Chapter 72
The two looked at each other and turned around.

In the evening, Jiang Shu, who was supposed to rest, had to start working as a chef again because of Mo Wenzhi's introduction.

There's no way, if she doesn't go, the two of them will keep thinking that she and Mo Wenzhi have something tricky.

In order not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings, Jiang Shu could only accept his fate.

In the evening, after several people sat at the dinner table together, the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Mo Wenzhi had no expression on his face, and ate quietly.

He is used to Jiang Shu's cooking.

The other two couldn't get used to it.

Although Feng Yimei's strength is not as good as Mo Wenzhi's, she is not someone who can take a place in this team.

When had she ever eaten such an unpalatable meal, and as soon as she put it in her mouth, she spat it out unceremoniously.

"Hey, what does this taste like, can you swallow it?"

Feng Luo even put down his chopsticks with a sneer: "It's really cooking."

Then the voice changed, and the eyes swept to Mo Wenzhi.

"However, only Mr. Mo can eat it."

A sneer sounded in the air, and Feng Luo's superficial gentleness disappeared: "It's really affectionate."

Accompanied by his sneer, Mo Wenzhi put down the bowl and chopsticks, but without looking at him, he slowly slid the wheelchair and went upstairs by himself.

Seeing this, the two probably didn't have the guts to stop Mo Wenzhi.

At the same time, he glanced at Jiang Shu with a meaningful look in his eyes.

The girl ate her meal in a leisurely manner, and didn't care about their gazes.

"What's your relationship with Mo Wenzhi?"

This question was asked by Feng Yimei, she became more and more suspicious, did Mo Wenzhi empathize?
Otherwise, how could he swallow such an unpalatable meal without making a sound?
Jiang Shu swallowed the last mouthful of food slowly, before smiling at the two of them, "I've finished eating, I'll leave the bowl to you, thank you."

She left without leaving any room.

Because of the existence of the two of them, she had to do hard work, but she was rejected.

Anyway, Mo Wenshang has served her for more than ten years in his life, but he only gave her the word unpalatable.

Feng Yimei vomited directly, and Feng Luo even smelled it, and put down the bowls and chopsticks in disgust.

She didn't understand, did the things she made were so bad that they couldn't get into her nose.

Originally, she felt guilty when she was with Mo Wenzhi, so even if she felt a little aggrieved these days, she could tolerate everything.

Now that these two people are here, there is nowhere to vent the grievances these days.

Jiang Shu's movements were too quick, and when Feng Yimei and the two reacted, there was only a "bang", and the bedroom door had been closed.

The expressions of the two were a little stagnant.

As a figure at the top of the pyramid, he has never been treated like this by others.

Let them do the dishes?

Did this woman make a mistake!

"What did she just say?"

Feng Yimei still didn't believe it, and looked towards Feng Luo with puzzled eyes.

"Wash the dishes."

The man only replied two words, but the words were concise.

"I rely on!"

Feng Yimei couldn't help but swear.

Then he stood up, twisted his enchanting posture, and rushed towards Jiang Shu's bedroom with a menacing aura.

Although the other party's bedroom was tightly closed, how could a mere door stop a strong man with supernatural powers.

Feng Yimei slashed in her hand, and when she was about to break through the door, a ray of light suddenly opened.

This ray of light was extremely dazzling, causing Feng Yimei to lose her sight for a moment. Before she could react, her whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

(End of this chapter)

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