Chapter 175 The old man is jealous
Concerned about getting the ingredients delivered by the delivery guy, and sending them into the kitchen when I come back.

Leaning on the glazed platform, he said lazily, "Brother."

"Ok?"

Mu Zhanchen was cleaning the abalone, and he didn't raise his eyes when he heard the words, just said, "Just put the things there, I'll get them."

"It's snowing outside."

Concern is also when I went to pick up the ingredients and saw it snowing outside the door.

Mu Zhanchen cleaned the abalone and put it aside for later use.

Turn around and take out all the ingredients you bought, and start to process the chicken breast.

While dealing with it, he answered the question of concern, "Do you want to go out and play in the snow?"

"No, I'm afraid of the cold."

Caring refuses without hesitation.

I only went out to play in the snow when I had brain problems.

Not a child.

With a low laugh, Mu Zhanchen concentrated on handling the ingredients.

Caring didn't go out, just leaning against the kitchen door to watch Mu Zhanchen cook.

Before Mu Zhanchen called out to be concerned about getting a plate, or handing over the ingredients, she pretended not to hear.

After doing it a few times, he finally saw it clearly.

In the kitchen, don't expect care to be hands-on.

Later, I learned to ignore her and do what I should do.

When Mu Zhanchen was making the last step, the caring phone rang again.

It's Jiang Jinchuan.

Xiumei slightly frowned, turned around and went to the hall to answer the phone.

"what's up?"

"Why are you so irritable every time I call?"

Jiang Jinchuan was puzzled.

I'm not yet an adult, so I shouldn't have reached menopause so early.

"If you call, there is usually nothing good."

With a light tone of concern, she complained about him seriously.

"..."

Jiang Jinchuan felt wronged.

But he didn't complain, but said, "I found a clue. Those kidnappers seem to have contact with people from the Wang family."

"Wang family?"

Caring narrowed his eyes, feeling strange.

Isn't it the Bai family?
"It's still not sure what the situation is, maybe it's just a transaction. These people should belong to a certain organization, and that organization is very mysterious."

"Go ahead and check until you're sure."

Caring and frowning, it seems that they are not only looking for the Bai family.

That organization is also Mu Zhanchen's enemy.

"Well, that's what I thought too."

Jiang Jinchuan suddenly changed the subject, "Go and see Wan Wan, she has a sprained foot."

"..."

She knew it.

Take a worthless, uncertain lead.

Jiang Jinchuan is not a person who likes to take credit.

Calling her at this time must be something.

When I called her before, it was always to ask her to go to the police station to assist in handling the case.

It seems that recently, it is basically because of Jiang Wanwan.

"It's snowing in Nancheng now, did you know that?"

Concerned about the eyes, the voice is low.

"Wanwan was sent back by a boy."

Jiang Jinchuan's voice was a little gloomy.

I understand the concern.

Isn't this old man jealous?

Mu Zhanchen came out with the freshly prepared white grilled four treasures, and a cold dish that Caring adjusted conveniently when answering the phone.

Caring directly hung up Jiang Jinchuan's phone call.

Sitting at the dining table, Mu Zhanchen turned back and brought out two bowls of porridge and two pairs of chopsticks.

Taking the chopsticks that Mu Zhanchen handed over, he cared to take a bite, and opened his eyes slightly.

Mu Zhanchen had a really good memory.

She read it once, and he successfully cooked the dish.

I have a talent for cooking and recipes, although it is the first time I make it, the taste is not bad.

Seeing her eating happily, the smile in Mu Zhanchen's eyes deepened.

After taking two bites, he opened his mouth in concern,
"Brother, take me to Jiang Wanwan's house later."

Mu Zhanchen raised his eyes, and gave her a piece of abalone, Qingjun's brows showed two points of doubt,
"It's snowing."

"Jiang Wanwan sprained his ankle, Jiang Jinchuan asked me to take a look."

Caring lowered his head to take a bite of the dish, and said casually.

According to Jiang Jinchuan, he should have already arrived home.

It's not urgent, it's important to eat food first.

At any rate, it was the first Manchu Banquet that Mu Zhanchen made.

"You're not his nanny."

Mu Zhanchen frowned, why did he keep caring about it.

He couldn't bear to bully his little girl like this.

"I'm fucking."

Caring slowly chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, and opened his mouth loosely.

With a low laugh, Mu Zhanchen reached out and tapped on her forehead,
"nonsense."

Caring stroked the beaten head and stared at him with displeasure.

Only then did Mu Zhanchen casually add,
"How could you have such an ugly son."

-

"Ah!"

Jiang Jinchuan, who was far away in the imperial capital, sneezed for no reason.

Rubbing his nose, he glanced at the green trees blown up and down outside the window.

It's snowing in Nancheng, and the cold air is blowing to the imperial capital?

-

At night, Jiang Wanwan was alone at home, and it was difficult for Mu Zhanchen to go up.

Just wait downstairs in the car.

Caring about herself went upstairs to find Jiang Wanwan.

Knocking on the door, it didn't take long to hear the sound of bouncing inside the door.

The sound didn't stop until the door.

Jiang Wanwan opened the door to see that she was concerned, her eyes widened in surprise,

"Concern, why are you here?"

Caring Xiu raised her eyebrows and looked down at her bandaged right foot.

It's thick and round, and looks like it's broken.

"Jiang Jinchuan told you?"

Seeing her eyes looking directly at his feet, what else does Jiang Wanwan not understand?
Pouted, looking unhappy.

"Awkward?"

Caring took two steps forward and closed the door with his backhand.

He raised his hand to support her and led her to sit back on the sofa.

"No."

Jiang Wanwan lowered her head, her face was obviously not without arguing.

"He knows that there are boys sending you back, so he is not happy."

The concerned tone revealed Jiang Jinchuan's background.

Jiang Wanwan frowned at first, as if she didn't understand what the words of concern meant.

Then, a pair of eyes gradually lit up, looking at the concern in surprise.

His eyes were full of questioning and disbelief.

"You mean, he's jealous?"

"maybe."

Concern shrugs.

She is not the roundworm in Jiang Jinchuan's stomach, how would she know?
"What did the doctor say? Did you break any bones?"

Caring was not in the mood to go to Cai's daughter's house, and asked about her feet.

Jiang Wanwan shook her head, "I took a film and said no, it's just a sprained muscle, I need to rest for a few more days."

But there will be classes next week, and it may not be so easy for two days.

Knowing that the bone is not hurt, he nodded with concern.

No more talking.

He just took out two bottles from the bag he brought and handed one to Jiang Wanwan.

He said lightly, "Drink it."

Jiang Wanwan opened the bottle cap, raised her head and drank it.

It's sweet, not like sugar water, and it's very comfortable to drink.

Smash your mouth and ask what it is.

"Pure dew."

Caring didn't lift his head, and unscrewed the cap from the bottle in the other hand.

He bent down and untied the bandages on Jiang Wanwan's feet.

Although Jiang Wanwan was curious about what she was going to do, but out of trust in Caring, she didn't ask.

Until Caring poured the liquid in the other bottle into the palm of his hand and pushed it away on the red and swollen ankle.

Jiang Wanwan hurriedly bent down to take the bottle.

"I'll do it myself."

How can care be made to do such a thing?

(End of this chapter)

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