Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 112 Ji Nancheng's Idol
Half an hour later, Hei Lingxiu and Zhao Ritian came out of the bedroom.

Zhao Ritian was a little listless, and his clothes were still a little wrinkled.

In contrast, Hei Lingxiu, who had put on a neat handmade suit, looked in high spirits...

Obviously, the duel in the master bedroom just now ended with Hei Lingxiu's victory.

Today's plan to go to Shengjiang to play golf failed to be implemented, and Zhao Ritian could only spread his grievances on the food.

Mrs. Liu just made bacon and eggs, and Zhao Ritian ate three servings.

While drinking coffee and hiccupping, Zhao Ritian calmed down a little, and then continued the topic just now.

"Bei Yi called Zhuo Xifan several times, but was rejected. It seems that Zhuo Xifan has roughly decided to give the patented technology to Tang Xinyu."

Zhao Ritian was seriously analyzing the current situation for Hei Lingxiu, hoping that he would change his attitude and take the initiative to talk to Zhuo Xifan.

But he didn't expect that the people he mentioned just now made Jing Yuhan, who was drinking milk, a little displeased.

Early in the morning, why did you mention Luo Xiaosan, that dead man, in front of her?
Is it because she can't hold the knife anymore, or is Zhao Ritian drifting away?
Glancing at Zhao Ritian, Jing Yuhan picked up the fork and picked it up on the plate...

"Bei Yi is working so hard, Ah Xiu, you..."

Just as Zhao Ritian was talking, a piece of greasy, sticky and warm object hit his forehead.

"What the hell!"

Zhao Ritian touched the top of his head with his hand, and found that it was a fried egg that attacked him just now!
It is impossible to drop fried eggs in the sky, Zhao Ritian immediately looked around for the attacker.

"It's you!"

Soon, Jing Yuhan, the perpetrator with a fork in his hand, was caught.

Facing Zhao Ritian's accusation, Jing Yuhan put down her fork indifferently, since she was shameless anyway.

"Silly roe deer, you are finished."

Zhao Ritian grabbed the fried egg he just took off from the top of his head, and rushed towards Jing Yuhan.

Jing Yuhan immediately fled from the original position like a rabbit.

nonsense!

If you don't run, are you waiting to be beaten by the society?

A chasing battle started at the dining table.

Only the man sitting in the middle is still sipping his coffee, his movements are elegant and magnificent...

But this chase ended soon after Jing Yuhan was exhausted and Zhao Ritian grabbed the hood.

Zhao Ritian, who caught the silly roe deer, threatened fiercely with the face of a winner: "Silly roe deer, I'm going to mix eggs with your hair now."

Mischievous bastard, if she doesn't teach her a lesson, she must not know why the flowers are so popular.

"No, Hanhan dare not."

Jing Yuhan, who didn't want egg liquid and oil stains on his hair, started to howl.

As for Hei Lingxiu, he was still drinking his coffee.

He was sure that Zhao Ritian would not really hit Jing Yuhan, especially under his nose.

That's why he was like an outsider, allowing them to yell and fight around him.

And such a noisy life, I don't know why it makes him feel that those dark years are far away from him...

At this time, the doorbell rang, and Mrs. Liu, who was cleaning the living room, opened the door.

When Ji Nancheng, who was carrying noodles with meat sauce, appeared in the restaurant, he encountered such a scene!
"It's no use begging for mercy, you must use your hair to mix eggs today!"

Zhao Ritian was grabbing Jing Yuhan by the hood and shouting to kill.

Jing Yuhan clasped his head tightly with both hands, screaming ghostly: "Oh, help!"

"This is……"

Ji Nancheng's voice made the three people in the restaurant look at him.

"Young Master Ji?"

Both Hei Lingxiu and Zhao Ritian expressed surprise at Ji Nancheng's uninvited visit early in the morning.

Especially Hei Lingxiu, the knuckles of his hand holding the coffee cup were obviously white from excessive force.

"Good morning, everyone. I made spaghetti bolognese and I'm going to share it with you."

Like Hei Lingxiu, Ji Nancheng, who belongs to the heavenly pride, did not show restraint even when he met so many eyes, but smiled calmly.

The rare winter sunlight fell on the tabletop of the dining table and reflected on his face, making that already exquisite face perfect to the extreme...

"But you guys are..."

After Ji Nancheng explained his purpose of coming in a modest tone, he turned his attention to Zhao Ritian and Jing Yuhan.

To be precise, his gaze should be directly on Zhao Ritian's hand holding Jing Yuhan's hood!

This glance, although it seemed to be with a smile, was a bit more coercive, making Zhao Ritian unconsciously let go.

"It's nothing, we're just joking around."

As Zhao Ritian said, he threw the fried egg back on the dining table.

"Really?" Ji Nancheng glanced over the fried egg, then quickly returned to Jing Yuhan.

That posture is no different from confirming whether Jing Yuhan has been wronged...

It was also this look that made Zhao Ritian suddenly feel that there was something wrong with this Ji roe deer?

When he was anxious to convey this information to his good friend Hei Lingxiu, he turned around and found that Hei Lingxiu was also staring at Ji Nancheng with raised eyebrows.

Apparently, Hei Lingxiu also noticed the scene where the surnamed Ji showed different feelings just now.

"Everyone come and have a taste of my craft!"

Ji Nancheng seemed to have noticed something, and immediately brought the topic to the pasta he made.

He also asked Mrs. Liu to bring some plates, and divided the large plate of noodles he brought into three equal portions.

"Come here too, the noodles must be eaten while they are hot."

After sending the two packs of noodles to Hei Lingxiu and Zhao Ritian, Ji Nancheng turned back and said to Jing Yuhan who had been standing there stupidly just now.

"Oh……"

Jing Yuhan couldn't figure out what Ji Nancheng was going to do for the time being, so he could only sit down and eat noodles obediently.

Just now she smashed Zhao Ritian's stinky mouth with her eggs, and thought she was going to be hungry this morning, but Ji Nancheng brought noodles.

Seeing Jing Yuhan happily eating noodles, Ji Nancheng's charming eyes smiled a little more.

"I didn't expect Young Master Ji to cook by himself!"

Sensing again that something was wrong with Ji Nancheng's gaze on the silly roe deer, Zhao Ritian broke the silence.

"Well, I also learned it for my idol in the past two years."

Only then did Ji Nancheng look away from Jing Yuhan, and responded to Zhao Ritian with a smile.

It's just that the smile on his face at this time is similar to that of a street lamp at night, in the clouds and fog, a little unreal.

"Idol? Young Master Ji, are you chasing stars too?"

Originally, he wanted to break the weird and embarrassing atmosphere, but after Zhao Ritian heard this fresh word from Ji Nancheng, he had already forgotten his original intention.

There is no way, the gossip in front of me is really shocking.

The dignified Young Master of the Imperial City actually imitated those young people chasing stars nowadays, and even called the stars he likes "idols".

"I'm also human, so I naturally have emotions and desires."

Compared with Zhao Ritian's gossiping face, Ji Nancheng's attitude was always calm and reserved, making it impossible for people to distinguish the truth from the fake.

During this process, Hei Lingxiu remained silent, quietly observing Ji Nancheng's every move.

During the few minutes of mentioning his idol, his eyes flicked to the silly roe deer several times.

This made Hei Lingxiu suspect for a while that his idol was referring to Jing Yuhan.

Zhao Ritian also observed that Ji Nancheng looked at the silly roe deer frequently.

Driven by curiosity, Zhao Ritian decisively asked his doubts.

"Is it convenient for Young Master Ji to tell you who your idol is?"

(End of this chapter)