Yan Shumo interrupted her without waiting for Shang Lingsi to finish her sentence.

Pouting, slandering in my heart.

My mother is so amazing, she even guessed what the beautiful uncle would react. It's a shame not to be a **** operator.

Recovered, she quickly opened the insulated lunch box, filled a bowl of soup, and handed it to Shang Lingsi.

"Uncle Beautiful, even if you don't have an appetite, you can drink a bowl of soup. This is really my mother's own hands." Yan Shumo said in a more serious tone.

In Yan's Manor, Xia Changyue was banned from entering the kitchen by Yan Chengchi.

I was afraid that she would hurt her hand by cooking privately.

If she wants to eat something and the chef is not satisfied, Yan Chengchi will cook it himself.

If Xia Changyue wants to enter the kitchen, it can only be when Yan Chengchi is there to beat him by his side and be eaten tofu...

The more times Xia Changyue learned to be smart, he refused to enter the kitchen.

It's like a miracle to be able to drink the soup she made herself.

"..." Shang Lingsi glanced at her, took the soup from her hand, did not think much, blew it, took a straight sip, and drank all the soup.

He just wanted to get news about Yu Xinxing as soon as possible.

But when Shang Lingsi tasted the soup, his face changed suddenly.

Putting down the empty bowl, he reached out and grabbed Yan Shumo's wrist.

"You just said, who made this soup?" Shang Lingsi gritted his teeth, opening his lips every word.

"Me, my mother..." Yan Shumo was taken aback by him.

"Impossible." With a loose hand, Shang Ling stood up from the sofa, grabbed the suit jacket on the side, and walked straight out of the lounge.

In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared at the door.

call--

Yan Shumo sat down on the sofa and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her hand.

She was the first to give the soup, there was an illusion that she was going to lose her life...

What is in the soup?

Yan Shumo curiously hugged the insulation box and couldn't help taking a bite.

Very sweet, delicious soup.

There is nothing wrong...

Why is Uncle Beautiful's reaction so strange?

"Momo." The door of the lounge was pushed open again.

As soon as Bai Chenya walked in, she saw Yan Shumo squatting beside the coffee table, drinking soup, she was slightly startled.

Didn't she come to deliver the soup?

Why did I drink it myself...

"Why did you come in? What if Uncle Beautiful will come back in a while!" When Yan Shumo saw Bai Chenya, she dropped her spoon, and quickly stood up, pulling him to prepare to run away.

"Your beautiful uncle, already drove out of the airport." Bai Chenya grabbed her arm and pulled the person into her arms, faintly opening her lips.

Everyone thought that if Shang Lingsi could not find Yu Xinxing, he would not be willing to leave.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shumo just came in and gave a pot of soup, and Shang Lingsi left.

Still leaving so anxiously, Bai Chenya was worried about what happened to her, so he hurried in to take a look.

"Gone? Really gone?"

Yan Shumo blinked her big eyes blankly, as if an old monk had settled into concentration.

After a long time, he mumbled.

"Sure enough, my mother is still good. A pot of soup made Uncle Beautiful go home obediently."

Yan Shumo thought of something, put the soup pot away, and prepared to go back.

Uncle Beautiful must have gone to find her mother, and she must go back to see what is going on...

"Momo, where are you going?" Bai Chenya saw her furiously, and suddenly stretched out her hand to grab the person.