made it herself and sent it to Lu Hetian.
Lu Hetian has always been very kind to her because of Zheng's intentions.
Although she was not straightened up, Aunt Zheng's status in the Duke's Mansion was not low, and Lu Hetian also put her in charge of everything in the Duke's Mansion.
"I gave it to Zhuyu." Thinking of this, the smile on Lu Liangwei's face faded. Seeing Lu Hetian's dark complexion, he added slowly, "What a shame to throw it away. It just so happened that Zhuyu thought the wontons I made were delicious. , and gave it to her to eat.”
Lu Hetian looked at Zhuyu behind her with a heavy gaze.
Zhuyu immediately felt a chill on her neck, but she didn't understand why. When she heard what the lady said, she subconsciously agreed, "The wontons made by the lady are delicious."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuyu felt that not only her neck was chilly, but her whole body couldn't help but shiver.
The Duke's eyes are so scary.
Lu Liang glanced at the upright girl and almost couldn't help laughing.
"Dad, I have to go back to read medical books, so I won't accompany you anymore. Just go on your way!" After saying that, she waved to him and ran away with Zhuyu.
Lu Hetian was a little angry and a little disappointed at the same time.
My daughter could think of that brat Lu Tingchen, but she left him aside in the cold.
He heard from his servants that not only did Weiwei make a bowl of wontons for Lu Tingchen in the morning, the brother and sister also had breakfast together.
Thinking of such a warm scene, Lu Hetian was very heartbroken.
(End of chapter)