The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 623 An Uneven Bowl of Water
"Listen to the mother."

A look of helplessness flashed across Ling Siyuan's face, and he nodded in agreement.

"I know you have been obedient since you were a child, and you have never been angry with your mother. It's meal time, and I asked Aunt Li to bring over the stewed black chicken soup. If you have anything to say, we will talk about it after dinner."

Liu Wenfang walked over happily, and raised her voice to order Aunt Li to serve.

"Every time Siyuan comes back, you have to prepare a large table of food. How many bites can he eat by himself?"

Ling Xiaotian frowned, looking down on Liu Wenfang's extravagant habits.

It’s good for a family to eat finely, and if you can’t finish eating on a large table, you don’t want to throw it away.

"It's not like he eats alone. It's rare for our family to get together."

Liu Wenfang retorted that she and Ling Xiaotian had no relationship as husband and wife, and she was always focused on her son and power, and she had already given up hope for Ling Xiaotian.

A heartless and ruthless man is never as effective as the power and wealth in his hands.

Ling Xiaotian twitched his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Liu Wenfang said so, but when was the food on the dinner table not all Ling Siyuan's favorite?
When eating, she wished to put all the dishes on the table into Ling Siyuan's bowl, how could they have a chance to eat?

"Eat and eat."

Seeing that Aunt Li's dishes were almost ready, Ling Xu got up first and rushed to the dining table.

Judging from the previous situation of the eldest brother's return, the first attack is the strong one, and the second attack is the disaster.

When Ling Siyuan and Liu Wenfang came to the table, he basically had no chance to move his chopsticks.

Even if Ling Siyuan couldn't eat that much, he couldn't bear Liu Wenfang's extremely regretful eyes even if he picked up some food.

"There are no rules. Your father and your elder brother haven't even served the table yet, how can you have a share? Are you a starving ghost reincarnated?"

Liu Wenfang cursed angrily, and saw a piece of dried fish on his chopsticks, which was Siyuan's favorite food.

"I didn't eat at noon."

Ling Xu stuffed the fish into his mouth unceremoniously. Like Ling Siyuan, he also liked to eat the dry pot fish cooked by Aunt Li.

Aunt Li is an expert at picking fishbone. Usually, the fish that passed her hand on the table looked intact, even a thin thorn was picked clean, so there was no need to worry about being caught by the fishbone when eating.

Moreover, the fish has no fishy smell at all, and it is delicious.

Liu Wenfang only remembered that Ling Siyuan loved to eat this fish, but never thought about him.

As long as Ling Siyuan was at the dinner table since he was a child, there must be this dry pot fish, and it didn't matter to him.

It was later that Aunt Li felt sorry for him and cooked for him several times in private. He saw that the process of picking fish bones was extremely cumbersome, and it took at least two hours to prepare a dish.

"It's you who don't eat."

Liu Wenfang's face darkened, and she pulled Ling Siyuan to sit down at the dining table, and brought the dried fish over to him and placed it in front of him.

At noon, it was the time for the press conference. Ling Xu sat in front of the TV and watched the live broadcast, and did not go downstairs to eat.

Liu Wenfang was annoyed at him, so she asked the nanny to take away his bowls and chopsticks, and ate by herself.

Ling Xu saw that the dry pot fish that he had eaten was taken away, so he curled his lips to pick up other dishes.

Aunt Li is good at cooking, and all the dishes she cooks are delicious.

And his taste is actually very similar to Ling Siyuan's, most of what Ling Siyuan likes to eat is also what he likes to eat.

It's just that Liu Wenfang didn't know about it, and she didn't bother to care about it.

"Dad, Liyou Xiaoya, come and eat quickly."

Ling Siyuan saw the food in front of him. There were more than a dozen dishes on the table, five of which surrounded his rice bowl in a ring.

It looked crowded next to him, and the rest of the table looked much empty.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiaotian got up and greeted the two daughters.

Although it's only past five o'clock, it gets dark early this season, so it's not too early to eat at this time.

(End of this chapter)