In the end of the world, there is a spring and space

Chapter 301 Still Pimple Soup

Judging from Xijing's report, Ling Yanwei's starting point today was not because of the clue of the meteorite, but only because of the woman named "Ling Luo".

"Captain Ling called her sister," Xijing added.

Shao Shengyang frowned deeply, and said suspiciously: "Ling Luo? His surname is also Ling, but I haven't heard that Ling Yi has a daughter? Could it be a relative?"

The specific news has not been verified.

"Captain Ling's attitude towards her is very unusual." Shao Yanzhi also spoke.

But what he meant when he opened his mouth was that Ling Yanwei attached great importance to "Ling Luo", and at the same time reminded Shao Shengyang not to act rashly.

"Xijing, collect more information, this Ling Luo's strength is not simple." Shao Shengyang finished speaking meaningfully.

Then he let out a cold "hum", glared at Shao Yanzhi who was standing next to him, and didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

Compared to the dignified atmosphere of the government, Ling Yi's home was a bit more lively.

"Weiwei! That's sugar!" Yan Ruohan exclaimed from time to time in the kitchen.

Ling Yanwei, who couldn't tell the difference between salt and sugar, finally cooked a bowl of pimple soup, which looked quite appetizing.

Neither Ling Yi nor Yan Ruohan had ever received this kind of treatment, asking Ling Yanwei to cook for them.

The four of Li Muyang even stared at the pimple soup on the table.

Only Luo Ziqing, who was sitting at the table, picked up the spoon unhurriedly, scooped up the pimple soup, and ate it.

The six pairs of eyes around her stared at her motionlessly, watching her reaction all the time.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Ruohan asked anxiously seeing that Luo Ziqing had no special reaction after drinking the soup.

In fact, what she wanted to ask in her heart was "Can I eat it?"

Before Luo Ziqing could answer, Ling Yanwei came out of the kitchen, looked at Luo Ziqing, who seemed to be looking at rare animals, and said, "What are you doing? Are you letting people eat?"

When Ling Yanwei spoke, Li Muyang and the others naturally didn't dare to say anything, and left without hesitation.

Ling Yi is a big man, so he didn't stay any longer, and found an excuse to go to the bedroom to rest.

Only when Yan Ruohan was about to leave, she worriedly said to Luo Ziqing, "Son, if it's really impossible, don't force yourself."

The earnest expression in his words was because he was really afraid that Luo Ziqing would have a bad stomach after eating his daughter's pimple soup.

Luo Ziqing, who was still drinking the soup by himself, finally couldn't help the smile on his face, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ling Yanwei beside him.

Seeing that she was staring at him, he suppressed the smile on his lips again.

In fact, Ling Yanwei's "pimple soup" tastes good, but it's been a long time since I made it, and I can't tell the seasonings clearly. Fortunately, Yan Ruohan gave me advice, and there were no major problems.

"Is it delicious?" Even though she had made pimple soup for Luo Ziqing many times, Ling Yanwei still asked expectantly.

"I haven't eaten for a long time," Luo Ziqing said softly, but did not answer her question directly.

"I" Ling Yanwei knew that she was using this method to blame herself for leaving without saying goodbye.

She tried to explain, but found that she had nothing to explain.

She was indeed afraid at the time, afraid that Luo Ziqing would be hurt again because of protecting herself.

"You have grown up," Luo Zi said flatly.

"I'm sorry." Ling Yanwei lowered her head and grabbed Luo Ziqing's clothes, she was really afraid that Luo Ziqing would get angry.

"It's been hard these days!" Looking at her apologetic look, Luo Ziqing sighed softly, but after all, he couldn't bear to blame her.

(End of this chapter)