On the day of my flash wedding, I married the heir to a billionaire family

Chapter 216 Mr. Lu is both civil and military

Lu Mingshen sneered: "I should go out to find my good uncle. I wonder how my uncle will deal with it then? I'm looking forward to it."

He Zhihuan cut the cloth he bought and made it into a silk quilt.

Carefully sewed and mended on the sewing machine, the bed is light, soft and comfortable to touch.

He Zhihuan folded the quilt and put it into a special bag.

Just mentioned it, almost.

She learned that Yan En had gone to the capital and collected the silk quilt before returning to Haicheng.

Tang Nong has been discharged from the hospital. It feels so good to recover!
Her appearance has undergone some repairs. A wealthy lady cannot have scars on her face.

After this treatment, Tang Nong's body has also suffered some losses. It is not as good as before. His energy has not recovered and he needs to recuperate.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly. Tang Nong was sitting leisurely on a wicker chair drinking tea. When he saw Yan En coming, he thoughtfully put a layer of blanket on Yan En's seat to prevent his daughter-in-law from feeling cold while sitting there.

"The sun is so beautiful this afternoon!" Tang Nong felt a little painful after lying in bed for so many days.

Yan En nodded. Her mother-in-law was fine now, so she and Mr. Lu were relieved!

"Thank you for your hard work! I heard that during the days when we were away, you were pregnant to discuss business, entertainment, and compensation." Tang Nong now put aside all his prejudices against Yan En. As a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, Yan En is very qualified.

Ability can make up for this major shortcoming of birth.

"Mom, I still want to do my own thing! Since I have married into this family, I am a member of this family. These are what I should do, so there is no need to be polite to me."

Yan En knew the priorities of the matter.

"You want to open the cake shop after you have the baby, right?" Tang Nong knew.

"I don't want to give up!" She did not embezzle the Lu family's money to inject capital into her cake shop.

The turnover in the cake was all spent on her own salary and savings.

"How about posting a few job postings and hiring someone to look after the store for you."

"I want to open a larger head office in Haicheng."

However, the British International Cake Competition is about to start recently, and Yan En carefully carved and shaped the shape of Yang Guifei.

After doing it for a long time, I started to support my waist.

She cannot stand or bend down for too long, as overexertion can cause harm to the child.

Lu Mingshen supported her from behind, and her waist instantly relaxed, "Mr. Lu?"

"Let me help you!" Lu Mingshen had already put on his apron.

"Mr. Lu, can you do it?" Yan En looked at Lu Mingshen with an appraising look.

"I don't know how to do it, but you can teach me such fine skills. If you are inconvenient now, I can help you." Lu Mingshen held the tools and prepared to perform carving techniques.

The sketch was placed on the table. Lu Mingshen held the tools and Yan En was in front of him, and they worked on it together.

Lu Mingshen pinched Concubine Yang with a sculpted face.

"Wow! Mr. Lu, you can also knead dough and shape people?"

Mr. Lu is also a craftsman.

"I just learned a lesson!" The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and what he liked most was his wife looking at him with an adoring look on her face.

"Learn casually?" Yan En looked at Lu Mingshen in disbelief.

In order to learn dough sculpting, she studied for three full months before she could barely make a decent dough person.

Lu Mingshen's talent is too good, right?
Gifted.Let’s look at Mr. Lu’s doughnuts, they are so lifelike.

The shape of the face person "Yang Guifei" has already been finished, and Yan En is designing clothes for "Yang Guifei".

The clothes in the Tang Dynasty were relatively thin, as thin as cicada wings, and the clothes in the Tang Dynasty were mainly made of ice silk yarn.

This is a great test of the cake chef's control over the thickness of the clothes, and the cake will be transported to the country Y competition site by special plane.

Western fondant can only control the shape and taste, but cannot completely shape it.

If the shaping is not done well, the shape of the cake will be damaged due to bumps on the way to country Y.

In order to maintain the complete shape of some cakes, the baker will only start decorating the cake after it arrives in country Y.

Su Molan learned that Lu Mingshen had sent brother Dao and his men who were in debt and thought the crisis was over.

There was no trouble going back to her parents' home, but the relationship between Su Molan and Lu Huajian was not as harmonious as before.

Su Molan's refusal to save Lu Huajian caused a deep gap in Lu Huajian's heart.

When a husband needs his wife to save his life, the wife does not try her best to raise money to save him, but instead thinks about running away from him. Such a woman can only share the joys and sorrows with him, but not the sorrows.

As a result, the originally fake harmonious relationship between the two was completely torn apart.

"Su Molan, you bitch, if you hadn't called your brother and asked him to help me, how would I have ended up like this?" Lu Huajian's severed finger can no longer be reattached, because Brother Dao has already removed the severed finger. Feed the dog directly!

"You still have the nerve to blame me? Lu Huajian, if you weren't obsessed with gambling, Mingcheng would have opened a club to wipe your ass, owed a huge amount of foreign debt, and wanted to take someone else's back even if you haven't paid back. How dare you? You covet my Su family's money, and my Su family is not your cash machine." Su Molan was not to be outdone.

"You bitch, how dare you say that?" Lu Huajian slapped Su Molan in the face, and Su Molan covered her face with a look of disbelief.

"Lu Huajian, how dare you hit me?"

"Hitting you is easy, I already want to kill you!" Lu Huajian looked at Su Molan with resentment.

"What good will my death do to you? Don't forget, I'm from the Lu family. If I have any shortcomings, your Su family won't be able to take advantage of it." Lu Huajian said fiercely.

"Su family? Do you want to drag our Su family into trouble?" Su Molan planned to return to her parents' home and ask her brother to seek justice for her.

"Su Molan, don't think that I don't know what your intentions are. You just want to divorce me and go back to being your eldest daughter of the Su family and continue to enjoy the glory and wealth." Lu Huajian has been immersed in society for many years and has already seen through people's hearts.

His marriage to Su Molan was originally forced by his family. Rich families could only marry with rich families to maintain their own interests.

The Su family and the Lu family have business dealings, and it was decided by the fathers of both parties.

In fact, Mr. Lu used to focus on training his eldest son, but Lu Huajian's performance was so mediocre that Mr. Lu shook his head and sighed.

A company as big as Lu's cannot afford to be defeated by future generations.

Lu Mingshen and Yan En made the cake. Yan En rolled up Lu Mingshen's sleeves and adjusted his apron.

"Mr. Lu, how do you like this cake?" Yan En cut off a small piece of cake with a knife and fed it to Lu Mingshen.

Lu Ming tasted it deeply. Yan En looked at her expectantly, and he frowned slightly.

"Honey, this tastes so sweet! To be honest... it's not very delicious!" Lu Ming looked at her with a troubled expression.

Afraid that she would be angry, he had a strong desire to survive and carefully looked at Yan En's expression.

"I also think it's too sweet. It seems that the taste still needs to be adjusted." Yan En began to mix sugar, sugar water, and cream.

Yan En liked this kind of detailed work very much and designed clothes for "Yang Guifei".

As thin as cicada wings, it dances gracefully and its skirt is elegant.

(End of this chapter)