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Chapter 296 He is so poor that he only has money left

Thank you, Nalan Che, when I need you, you will always be by my side, support me and protect me.

Tong Xiaoman shouted in her heart, listening to his steady and worried heartbeat, her ups and downs gradually calmed down.

She said softly: "Give me a little time, I will cheer up."

Her voice was very soft, but it reached his ears word for word, Nalan Che finally showed a satisfied smile on his handsome face.

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Tong Xiaoman can't remember how long it has been since she stepped into this home that once brought her infinite happiness and joy.

Back here again, although all the furnishings in the house are exactly the same as before she left home, and her grandfather also arranged for servants to come to clean and maintain the house regularly, but things have changed.

The warmth of the past is gone, only endless coldness remains.

She stood at the door, even a little afraid to go in.

Suddenly, a smell of cooking wafted from the room, she was a little surprised, how could this happen?
"Go in." Seeing the surprised expression on her face, Nalan Che let out a low laugh and pulled her in.

"Little darling, you are back. You have just made dinner. Come and eat." Zhao Yi's cheerful voice came from the restaurant.

Tong Xiaoman raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Don't tell me, my cousin is cooking." Are the meals he made edible?
Nalanche was also a little puzzled, the food that guy cooked was edible, and the sun was really about to rise from the west.

I saw Zhao Yi, who was wearing a cute apron, was serving dishes one by one on the table, sniffing the smell of the dishes from time to time.

Tong Xiaoman looked at his attire as a cook, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Cousin, don't tell me, you cooked this dish."

Zhao Yi swallowed greedily, and said, "I have invited the chef from the International Hotel in Yunchuan." If he can cook such delicious dishes, Qin Ran will surely die of joy. , maybe, he can consider learning a little from the cook, and go back to coax that awkward guy, thinking that he couldn't help but chuckle.

"What?" Countless bolts of lightning flashed above Tong Xiaoman's head, staring at the prodigal son in disbelief, "Cousin, you are such a prodigal."

Who would have to invite the chef from the International Hotel back for every dinner like him, how much money would it cost?

She wanted to vomit blood when she thought that the colorful banknotes went into other people's pockets like this.

"As long as you eat happily and appetizingly, it doesn't matter if you spend one hundred and eighty thousand." Zhao Yicai said boldly.

"Prodigal local tyrant." Tong Xiaoman covered his face with his hands, unable to complain about him.

Zhao Yi is a person who knows how to enjoy himself. Even if he eats takeaway, it is also delivered from a big hotel. Why do you want to wrong your stomach if you have a lot of money?

"He is so poor that all he has left is money, so you don't need to feel sorry for him." Nalan Che took her hand and sat down on the dining chair.

Zhao Yi served her a bowl of rice and said, "Baby, tonight's dinner is very expensive, you know what to do."

Tong Xiaoman grabbed the chopsticks, without saying a word, immediately sharpened the chopsticks and rushed towards the food.

She was finally willing to eat, but Nalan Che had a way, his lips were worn out, she let him slip away halfway if he didn't eat, when this man came, he had a smile on his face, and he ate quite appetizingly, Zhao Yi Xian glanced at Nalan Che with envy and hatred, "If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself."

(End of this chapter)