The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

After leaving these words, Tang Xinyao left angrily.

"Nice job!" Seeing Tang Xinyao leave, Su Yuanyuan couldn't help giving Sang He a thumbs up.

Sang He smiled slightly and stepped into the box.

Mian Mian, who was behind her, followed up, and asked ignorantly, "Mom, is it Grandpa's birthday in a week?"

Hearing Tang Xinyao's "Uncle Luo", she guessed it was Grandpa.

After all, there are only a handful of people surnamed Luo that Xiaonaituan knows.

"Yes." Sang He replied.

Mianmian tilted her head, and asked in a childish voice: "Then does mom want to buy a gift for grandpa?"

[What does this little group want to do? 】

Sang He was suspicious.

"Can you bring Mianmian?" Mianmian's voice was sweet, "Grandpa is very kind to Mianmian, so Mianmian also wants to give grandpa a gift."

Sang He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Knowing how to be grateful is a good thing.

Sang He nodded and agreed: "Then I will take you to choose together then."

"Thank you mom." Mianmian smiled happily.

Su Yuanyuan ordered a lot of food, and when she was about to eat, Sang He received a message from Luo Wenmo: [Where is it?I will pick you up. 】

Sang He tapped the screen twice with his pale fingertips, and sent back a message: [Are you done? 】

After returning, Sang He sent Luo Wenmo a location.

The other end replied quickly: [Well, I will be there soon. 】

This Yueyang restaurant is not far from Luo's company. Luo Wenmo said he would be there soon, and he showed up at the door of the restaurant 10 minutes later, but he didn't send a message to Sang He, but just sat in the car, waiting for Sang He and Mian Mian.

After 10 minutes, the three of Sang He finished their meal and went downstairs.

Mianmian saw Luo Wenmo's car at a glance, tugged at the corner of Sang He's clothes, and said excitedly, "It's Dad!"

Luo Wenmo, who was sitting in the car, squinted a little at first, but at this moment, he opened his eyes as if he had a feeling.

After seeing the figures of Sang He and Mian Mian, he raised his hand and lowered the co-pilot's window.

"Then I won't see you off, I'll go back first." Su Yuanyuan smiled.

Sang He also smiled slightly: "Okay."

Mianmian waved to Su Yuanyuan obediently: "Goodbye, Aunt Su."

"Practice the piano well when you go back." After Su Yuanyuan said this, she walked to her car.Open the door, sit in, start the car and go.

Sang He and Mian Mian got into the car when Su Yuanyuan's car was out of their sight.

Luo Wenmo leaned over, fastened Sang He's seat belt and asked, "How's the food?"

"Very good." Sang He replied calmly.

This Yueyang restaurant is very authentic and tastes great.

Luo Wenmo had been busy for seven or eight hours in a row, and he didn't even have time to drink water and go to the toilet, and his mind was spinning at a high speed. At this time, he was extremely exhausted.

Rubbing between his brows, Luo Wenmo let out a soft "hmm", and then started the car to go home.

Because it was getting late, the first thing Sang He did after returning home was to coax Mianmian to sleep.

Finally, she came out and saw Luo Wenmo lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and resting.

Walking over and giving Luo Wenmo a slight push, Sang He said, "Go into the room and sleep."

"Party." Luo Wenmo said in a deep voice, "There is still a plan to change."

The people under him came up with several versions of the plan, but he was not satisfied, and this plan was going to be discussed with the cooperation tomorrow morning, so Luo Wenmo decided to do it himself.

Sang He nodded and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

After being mentioned in this way, Luo Wenmo realized that he was a little hungry, "No."

"I'll get you a bowl of noodles." After Sang He finished speaking, he turned around and was about to enter the kitchen, but Luo Wenmo's wrist was suddenly grabbed by Luo Wenmo. Thinking that Luo Wenmo had something to say, Sang He stopped and turned to look at Luo Wenmo.

"Don't worry, I'll just eat whatever I want later."

It's so late, he doesn't want to keep Sanghe busy.

Sang He pushed Luo Wenmo's hand away: "Soon."

After saying this, Sang He didn't give Luo Wenmo time to speak again, and walked away directly.

Looking at Sang He's slender back, Luo Wenmo's lips curved into a smile.

One of the two is cooking in the kitchen, and the other is busy on the sofa with a laptop, which is extra warm.

The clear noodle soup made by Sang He was completed in 10 minutes, and he even fried an egg, and brought the bowl to the tea table in the living room: "You can get busy after eating."

"Okay." Luo Wenmo immediately put away his laptop.

Looking at the steaming hot noodles, Luo Wenmo suddenly took out his phone.

Sang He looked at Luo Wenmo suspiciously, and found that he had turned on the camera and took a photo of the noodles.

Sang He couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

I really didn't expect Luo Wenmo to take the initiative to take pictures and record them.

After taking the photos, Luo Wenmo put away his phone and started eating noodles.

Sang He's craftsmanship is getting better and better, even the simple noodles in clear soup can be cooked with gusto, and Luo Wenmo even drank up the soup.

When Luo Wenmo finished eating, Sang He wanted to clean the bowls, but Luo Wenmo insisted on doing it himself.

Sang He couldn't hold back Luo Wenmo, so he let him go too.

"Then you are busy, I'll go back to sleep first." Sang He finished speaking and went into the bedroom.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Luo Wenmo finished changing the plan.

Pressing his twitching temples, Luo Wenmo got up and drank a glass of water before he remembered something, took out his phone and posted a Weibo.

The picture posted is exactly the clear soup noodles made by Sang He that he took not long ago.

The accompanying text is: [very happy. 】

And did not forget Aite Sanghe.

After posting, Luo Wenmo went to sleep contentedly.

Some netizens who couldn't sleep late at night were surfing the Internet at this moment. When they found this Weibo, they were stunned for a moment.

After withdrawing from the scientific research institute, Luo Yang helped Luo Wenmo register a Weibo and authenticated it.

Someone clicked on Luo Wenmo's homepage and took a look. After seeing the shiny big words "Luo Wenmo, President of the Luo Group", they instantly went crazy.

Luo Wenmo's comment area also quickly fell.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Sang He made this for Mr. Luo. Don't be too happy if you don't sleep in the morning and your wife makes supper for you. 】

[The dignified president will also take the initiative to show his affection, and he really went in both directions. 】

[It's so sweet, will you let people sleep at night? 】

[I was annoyed by not being able to sleep, why did you give me such a crit. 】

[Sang He's cooking skills have improved a lot, I'm hungry after seeing the noodles in clear soup. 】

More and more people paid attention to this Weibo, and it even went directly to the top trending searches.

When Sang He woke up the next morning, Luo Wenmo was no longer at home.

Turning around in a daze, Sang He touched the phone, originally just to check the time, but caught a glimpse of the news pushed by Weibo.

After seeing the content of the title clearly, Sang He woke up instantly, and then sat up.

What happened?