Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

Well, in fact, seeing him wearing an expensive suit, with an elegant and aristocratic posture, but holding a spatula in his hand, this feeling is too embarrassing.

"Cooking is a survival instinct. If you don't know how to cook, how can you survive?" Ji Mo looked indifferent, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, skillfully started the fire, and fried the shredded potatoes with oil.

Mu Baoer stared at him in embarrassment, this posture is really skillful, and he knows when to put the rapeseed in the pot, and he is definitely not the kind of person who is new to the kitchen.

Prejudice aside, the sight of such a handsome man cooking with a spatula is quite eye-catching.

"It's normal for such words to come out of the mouths of ordinary people like us. You are a rich man, right? Don't you have rich clothes and fine food since you were a child, and everything is prepared by someone?"

Ji Mo's hand holding the spatula froze slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Young son of a wealthy family? That's just a good-looking status. Nothing can be taken for granted. There is also a price to pay for fine clothes and fine food."

Mu Baoer was taken aback. What he meant was that his life in the wealthy family was not easy, either?However, it is not surprising that in a big family, power struggles, property scrambles, and weak children naturally have a hard time.

"However, a good background is better than ordinary people! At least you don't have to worry about life, and at least you have a home." People with families don't know what it's like to be displaced, and they don't know what it's like to be displaced because they don't have money. Hungry, let alone being bullied and used because of being weak.

Ji Mo's lips evoked a sarcasm in a trance!

It doesn't matter if you come from a famous family, so what if your father is a great arms dealer, who would have thought that the life of a noble son from a famous family is worse than a dog.

He has been subjected to all kinds of harsh training since he was a child. If he fails to do well, he will not only have no food to eat, but will also be punished. At that time, he never enjoyed the so-called beauty of childhood. What he was thinking about was how to do better so that he would not be punished , because punishment really hurts.

Then when he was six years old, in order to cultivate the so-called ability to survive, his adoptive father threw him to a poor and chaotic place in South Asia, letting him wander without anyone protecting him, not even giving him a penny.

All he was left with was a gun and a knife.

On the first day, he was robbed and everything was taken away, even his clothes were stripped because they were clean.

Then he wandered like a beggar, hesitant and fearful, he expected that his adoptive father would send someone to rescue him, but no, no matter how long he waited, there was none.Only when he grew up did he realize that if he died there, no one would ever remember him, because those who don't even have the ability to survive will be abandoned by their adoptive father.

Learn to survive in hunger, learn to fight and kill in looting.Fighting fiercely, insidiously and cunningly became his survival skills, and he learned them more proficiently than anyone else. This wandering experience turned him into a man with a wolf-like will, and he also benefited him all his life.

"You go to rest first, I'll call you when I'm done." Ji Mo recovered from the memories, and looked back at her indifferently.

Mu Baoer didn't know what kind of eyes it was, it was as deep as the ocean, it seemed to hide many stormy waves, but there was a thin layer of ice on the surface, which would forever isolate others from prying eyes.

She suddenly understood that he essentially refused anyone to pry into his heart.

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