One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

The part-time worker was wearing gloves and an apron, and he smiled brightly, "Ms. Nian, I have finished cleaning the apartment. I have cleaned the fish you asked for and put them in the refrigerator. Is there anything else I can do?"

"No more, get off work." Nian Mu said coldly, and glanced at the living room, which was cleaned up.

"Well, okay, then I'll get off work first." The hourly worker finished his work, took off his gloves and apron, put the things back in place, and turned to leave.

Nianmu picked up the samples, put them in airtight sealed bags, and put them in the disinfection cupboard. The equipment on her side is not as much as that in the laboratory, so she can only use home appliances for research.

After all, none of these can be taken to the laboratory.

After Nianmu took care of everything, he took out the fish that the part-time worker had processed from the refrigerator, cut into pieces, and planned to make a pot of fish soup with the leftover porridge from lunch, and simply eat it.

An hour later, the thick and white fish soup was ready.

Nianmu put the food on the table when the doorbell rang.

She had a premonition that the person outside the door was Mu Shaoling.

If she didn't open the door, he also had the password to come in. Not wanting to explain too much, Nian Mu went and opened the door. Sure enough, the man outside the door was him.

"Mr. Mu, why are you here?" She looked at the man, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes, the more she wanted to keep a distance from him, the more chances to meet him.

It is normal for her to work and work on different floors, and she still thinks it is normal. Now that she is resting at home, there are more opportunities to meet, and she feels something is wrong.

At this moment, Mu Shaoling really seems to be responsible for her...

Picking her up and leaving the hospital, and hiring part-time workers to take care of her...

Noticing the helplessness in her eyes, Mu Shaoling's expression didn't change, and he deliberately asked, "You're not welcome?"

"No, please come in." Nianmu shook his head and gave way to the door to let him in.

Mu Shaoling walked in, unbuttoned the jacket of the suit with one hand, and hung it directly on the hanger behind the door, with skillful movements, as if at home.

He smelled the aroma of the food and asked, "Is the meal ready?"

"Yeah." Nianmu nodded, looking at the dining table, he must have not eaten when he came here at this time...

It is polite to invite him to eat together, and it is also due, but the table is full of dishes, only the fish soup is fresh, and the other meals are leftovers from lunch.

In the Mu family's old house, the cook usually disposes of the leftovers from the meal. The meal does not stay overnight, or even a single meal. There will never be any leftovers from lunch in the evening meal.

Therefore, Mu Shaoling has high requirements for the freshness of the food.

They are all lunch meals, how can she invite them out?

"Aren't you going to invite me to dinner?" Mu Shaoling asked again.

Nianmu was full of helplessness, and kept an arm's distance from him, which was quite a safe distance.

She said: "The food on the table is left over from lunch, only the fish soup is fresh, you must not be used to it, right?"

"Who made the fish soup?" Mu Shaoling asked, walking to the dining table, there were indeed leftovers.

"I did it." Nianmu replied honestly, looking at his actions, he seemed to be about to sit down.

Seeing that there was only one pair of bowls and chopsticks, Mu Shaoling wanted to sit down, but suddenly stood up straight again and walked towards the kitchen.

Nian Mu knew that his action was undoubtedly to pick up the bowls and chopsticks.

At noon, he took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. He must have clearly known the layout of her kitchen. After a while, Mu Shaoling came out with the bowls and chopsticks.

With his blunt appearance, Nianmu almost thought that these meals were all prepared for him.

Watching him sit down, Nianmu said slowly, "I didn't cook, only porridge, is that okay?"

Mu Shaoling looked at her and said, "Yes, I'm not picky."

Nian Mu knew that he was not a picky eater, but he had high requirements for food.

She picked up the spoon and wanted to fill him with a bowl of porridge, but Mu Shaoling said, "I'll have some soup first."

Seeing what he said, Nian Mu Bin put down his spoon, pointed to the large bowl with a lid opposite him, and said, "That's fish soup."

Mu Shaoling opened the lid of the bowl, looked at the thick and white fish soup inside, and a burst of delicious aroma came to his nostrils. He filled a large bowl and took a sip. It was indeed her that made it.

He likes to drink her soup.

Mu Shaoling usually doesn't like to eat leftovers, but because there are dishes made by Ruan Bai here, he decided to eat them.

Seeing his expression of satisfaction, Nian Mu asked curiously: "Mr. Mu, you are eating here, what about the children?"

"Uncle Zhang will pick them up." Mu Shaoling explained, "I've had dinner, and I have to go back to the company to work overtime later."

"Isn't it troublesome to run around like this?" Nianmu asked subconsciously. Although the company is not far from here, it takes time to come and go like this.

It's not something he would do.

"I don't want to eat takeaway." Mu Shaoling took a sip of the warm soup, and the warmth reached his stomach. He looked at Nianmu with deep eyes, "My stomach is not good. It's not good to eat too much takeaway."

Nian Mu agrees with this sentence, his stomach is indeed bad, thinking about it, it is reasonable for him to come here for dinner.

Except for one thing, her current identity is not Ruan Bai.

Nianmu bowed his head and drank the porridge without making a sound.

After Mu Shaoling finished the fish soup in the bowl, he started to drink porridge.

The porridge at noon is eating now, and the taste is naturally not good. He wants to continue to drink the soup, but Nianmu probably didn't expect him to come over, so he didn't make much soup, so he reluctantly finished the porridge.

A mouthful of porridge and a side dish, although it is not delicious, but with Nianmu by his side, he feels happy.

After the two finished their dinner, Nian Mu came out from the kitchen with a thermos and said, "Boss Mu, since you have to work overtime, you can take this fish soup to the company to drink."

"Why is there more?" Mu Shaoling asked, the soup in the big bowl just now was all drunk, wasn't it?

Nian Mu said: "How can a fish have such a little fish soup? I originally wanted to save it until tomorrow, but it will not be fresh after the night. You can drink it."

Tonight he will work overtime at the company until very late, seeing what Nianmu said, he is no longer polite, and took the thermos, "Thank you."

Listening to his thank you, Nianmu remembered that he used to say thank you to his wife, but now that he doesn't have the title, it seems that his warmth has been lost by half.

After dinner, Mu Shaoling was going back to the company to work overtime. He put on his coat, opened the door with a thermos, as if sensing something, he turned his head and glanced at Nian Mu.

She is also looking at herself.

Looking at each other, Nianmu felt a little sad in his heart, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"The fish soup you made is delicious, it tastes just like the fish soup my wife made before." After Mu Shaoling finished speaking, he closed the door.

Nianmu felt sad for a while, of course it was the same, when she was making the soup, she did not expect Mu Shaoling to come to eat, so the recipe of the fish soup did not change.