I really don't want a second marriage

Mr. Lin specially asked someone to prepare a kitchen for her. There are all kinds of ingredients in the kitchen, but he won't help her prepare it. She has to prepare any dish by herself.

"It's not difficult for me, Miss Zhou. It's too harsh to finish all the work. Miss Zhou can choose whatever you think you're good at. Just do it. Leave the kitchen to you. We'll wait outside."

"OK."

After that, Mr. Lin entertained the introducer and Luo Huimei to drink tea outside the house. He has a good skill in making tea. However, there is no one who understands the Customs at the scene.

The introducer is a rough man. His posture of serving tea is a little awkward, but he can blow rainbow farts.

After taking a sip, the introducer immediately said, "good tea."

Mr. Lin did not smile.

Luo Huimei was worried about her daughter. She didn't want to drink tea. After listening to the introducer, she felt that Mr. Lin was really deeply in love. If the store was left to him after her wife died. Then he is not allowed to move the decoration of the store. It is understandable that it is so expensive to rent.

But now, Luo Huimei thinks he's too embarrassed.

Be strangers to each other, her daughter, as like as two peas, and her wife, who had known her only after coming to the world today, asked her daughter to make the same taste as her wife did.

It's impossible.

Luo Huimei has a strong feeling that it is false for the other party to reduce the rent. It is true to call them over and humiliate them.

She was a little impulsive, but when the words came to her lips, she remembered what her daughter had told her before she came, so she had to hold back.

Forget it, her daughter is still cooking inside. She should believe that her daughter is.

If you have any temper, you can wait until the results come out. It's not too late, Luo Huimei thought.

As time went by, the introducer didn't know how many cups of tea he had drunk. Mr. Lin has been rushing, and he has been drinking with great face.

This winter, after drinking so much hot tea, he also felt that the whole person was warm.

Just drink too much tea and want to go to the bathroom.

But now it seems too embarrassing to get up, so the introducer can only force herself to sit again. Maybe Miss Zhou will do it? But after waiting for a few minutes, the introducer couldn't help but say, "sorry, Mr. Lin, Ms. Luo, I drank too much tea. I want to go to the bathroom."

Mr. Lin gave him a polite and distant look.

"Go."

Then he looked at the servant next to him. The servant immediately understood and walked up to the introducer: "Sir, let me take you there."

Not long after the introducer left, the kitchen door opened.

Luo Huimei was already on pins and needles. When she heard the sound, she immediately got up and welcomed her.

"Yan Yan, how's it going? Is it going well?"

Xiaoyan was frightened by the nervous Luo Huimei and stepped back two steps to open the distance: "Mom, I have oil smoke. Don't get too close to me first."

Luo Hui was so angry that she stretched out her hand and twisted her ear.

"You bad girl, where is the time to say this now? Tell your mother how you are doing." after that, Luo Huimei looked back. Mr. Lin didn't get up in his seat and looked at them calmly.

Luo Huimei lowered her voice: "I always think Mr. Lin has a bad intention and wants you to do this on purpose to humiliate you. If you're not sure, let's just go and say goodbye to him now, and then go home. Mom asks your father to find a better store for you. It's a big deal. Let's not drive close, just look for a place far away."

"... mom, isn't it too late for you to say these words now? I've made all the noodles and won't let the other party try. How do you know your daughter can't?"

Luo Huimei: What as like as two peas, as like as two peas, "I can believe that my daughter can, but you can hear the request of the other person and make the same taste as his wife. Do you know his wife? What is the name of his wife? Do you know how you can make it look like his wife?" There won't be so many troubles in that store now. "

Zhou Xiaoyan: "well, things are already like this. Don't talk about it."

She walked forward and nodded to Mr. Lin.

"Mr. Lin, I've made the noodles."

Mr. Lin raised his chin, and the servant went in and brought up the noodle bowl. A bowl of noodles with color, aroma and taste was displayed in front of Mr. Lin.

From the beginning of meeting, Mr. Lin's face has always been with a faint smile. Looking at the affinity, he is actually alienated. At this moment, after seeing the bowl of noodles, his look changed slightly, and the smile on his face also faded.

A moment later, he looked up at Xiao Yan and whispered, "Miss Zhou is really smart. This is my wife's favorite."

What his wife likes most is also his treasure.

Mr. Lin didn't expect Zhou Xiaoyan to be so hot eyed. He chose this one at a glance. The chefs who came and went with him were full of confidence and thought they could make a better taste than his wife, so they chose what they were good at.

Unlike today, he picked his heart when he came.

For a moment, Mr. Lin looked at Xiao Yan more seriously.

I'm afraid it's not an ordinary woman who can let that person find himself.

Mr. Lin smiled, bowed his head, picked up chopsticks, sandwiched ramen and slowly tasted it.

After tasting a mouthful of noodles, he was stunned and then ate another mouthful.

Luo Huimei looked at the scene nervously, held her daughter's hand tightly and whispered, "can you do it, Xiaoyan?"

Zhou Xiaoyan looked as like as two peas. She was not at all sure. As Luo Huimei said, she did not know his wife at all, or even ate the dishes she had cooked.

But... She also has her own ideas.

A moment later, the smile on Mr. Lin's face had disappeared, his handsome face had a sad color, and the bottom of his eyes was also dark.

Xiao Yan walked over and sat down in front of him.

Mr. Lin raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Miss Zhou's taste is far from what my wife made."

Luo Huimei on one side was not surprised when she heard this. She seemed to have expected such a result. She shook her fist angrily, but heard her daughter whisper.

"Mr. Lin, I made this dish specially for you. You must have tasted it."

Acacia is both bitter and sweet. In addition, his wife has died, so Mr. Lin is bitter at the thought of her wife's death, but looking back on their past, it is still sweet. Therefore, the taste of noodles is bitter and sweet. It may not be delicious, but... It is just in line with Mr. Lin's state of mind at this time.

Mr. Lin held the chopsticks in his hand and said, "you are very smart. Unfortunately, I want the same taste as my wife, so... I'm sorry you don't meet my conditions."