Foodie chef, my three-star queen

Chapter 153
Mi Qilin looked at the family-oriented design style in the Sanxing Building, and felt warm. For so many years, Yin Chuhuan has been guarding such a restaurant for her, and it is really difficult for him.

Didn't he ever think that if he was dead when he fell off the cliff, would he still keep guarding like this?This infatuation is simply too rare.

Mi Qilin felt her nose sore, and tears were about to fall. Even though Yin Chuhuan was not in her memory, her infatuation really moved her.

"Tangtang, don't you want to go up and have a look?" Yin Chuhuan walked up to Mi Qilin and asked her softly.

"En." Mi Qilin nodded and followed him up to the second floor.

It was already past the lunch time, and as soon as Mi Qilin went upstairs, he saw several waiters removing plates and food from a large table.

"This..." Mi Qilin felt that the arrangement of those plates looked like a buffet.

"This is the dining room for lunch. At night, we divide this big room into several compartments." Yin Chuhuan explained, and led them to the office.

Mi Qilin learned from Yin Chuhuan that this Samsung building was designed and run by himself, whether it is interior design or recipes, all came from Mi Qilin's ideas.

When Mi Qilin saw several membership cards in the office, he believed that the idea must be his own. Point cards and membership systems can be seen everywhere in the 21st century.

"Mom, why is this restaurant called Sanxing Restaurant?" Mi Qixing asked while playing with a card with stars engraved on it.

"Hehe, this, because three stars means the highest level of food." Mi Qilin rubbed his head and said with a smile.

"Then why am I called Qixing?" Mi Qixing asked again, and then said suddenly, "Oh, I know, I must be so good that I can't even catch up with three stars. Right?"

"That's right! You are mother's baby." Mi Qilin said with a smile, is it really okay for this child to be so narcissistic?

"Qi Xing, what's your nickname?" Yin Chuhuan suddenly asked, the name Qi Xing sounded like a nickname no matter what.

"What name? My name is Mi Qixing." Mi Qixing tilted his head and looked at Uncle Mei in confusion.

"Uh, I haven't taken the name yet..." Mi Qilin replied awkwardly. She couldn't tell what was going on. She always felt that the child's name should be more cautious. It would be best for his father to give it to him, but she didn't know. Where is the father, just dragged down like this.

"Oh." Yin Chuhuan lowered his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he had already begun to collect all kinds of atmospheric and meaningful names in his heart.

His son, the name must be chosen by himself!

"I'm a little tired, I want to go back to the inn," Mi Qilin rubbed her head. Although she only came out for a long time, she received too much and too much information, and the familiar feeling became more and more intense, which made her brain a little Overloaded, so much time, I feel tired.

"Okay. I'll take you back." Yin Chuhuan replied flatly, knelt down and picked up Mi Qixing.

In fact, he really wanted to invite Mi Qilin and the others to live in Prince Qian's Mansion, or his previous courtyard.But he lives in the palace, and the court cannot be without a king for a day. How can he explain the fact that the master is not at home when the guests are welcome?
Yin Chuhuan really wanted to tell Mi Qilin's real identity, but he didn't know where to start.Will Mickey Lin be intimidated by him?Will it be harder to accept yourself?
After all, he once heard Mi Qilin talk about her hometown, which was a monogamous country, and women absolutely did not allow their significant other to have other women.

One person, one life, one pair.Although Yin Chuhuan would definitely be able to implement this creed as long as the other party was Mi Qilin, but as an emperor, it was hard to believe that he had no concubines.

If Mi Qilin's memory is still there, he naturally doesn't have to worry about this, he knows that his Tangtang will believe him.But now, he is not sure, the people in front of him have no impression of him at all, let alone trust him.

Yin Chuhuan didn't want to take any risks yet, and didn't dare to reveal his identity hastily.He needs to wait for a good time.

After Mi Qilin and Mi Qixing returned to Sujin Tower, the ghost doctor and Xiao Liu had already returned, and they each rested in their own rooms.

Seeing them coming back, Zhu'er rushed up to take Mi Qixing who was being held by Mi Qilin. The child needed a nap, and he was already dazed when he was in the carriage, and he was sleeping soundly at this time.

"Ma'am, I'm going to make tea." Zhu'er put Qixing on the couch, covered the quilt, and went downstairs to the kitchen with the kettle to fetch hot water.

Mi Qilin felt a little tired, walked to the side of the couch, and observed Mi Qixing's sleeping face carefully.

Mi Qixing's face has already been imprinted in her heart, and she can draw his appearance even with her eyes closed. This scrutiny is just for comparison with Yin Chuhuan's face.

Mi Qixing looks pink and jade-carved, very cute, his eyebrows have not yet opened, and his face is round, but it is not difficult to see that he must be a stunningly handsome man when he grows up.

"It's really big..." Mi Qilin sighed softly, Qi Xing and Yin Chuhuan looked exactly the same.

Zhu Er came in with a hot water bottle, made a pot of hot tea for Mi Qilin, and then stepped aside to tidy up all the things Mi Qilin had bought.

Mi Qilin didn't recover from his fatigue after drinking the tea, so he went back to the bedroom and lay down next to Mi Qixing for an afternoon nap. When he woke up, it was nearly dusk.

Mi Qixing has already woken up, lying in her arms motionless, staring at her with big watery eyes.

"What's the matter?" Mi Qilin raised his hand and pinched the little ghost's face, and there was nothing good about that expression.

"Hey, Mom, I want to ask, is Uncle Da Qiao my father?" Mi Qixing rolled his eyes and asked with a smile.

"Uh..." Mi Qilin was startled, why did the child ask such a question suddenly.

"I look so similar to him, and I think the relationship between you is quite close, so I'll ask."

"Qixing, in fact, my mother experienced some things when she was pregnant with you, and I can't remember the past." Mi Qilin took his hands away from Mi Qixing's face, and instead stroked the top of his hair.

"However, he is indeed your father." Mi Qilin sighed and decided to tell him.

"Father?" Mi Qixing didn't have a father since he was a child, let alone heard this word from Mi Qilin, but he quickly understood the meaning.

Mi Qixing got up and shouted excitedly, "Really? Uncle Da Qiao, no, Dad! Is he really my dad?!"

"Are you happy?" Mi Qilin propped up his body and sat up, a little surprised, "Don't you feel anything else?"

"What other feelings?" Mi Qixing pouted, puzzled, "I've always imagined what my father is like. Although my uncle is very kind to me, my uncle is not my father."

"Seven Stars..." The corners of Mi Qilin's eyes were moist.

A three-year-old child is the time when his father loves his mother, when all willfulness is allowed, and when all acting like a baby is tolerated.But Mi Qixing can only act like a baby in front of her, and is very sensible at other times.

Perhaps it was because he knew that his family was incomplete, and he couldn't act like a baby, as that would only disturb his mother.

"Mom, I know what you're thinking. Do you think this incident is too sudden?" Mi Qixing looked at Mi Qilin with a flat face and a serious expression, "Actually, if you think about it, it's not sudden." Ah, you and Dad separated because of some things, but I'm already this old, and there was a gap of several years."

"You really think so?" Mi Qilin felt very relieved. It was a good thing that Mi Qixing had no estrangement or grudge against Yin Chuhuan.

"Of course. Dad is so handsome and kind. It's a pleasure to meet him again. Qixing is also very happy to have a dad." Mi Qixing looked like a young man.

"It's been so hard for you for so many years." Mi Qilin's heart felt sour, and he felt that the one he felt most sorry for was his child, for not being able to give him a complete family for so many years.

"It's not bitter. I have a mother, an uncle, and my aunt Liu. Qixing is very happy." Mi Qixing reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Mi Qilin's eyes, and comforted him.

"Then what will you do if Dad proposes to pick you up to live with him?" Mi Qilin suddenly thought of a very serious problem. In ancient times, heirs were very important. According to what Yin Chuhuan said, since she disappeared, he has been Alone, now that he knows the existence of the child, will he let the child recognize his ancestors?
She didn't remember the past herself, so she decided to keep a distance from Yin Chuhuan.However, the child is very close to him, and there is no reason to keep a distance.

"Of course I'm going after my mother." Mi Qixing replied nonchalantly, "Even if he is my father, we just met after all. Of course Qixing kisses her mother."

"Hehe, you think it through." Mi Qilin kissed Mi Qixing on the cheek, "Are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and get something to eat?"

"En." Mi Qixing was hungry after sleeping.

As soon as the two got up, Zhu Er said that the ghost doctor had already ordered a table of meals and told them to eat.

During this meal, the few people didn't talk much, Yan Xiaoliu hesitated to speak a few times, she was very curious about Mi Qilin's past, but when she wanted to speak a few times, she felt the ghost doctor's cold eyes on her, so she had to give up.

After dinner, Zhu Er called the waiter to clear the table, and Mi Qilin took Mi Qixing to leave early. The ghost doctor has always been indifferent, anyway, all the answers will be solved tomorrow, and he is not in a hurry meeting.

In the evening of the second day, Yin Chuhuan personally came to Sujinlou to welcome Mi Qilin and the others. Except for the three servants, everyone else was invited, but the ghost doctor left Yan Xiaoliu behind.

Although Yan Xiaoliu was disappointed, he also knew what was going to be discussed on that occasion, and it was not appropriate to go by himself, so he stayed at the inn.

In the private room on the third floor of the Qianjin Building, Zhui Ri and Xiao Die had been waiting for a long time, and Xiao Die brought her precious daughter with her. The little girl was only one year old and could barely walk a few steps.

The adults exchanged pleasantries first, and then went to the kitchen to prepare today's meal every day, and he knew that Yin Chuhuan asked him to come here as a coolie.

"Is this your daughter? She's so cute." Mi Qilin immediately saw the little girl in Xiaodie's arms. She was very pink and tender, very cute.

"Yeah, her name is Ye Mingzhu. She's just one year old." Little Butterfly looked at her daughter proudly, not because she was boasting, this child combined all the advantages of her and Zhu Ri, and she couldn't get enough of it every day.

"Pearl" Mi Qilin's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the name, and felt that he had the temperament of a local tyrant, but this child is exquisite and beautiful, isn't he just a shining pearl?

(End of this chapter)