Dear, Love Me Gently

Chu Mingyang's eyes twinkled when he heard that his mother was going to his newly developed luxury intelligent villa.

Son, what's the problem?

When Yang Lan saw that her son didn't speak, she had a judgment about something in her heart.

Just before Chu Mingyang had figured out how to tell his mother, his mobile phone rang and he looked down and saw that the call was: housekeeper.

Even he didn't notice. When he saw that the caller was the housekeeper, he smiled on his lips. Even such a subtle expression was seen by Yang Lan.

Yang Lan didn't say anything. She walked forward. She had room to talk to her son on the phone, but there were some things that could not be overheard. Secretly

While Chu Mingyang was talking on the phone, Yang Lan took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the old housekeeper: immediately check the person who spoke with Mingyang at 10:21.

Chu Mingyang hung up. His mother also sent a message. The mother and son put away their mobile phones and walked together with a smile.

Mom, you don't want to visit your son's newly developed smart villa. Let's go.

Chu Mingyang reached out to his mother's back and took her mother away.

The sudden change of her son, Yang Lan pretended to be unknown and left with her son.

Since ancient times, ginger is still old and spicy.

Just now she proposed to see the smart villa. The smelly boy of her family was silent and must be thinking of ghosts. There must be a reason why she agreed so simply.

The mother and son came to the smart villa. Uncle Wang, go and prepare some ingredients. Let's eat at home tonight.

The old housekeeper nodded respectfully, and then turned to buy ingredients.

Son, this is your newly developed smart villa. How can you live first? The market price can't go up in the future. It will lose a lot.

Yang Lan turned around and asked, pretending to be confused.

Chu Mingyang came to his mother, stretched out his hands to help his mother take off her coat, and then hung it on the clothes hanger. When he reached out to hang his clothes, he couldn't help thinking of the scene that Lu Xiaoxin was hung on the clothes hanger, and the corners of his lips inexplicably recalled.

Son, has this villa been sold? You seem to be in a good mood.

Yang Lan visited in the living room, asked intentionally or unintentionally, and was also verifying some things.

Mom, I'm trying to see what needs to be improved. If the experiment is successful, I'm afraid I can't make money.

Chu Mingyang hung up his mother's clothes and turned to the bar.

That's right.

Yang Lan nodded.

Mom, it's the old rule. You drink tea and I drink coffee.

Chu Mingyang knows his mother's habits. He doesn't like coffee and is keen on Chinese hobbies.

Or my son knows me.

Yang Lan came over with a smile and sat down opposite her son. She held her chin in her hands and looked at her baby son.

Mom, how many days are you going to stay this time?

Chu Mingyang's bar has a set of ceramic tea sets specially prepared for his mother.

Not sure yet. It depends.

The meaning of Yang Lan's words is only understood by herself. She didn't come to visit casually this time. She came with the mission of the family. The task is arduous. How can she go back if she can't finish the task.

All right, be careful.

Chu Mingyang pushed a ceramic tea cup the size of Dongzao to his mother, and then began to make coffee for himself.

Son, you are good at making tea.

Not for you.

Chu Mingyang doesn't like tea. He is keen on coffee and red wine.

Good son.

Yang Lan's face was filled with a happy smile. The most proud thing in her life was to have such a good son. If her son gave her another big fat boy, she would burn Gao Xiang.

Mom, how does this house feel?

Chu Mingyang swept to the living room. Yesterday, the wall was blackened by black smoke. Fortunately, the house is intelligent and has automatic repair function. Today's wall is very clean.

OK, but it's inconvenient for you to live alone. At least find a servant to take care of you.

Well, I found a housekeeper.

Chu Mingyang shook his goblet, then looked up and drank the red wine.

Where's the housekeeper?

Thinking that her son asked Uncle Wang to buy vegetables, Yang Lan looked around and didn't see anyone else in the villa.

I asked for leave.

Chu Mingyang looked up and saw Uncle Wang coming back with ingredients. He got up and went around to the other end of the bar. His hands were on his mother's shoulder. Mom, I want to eat your food. How about working hard?

Smelly boy, your mouth is still so sweet. If you look like this to the girls outside, my daughter-in-law has to line up.

Yang Lan got up with a smile and was pushed by her son to the kitchen.

I won't get married unless a woman who is more powerful than my mother appears. Chu Mingyang pulls up his sleeves and is ready to help.

Son, wash this.

Yang Lan took the vegetables to her son and began to clean a sea fish.

This is a habit for many years. When she was very young, her smelly boy liked to cook in the kitchen with her.

After lunch, Chu Mingyang went to the study to sort out the data. Last night's experiment was not in vain. He had to record and sort out all the characteristics and questions of the crocodile.

Yang Lan walked around the villa and finally walked into Lu Xiaoxin's bedroom.

When I walked into the room, I saw that the girl's room was clean and tidy. When I opened the wardrobe, I saw that all the clothes with signs were new and had not been worn.

It seems that the smelly boy of her family is really nice to this girl. At first, when she received the report from people here, she didn't believe it at all. Although she has traveled everywhere these years, she knows everything about her son like the back of her hand.

Of course, she only cares about her son's private life, and she doesn't care about her work.

Moreover, the star group has been taken care of and operated very well by her baby in recent years. She has nothing to worry about. The only worry is when her baby will inherit her family. This problem is a great event for her family.

Yang Lan picked up her bag and went out of the villa. She left a note in her son's study and told her to go out.

Uncle Wang drove Yang Lan around the city. Women are used to shopping.

Today, Lu Xiaoxin was in a very good mood. She was inexplicably promoted. She asked Chu Mingyang for leave after work. Unexpectedly, it was also very smooth. Mina took her in her arm, broke her fingers and began to complain about what to eat.

Lu Xiaoxin smiled while drinking a cup of milk tea.

Two women strolled along the busiest street in the city, joking and laughing as they walked. They came to the door of their favorite restaurant. They went in with their bags on their backs and sat down where they often sit.

While Xiaoxin and Mina were ordering, Yang Lan and Uncle Wang came in, stood at the door and looked into the restaurant.

Lao Wang, for many years, the business of this shop is still so hot.

The past scenes seem to be in front of us. Countless stores have been changed around, but this store has not changed.

Time honored brands.

Uncle Wang nodded. He felt so familiar to his eyes. His young still often followed the rich chairman to eat here. The chairman liked the taste of the food in this store.

That's where we used to sit.

Uncle Wang raised his finger and pointed to a position by the window.

Because the position was a little far away, Yang Lan reached out to pick up the glasses hanging on her chest and put them on. Looking over, she saw two girls sitting there. One of them was