Love grows:Lu Boss,be gentle

The apartment is on the seventh floor.

Su Peilin was at his door, holding the key in his hand, but he couldn't even step in.

"Auntie bought a lot of dishes today. Originally Mu Yi said that she would come for lunch, but she couldn't come for a while. So many dishes can't be wasted. Besides, Xiao Su, it's troublesome for you to cook by yourself. Why don't you come and eat together?"

Zhang Jiale's warm invitation rang out in Su Peilin's ear, and Su Peilin's face was stiff.

She didn't expect that she got rid of Lu Muyi an hour ago, and now she was stopped by his mother outside her home.

Su Peilin looks at Zhang Jiale's passionate face. If she wants to refuse, she chokes in her throat. She clearly wants to say it, but looking at the earnest smile on her face, she can't say it anyway.

"Come on, the soup will be ready in a while. Xiao Su, you can watch TV with your aunt in the living room." Zhang Jiale reaches out her hand to pull Su Peilin to her home. Like a puppet, Su Peilin is directly pulled into her home by Zhang Jiale.

This meal, like the previous one, was tasteless.

Of course, compared with the meal itself, Su Peilin was even more uncomfortable with the strange things Zhang Jiale told her that she should not have said.

From before the meal to after the meal, Zhang Jiale enthusiastically and appropriately taught Su Peilin his parenting classics.

Although the description is inappropriate, Zhang Jiale's performance from the beginning to the end really gives Su Peilin the feeling of a future mother-in-law. She is so considerate that she seems to be afraid of any mistakes between her and the child in her stomach.

Su Peilin didn't adapt to this kind of care. After returning home that day, she lay in bed in a daze for a long time. She didn't know whether she thought too much or how. She felt that Zhang Jiale's attitude towards herself had changed a lot.

Is it because you are too sensitive?

Su Peilin doesn't know.

What I recall in my mind are the pictures of Zhang Jiale bringing food to me frequently. That kind of care has been violated for a long time, but it makes Su Peilin feel even more tired.

She was thinking, do you want to move?

If Zhang Jiale is not Lu Muyi's mother, she thinks that she must be able to get along with her as well as before, but the reality is that she is Lu Muyi's mother, and they are inseparable by blood. The starting point of everything she does must be for Lu Muyi.

Su Peilin assumed a possibility that Zhang Jiale had already known that her baby was Lu Muyi, so she suddenly became so enthusiastic and appropriate.

But just because of this, Su Peilin's heart was filled with grief.

Is she expensive now? She and Lu Muyi are no longer possible. Is Zhang Jiale so kind to her because of her baby or because they have known each other before.

Su Peilin didn't know. She thought that only Zhang Jiale knew the answer.

For the next few days, Su Peilin's door would be knocked at about 12 noon every day. Then, the nanny aunt of Zhang Jiale's house would hand her a large bowl of fresh soup.

Su Peilin began to refuse from the first day, and her aunt promised to continue to deliver it the next day. She forced Su Peilin to accept all kinds of nourishing soup because she would only waste it if she didn't drink it.

In a few days, Su Peilin's family had several more soup bowls.

The clock clock beside the wall is moving minute by minute. Su Peilin takes his eyes away from the soup bowl washed on the Liuli platform. Seeing that the time shows that it is more than 11 o'clock at noon, she takes a deep breath at the corner of her mouth. At that moment, she picks up the soup bowl, carries it in the same bag, and walks towards the door.

She wants to have a good talk with Zhang Jiale before her aunt delivers the soup today.

The agency has been entrusted with the task of renting a new house. It's just that Su Peilin's request for a quiet and remote environment with little noise nearby is so simple. However, the agency doesn't know why it has become so incompetent that it can't even find a house with such low request from Su Peilin.

For this reason, Su Peilin also felt a touch of sadness.

Coincidentally, when Su Peilin just went to Zhang Jiale's house and decided to knock, the people in the house also opened the door.

It's auntie.

Seeing Su Peilin standing at the door, her aunt said with a smile: "Miss Su, are you going to come to dinner directly today? If my wife knows, she will be very happy. The young master hasn't come here these days. Every day, my wife eats by herself. Every day, she tells me that my family is lonely. "

After listening to her aunt's words, Su Peilin's polite smile slightly stagnated. She pulled the corners of her mouth and slightly struggled to shake the transparent bag with soup bowl in her hand.

"Auntie, I'm here to return these soup bowls. By the way, I have something to say to my aunt." Su Peilin explained.Auntie is still holding a bowl of heavy soup in her hand. It's steaming. Even though Su Peilin is still standing outside the door, the smell of the fragrance falls into her nose and stimulates her sense of smell.

It has to be said that Su Peilin's life in recent days has indeed improved a lot because of the soup sent by his aunt. When he weighed himself in the morning, he found that he had gained another two catties.

Now smelling the familiar fragrance, she felt a little haunted.

It's because of this that Su Peilin secretly congratulates himself. If he delays more time, he is afraid that he will be reluctant to part with his aunt's cooking skills.

"These bowls are in no hurry. Can't Miss Su just ask me to get them? Things are heavy. It's inconvenient for you to be pregnant with children. " Auntie looked at several big soup bowls in the bag. When she took her eyes back, she stayed on Su Peilin's large protruding abdomen for two seconds. Then she retreated toward the side of the entrance.

"Miss Su, hurry in." With that, she put the soup bowl in her hand on the table of the wine cabinet, and then extended her hand to help Su Peilin get a big bag of soup bowls in her hand.

Su Peilin was still immersed in her aunt's inconvenient words that you were still pregnant with a child. She didn't come back to herself until she snatched the bag from her hand.

The fundus of the eye is covered with a layer of obscurity.

Looking at the way her aunt spoke so naturally, Su Peilin already understood. Whether it's Zhang Jiale or nanny aunt, I guess they all know that the father of her baby is Lu Muyi.

This explains why Zhang Jiale is so considerate to her life.

"Auntie, thank you."

When the pull ring of the bag completely fell out of his hand, Su Peilin watched his aunt smile and probe into the direction of the dining room. He seemed to be thinking about telling Zhang Jiale that she had come.