Young Master Lin, take care of your scumbag wife

Chapter 492 Has a grandson 4
Niya couldn't understand, and looked at their wry smiles in doubt.

"What's going on? When did she become obsessed with cooking?" Nangong Yu asked Aunt Li in a low voice when he had doubts just now.

"Nearly half a year." Aunt Li glared at him, "Look at you, you are so unfilial, you don't even know what your wife likes."

"You have so many hobbies, but none of them lasted long." Nangong Yu said the truth.

His mother always likes a thing for 3 minutes, and he doesn't go home often, so he doesn't know it's normal.

"Half a year? It's been a long time this time!" Nangong Yu glanced at the bowl of fruit tea and other food on the table. They looked good, but judging by Niya's frowning expression just now, it shouldn't be particularly delicious.

She is simple, and anyone who knows her can tell at a glance that the little girl is lying.

"It's been too long, and we expect Madam to lose interest in cooking immediately." Aunt Li and his gang used to keep Madam's hobby longer, but now it's the opposite, it's too tormenting!
Nangong Yu raised his eyebrows, seeing her in agony, he knew, "Is the food she cooks delicious?"

"It's not only bad, it's really bad!" Aunt Li's voice was a little louder when she was emotional, and Cheng Ying heard it.

She turned her head and immediately retorted: "Why is it unpalatable? The master said it was delicious!"

Hearing this, the maids don't speak, and their expressions are even weirder. They don't dare to say, it's because the master dotes on you!

Knowing that it doesn't taste good, she keeps praising her, which makes the wife feel very good about herself. Now that the young mistress says it's good, one can imagine how confident she is.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Mrs. Nangong was even more proud. She brought other food to Niya, "Yaya, this is tiramisu cake, this is date paste cake, and this... Crispy pear and coconut milk powder, all of them I researched it, you have a taste."

Niya glanced around at the delicacies in front of her. They were varied and beautifully colored. Looking at them whetted the appetite, but...

She first sniffed the temperature secretly, and it seemed a little strange. These pastries should taste sweet, but they still had a sour smell, and it was a bit nauseating after smelling it for a long time.

She couldn't bear to spoil her mother-in-law's interest, so she grabbed a piece of jujube cake and took a bite. The taste was not bad, but after chewing, it was similar to that bowl of fruit tea. It tasted sweet and salty, an indescribable taste.

"How is it?"

"Ugh..." Mrs. Nangong was about to ask, but Niya couldn't help but retch, "I'm sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable."

She covered her mouth and immediately apologized, and emphasized, "I've retched very badly these days, not because of the food!"

"Understand, understand, it's like this in the first three months." Mrs. Nangong didn't think much, and patted her on the back, "...When I was pregnant with this brat, I was sick for seven months, I was afraid that I would vomit into grapes Luckily, his vitality is tenacious.”

She pointed at Nangong Yu with a teasing tone.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Niya got up and quickly left the balcony.

"Go slowly, and be careful not to fall." She told Aunt Li, "Follow quickly."

Aunt Li hurried after her.

As soon as Niya left, Mrs. Nangong turned her attention to her son.

She pushed the plate in front of him: "Taste my craft..."

Nangong Yu raised his brows, picked up the tableware, and was about to do it when his phone rang.

The ringtone was like a life-saving straw, and he immediately got up to answer the phone.

"Nangong, is there any fake death medicine in the world?" Lin Ye called with a solemn tone.

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