Sweetheart: The Black-bellied Chief's Little Runaway Wife

Chapter 46
Thinking of the boy she watched growing up to take revenge on her, Lin Meisha bit her nails even more fiercely, her delicately groomed face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

What should she do now?Do you want to call that person?Let him make up his mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Meisha quickly picked up the phone beside her and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a long time before anyone answered. The voice seemed to be full of sleepiness: "Meisha, why did you think of calling me at this time? Don't you know the time difference?"

"Can you still sleep? Mo Yanshao is back now, what are you going to do?"

"I know about this. Don't panic. Just pretend nothing happened. I won't let him catch us."

"Are you sure he really didn't catch you?"

"of course."

"But he said he already knew who set it on fire 15 years ago."

"No, he doesn't know anything. He was only a teenager at that time, what would he know? Mesa, it's midnight now, don't call again, you know? I need to rest well."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lin Meisha seemed a little relieved by the other party's words.

But she didn't understand, since Mo Yanshao had nothing wrong with him, why did he pretend to be crippled for so long, and what kind of plans did he have?
No matter what his purpose is, she should not scare herself first, but scare herself to death.

Saying this to herself, Lin Meisha slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. While she was doing this, someone knocked on the door.

Lin Meisha had already done something wrong, and was so frightened by the sudden knock on the door that she almost screamed out.

She couldn't help shouting out of the door annoyedly: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Mom, are you asleep? I want to talk to you."

It was Mo Moli's voice.

Lin Meisha was full of anger, and now because of Mo Moli, she seemed to have found a place to vent her anger.

She strode to the door, opened the delicately carved door with curly grass patterns in relief, and slapped the fair and delicate face of the woman standing at the door.

Mo Moli watched being beaten up by Lin Meisha since she was a child.

But she couldn't understand why her mother still beat her when she didn't do anything?
Mo Moli's deer-like eyes were glistening with tears, she covered her left cheek with one hand, she looked at her biological mother with infinite grievances, and said with a choked voice, "Mom, why did you hit me?"

"Why did you hit you? You loser? Why didn't you say first when you knocked on the door? Do you know that you are going to scare me?"

Lin Meisha scolded Mo Moli all over her face, which made the girl cry even more.

At this time, Mr. Mo at the end of the corridor came out, and saw Lin Meisha who was teaching his daughter a lesson, he was very dissatisfied and said: "Meisha, what did Jasmine do wrong, you want to teach her like this at the door?"

When Lin Meisha came to this house, the two people she was most afraid of were Mr. Mo and Mr. Mo Yan.

At this moment, Mr. Mo has a face full of vicissitudes, full of majesty.

That pair of stern eyes looked at her with a cold light, which made Lin Meisha unable to speak fluently: "Um...Dad, she's not sensible, I'll educate...her."

Mo Moli didn't dare to argue, she could only listen to what her mother and grandpa said.

But Mr. Mo disagreed and said: "She is ignorant, so you should educate her well. Why do you beat someone? You shouldn't hit someone at the door. It's really outrageous to let the servants see the joke."

"Yes, yes, Dad, I remember, and I won't let the servants see me at the door again."

Lin Meisha quickly admitted her mistake.

Mr. Mo looked at Mo Moli in the blink of an eye, and said to her majesticly: "Jasli, your mother educated you for your own good, you have to remember it carefully, do you hear me?"

Mo Moli died wronged, but she just knocked on the door of her mother's room to discuss some school matters with her.

But now he was beaten by his mother and taught by his grandfather.

She couldn't refute yet, so she agreed and ran back to her room, closing the door.

"This child should have been beaten up long ago, but he doesn't have a long memory and is not sensible."

Lin Meisha looked at Mo Moli's closed door and muttered.

"You also pay attention to your own behavior, don't take out your anger on your child at every turn, it's just baffling!"

After saying that, Mr. Mo turned around and went back to the room.

Lin Meisha was very unconvinced after being told by the old man, and the way Mo Yanshao looked at her during the day made her feel uneasy.

She always felt that he had discovered something, but she was afraid that she had a guilty conscience and showed her feet in advance, so she simply retreated to her room and closed the door.

In the kitchen next to the restaurant on the first floor, Mu Taotao looked for the ingredients he wanted in a space full of various modern kitchen utensils.

Mo's kitchen is also as big as an ordinary family's room.

In the spacious kitchen, there are all kinds of modern cooking tools, which is comparable to a small kitchen in a hotel.

The refrigerator takes up an entire wall.

Pull it open, and half of the refrigerator is full of quick-frozen ingredients. The meat includes pigs, cattle, sheep, fish, shrimp, crabs and so on.

Vegetables are on the other side, including green leaves, yellow peppers, red carrots, red peppers, black fungus, seaweed and so on.

In short, there are all kinds of dishes in the entire refrigerator, not to mention eggs.

What Mu Taotao wants to make is egg and green vegetable noodles.

All you need is a handful of vegetables, eggs, and dried noodles.

Because the kitchen is too big, it took a long time just to find these simple ingredients.

Even if everything is in order, we can't start the fire yet. We have to find out the seasoning and so on.

Mu Taotao opened the cabinets closest to the pot and stove, and only then did she realize how rich the seasonings are in this rich family.

Just talking about this soy sauce, there are several types, such as steamed fish soy sauce, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and noodle soy sauce specially used for noodle seasoning.

The names of this series of seasonings made Mu Taotao feel dazzled.

I have to say that rich people are really particular about it.

No matter how many, she decided to start cooking after she got all the seasonings.

Mo Yanshao on the side was holding a big, red apple, and after washing it by the sink, he chewed it.

The crisp sound of biting the apple made Mu Taotao's stomach growl even more joyously.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw the eldest young master standing calmly in front of the counter, with two slender legs crossed, and the whole person leaning there, his eyes didn't know where to look.

The action of biting an apple and his handsome appearance are really worthy of a painting.

But in this way, Mu Taotao's heart became even more unbalanced, and he couldn't help saying to him: "I said, young master, if you don't know how to do things, don't get in the way in this kitchen."

(End of this chapter)