her smile is sweet

Chapter 1122 I don't like it

When they got home, Mrs. Helen had prepared dinner and was waiting in the living room.

Knowing that Tang Baobao is Chinese, Mrs. Helen specially made Chinese food at noon,

Seeing the three of them coming back, they hurriedly greeted them warmly.

"I'm back, how is the effect of the rehabilitation?"

Tang Baobao was very grateful to Mrs. Helen who saved her and helped her a lot, so she didn't hesitate to smile at the moment.

"It worked great, thank you for the arrangement."

"You are thanking the wrong person. It is your uncle who arranged for your rehabilitation. I have no chance to contribute."

Mrs. Helen could tell that Tang Zongchen and Tang Baobao had a heart-to-heart relationship.

Although she didn't know what the knot between the two was, she was not stingy in helping Tang Zongchen.

After all, she has noticed Tang Zongchen's devotion to Tang Baobao in the past two years.

Besides, this rehabilitation was originally arranged by Tang Zongchen, and she has no reason to replace the fruits of other people's labor.

Hearing that it was arranged by Tang Zongchen, the smile on Tang Baobao's face faded a lot.

Seeing that the current situation was not quite right, John on the side quickly spoke.

"Oh, I'm so hungry, let's eat!"

"Food!" Mrs. Helen glared at her son, but at the same time agreed with her son's rescue.

The knot between these two people will not be forged in a short while, and the person who tied the bell is needed to untie the bell, so even if she is there to make a match, it will not help.

During the meal, Tang Zongchen sat next to Tang Baobei, and on the other side of her was Mrs. Helen.

"Baby, I asked the doctor. The doctor said that you can eat some relatively soft food now. I don't know what you like to eat, so I made a few of your classic Chinese dishes."

"Thank you."

Tang Baobao glanced at the dishes on the table. From the familiar dishes, she could tell that Madam Helen must have asked Tang Zongchen about the dishes on the table.

At the dinner table, both Mrs. Helen and John, who was sitting opposite, kept adding vegetables to her bowl.

And Tang Zongchen next to her was in charge of serving vegetables while feeding her.

Even though she was angry with Tang Zongchen, she didn't want to owe her own stomach.

When she was almost done eating, Tang Zongchen lowered his head to peel the shrimp for her again.

Tang Baobao looked at the man who lowered his head and carefully peeled the shrimp.

Such a serious Tang Zongchen could only be seen at work in the past, but this was the first time she saw him at the dinner table.

Looking at the man's serious face and that greasy hand, although they don't match, there is a fatal attraction.

But soon, Baby Tang withdrew his gaze. Trying this fatal attraction once is enough.

She's not a cat, and she doesn't have nine lives to squander.

Seeing that the two got along very well during the meal, Mrs. Helen exchanged glances with John, and the two left quietly.

Tang Zongchen peeled a small plate of shrimps for Tang Baobei to eat.

Mrs. Helen and John left, and Baby Tang didn't want to continue pretending anymore.

Tang Baobao only took one look, then pushed the dish away from her.

"I don't like shrimp."

Tang Zongchen glanced at the shrimp on the plate, "Didn't you like shrimp very much when you were at home?"

"You also said it was before." Tang Baobao suddenly turned to look at him, with a sneer on the corner of her beautiful lips, "Actually, I don't like shrimp at all. It can be said that I hate eating shrimp."

(End of this chapter)