The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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"What's wrong with that, I don't want the child to know what kind of person his father is!"

"you!--"

Ling Mufeng was furious, and then recovered, and said:

"Zhiqiu, you didn't have a father when you were a child. You should be able to understand what it's like for a child to have no father. You want our child, too?" [

"I--"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned.

She experienced the pain of not having a father most clearly.

Only then did Ling Mufeng feel relieved: "Zhiqiu, for our children, please give me a chance!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer.

Ling Mufeng stood up, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"You know, buy me some meat, eggs, side dishes, etc."

"Well, yes. There are also oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice, and they will be delivered to Xishan Villa. Yes, only the raw materials, remember."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Mufeng smiled.

This time, you can eat meals cooked by Ye Zhiqiu himself.

Half an hour later, Lian Junzhi drove a car and delivered a large load of things.

Not only fresh fruits and vegetables, but also eggs, poultry and meat.

As well as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, peppery cooking wine, dark soy sauce, etc., and a large bag of rice, they were shipped in in a mighty way.

After putting the code away, Ling Mufeng dismissed him impatiently.

He ran to the guest room and took her hand, whispering in her ear:

"Honey, cook for me, I want to eat your cooking!"

After all, he couldn't beat Ling Mufeng, so Ye Zhiqiu could only put on his apron and walk into the kitchen.

Ling Mufeng cheerfully helped her, washing rice and vegetables, and tidying up the kitchen utensils.

For him, this was almost unimaginable in the past. [

However, now he feels that it is very happy to handle pots and pans with his wife.

The pot is hot, and the oily smoke rises.

The sound of "Zizi" cooking made him feel the peaceful and indifferent little life.

Human fireworks.

It turns out that this is the fireworks in the world.

After putting away the bowls and chopsticks, Ling Mufeng took the initiative to serve the rice again.

Of course, the bowl for Ye Zhiqiu was filled to the brim and packed firmly.

"Wife, eat more. You are not in good health, you need to keep up with your nutrition."

"..."

"The dishes cooked by my wife are delicious, come, eat a piece of meat!"

"..."

"My wife looks so good, let me kiss you!"

"roll!"

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