Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 711
Milan glanced at the desktop of Wang Xiang's desk, and saw that on the ordinary desk, all the office supplies were neatly arranged, not as messy as some of the desks nearby.

The clean and refreshing desk makes people feel very comfortable, which immediately highlights Wang Xiang's uniqueness.

As Xia Yuan said, Wang Xiang's lunch is very frugal. Milan saw that he used his own lunch box, which contained rice, some vegetables and a piece of fried meat. It was probably inconvenient to bring soup, and there was a cup of stew on the side. Steamed boiled water, this is Wang Xiang's soup.

Milan's heart was filled with soreness again: he was a well-clothed young man, but he fell into such a difficult situation.

If it wasn't for Milan's strong heart and more than ten years of training in prison, seeing this situation, he would have rushed to hug his son and recognize him by now.

But no, it’s very simple to recognize, just pick it out.

But the series of shocks caused by this are no less than the shock waves after the atomic bomb explosion. For example: How did Wang Xiang come back from the dead?Is there someone behind the scenes?Who is behind the scenes?How many people were involved in this matter...

If Milan readily recognizes Wang Xiang now, he might startle the snake and lose the clues from the past.

In any case, Milan firmly believes that the "death" of Wang Xiang's birth was a conspiracy, and since there is a conspiracy, there is a mastermind.

If the mastermind is not dug out, she will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.

It doesn't matter, now at least I know that Wang Xiang is my son, and I have his trace and whereabouts, so I don't have to worry about losing my son again.

Milan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and thought to himself: God has eyes, it turned out that there is no place to look for, and it took no effort to get it, and he sent his son who he thought had been dead for many years to his eyes.

And the origin of all this, when I think about it carefully, turned out to be Xia Yuan's kindness.

So far, Milan has become more enthusiastic about doing charity.

This is also a way for God to give back to their enthusiasm for charity, right?Milan thought so.

Seeing Milan looking at his desk with a fluctuating expression on his face, Wang Xiang couldn't help becoming a little nervous. He explained with a smile:
"My mother made these meals for me early in the morning, and they are much better than the days when I ate instant noodles in the office.

It seems that it is better to go home, at least you can eat hot meals made by your mother. "

Milan also nodded with a smile, thinking, what a good boy, Dean Zhao seems to have taught his son well, over the past few decades, he has trained his son to be a good young man, although he is poor, he has a strong backbone.

Seeing that Milan's face was relieved, Wang Xiang was also relieved.

He didn't want people to misunderstand that his mother treated him badly.

Although the Anxin Welfare Institute's economy has improved, it is not easy to recruit suitable staff for a while, so Zhao Yinghong is still very busy now, and it is not easy to find time to cook for him. Wang Xiang is very content.

Wang Xiang was about to pour the soup by herself, but Milan did it by herself. She opened the lid of the insulated box, took out a medium-sized insulated box from inside, and said:
"I didn't bring another bowl, just drink with this!"

That means to make Wang Xiang treat this heat preservation box as a soup bowl.

When Wang Xiang heard this, he said embarrassedly:
"How can that be? I'd better use a cup and pour the soup into the cup."

After all, he is an outsider to Milan.How could he soil Milan's personal belongings?
But he didn't know that in Milan's heart, he was more precious than anything else, so why would he care that he used her incubator?
"Silly boy, it's okay, I'll just go home and wash it."

Seeing him so alienated, Milan couldn't help blurting out his heartache.

Such a big boy suddenly stood in front of him, and he was his own son. Milan really wanted to go back in time, go back to his childhood, see what he looked like when he was a child, and hug that poor little boy.

I have no time to participate in your past, and I must help build your future with my own hands.

Milan secretly made up his mind.

Wang Xiang was not in Milan, so he had to use the insulated box as a soup bowl and drank it sweetly.

Southerners have to drink soup before meals, it can be said that no soup is not happy.

However, for the sake of convenience, Wang Xiang changed this habit. In the past, he drank beverages whenever he could, and boiled water whenever he could. Only when he went home for lunch could he drink the soup made by his mother.

And to be honest, the soup made by Director Zhao is very bland because it needs to take care of the children in the courtyard. It lacks salt and oil, which is good for children, but it is too tasteless for adults.

And what Milan cooks is ginseng flower old duck soup, which uses authentic and high-quality ingredients, and cooks for four or five hours, and all the delicious tastes are melted into the soup.

Therefore, when Wang Xiang drank the soup, he suddenly felt that it was so delicious that he couldn't help but drank half a bowl in one gulp.

"Is it to your liking?"

Unknowingly, Milan's eyes were full of mother's doting on her son.

"It's so delicious, I've never had such a delicious soup."

"Is it really delicious?"

Wang Xiang's contented words immediately made Milan's heart elated.

"Of course it's delicious. It's fresh and sweet. I didn't expect you to be so good at making soup, Auntie."

Wang Xiang is really not flattering Milan.

When Milan was young, he seldom cooked. It was not until he was released from prison that he was extremely bored at home, so he learned to cook.If you have no distractions, it is easy to learn and succeed.

However, compared to those chefs, it is still far behind.Of course, it is expensive to use fine ingredients and put your heart into it.

"Hehe, it's not that I'm good at cooking. The main reason is that the soup base is good. I used bone bones, scallops, ray sticks, and abalone to stew all night, skimmed off the cooked meat residue, and then used The remaining soup is used to stew the old duck that has been raised for three years.

These cabbage hearts are only a bud core in each cabbage plant, so they are very tender. "

Milan pointed to the yellow and white cabbage cores the size of an adult's thumb floating in the soup and said to Wang Xiang.

"Ah? It's so complicated? No wonder it's so delicious. My God, so many cabbage cores, didn't it use more than a dozen cabbages?"

Wang Xiang counted the cabbage cores in his soup and couldn't help being startled.

For one cabbage, I and my mother would have to eat it for a day or even two days in the past!

"If you like to drink, auntie will often stew it for you in the future, okay?"

Milan didn't take it seriously.

For her, the key is to make Wang Xiang like and accept her.

Hearing what Milan said, Wang Xiang couldn't help being flattered. He scratched his head and said to Milan honestly:
"Isn't this too much effort? Forget it, I'm used to drinking plain water as soup. The ancients said that it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. I am afraid that I will get used to this kind of soup in the future. I can’t drink plain water anymore.”

Milan was taken aback when he heard this, but he didn't expect Wang Xiang to say such a thing.

(End of this chapter)