After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"I'll go with you,"

The man walked in, steering a wheelchair. His exquisite face looked even more delicate and dazzling under the sunlight.

He was talking to the old man, but his eyes were on Luo Yang.

Luo Yang met those gentle black eyes, and couldn't suppress the sweet smile in their eyes.

Mrs. Lu saw the expressions of the two and was filled with relief.

Whether you love or not, you can’t hide it from others.

When the old man saw Lu Jingci, he was like a mouse seeing a cat.

"No, no, I still have to go out and plant flowers. You guys can have fun by yourselves."

As he spoke, he turned around and left quickly without waiting for Lu Jingci to answer.

The servant waiting at the door followed after receiving Uncle Qiao's instructions.

Luo Yang looked at the old man's fleeing back and looked at Lu Jingci with a smile.

"Why is the old man so afraid of you? What did you do to him?"

Lu Jingci curled his lips and looked at Luo Yang, saying lightly.

"I played a few games of chess with him."

After playing a few games of chess, the old man became like this?

Luo Yang was obviously a little suspicious.

"When the old man saw the young master playing chess with him, he sat opposite him and insisted on playing chess with the young master."

Uncle Qiao smiled and explained to Luo Yang.

"In the end, he lost every game within a few minutes. In the end, the old man cheated and messed up the chessboard, but the young master restored the original chessboard and let him continue playing."

The old man's face turned blue.

It turned out to be the case.

Imagining how the old man was tortured to the point of having no desire to live but unable to leave, Luo Yang couldn't help but laugh softly.

Mrs. Lu also had a smile on her face.

The atmosphere is harmonious and warm.

After checking the time, Mrs. Lu took Luo Yang's hand and stood up from the sofa.

"Let's go and see what this brat has done."

restaurant.

Bacon-wrapped asparagus, black pepper steak, thick-cut egg rolls... yam and pork ribs congee.

Luo Yang has a Chinese stomach, and this breakfast was obviously made according to her appetite and her morning preferences, but she did not look very happy.

"Ah Ci, did you do all this yourself?"

The voice was muffled, and no emotion could be heard.

"Um,"

Lu Jingci took in all the changes in Luo Yang's expression, and his deep voice was filled with undisguised tenderness.

"If you don't like it, that's okay, I'll make something else tomorrow."

As long as she gave him a chance, he was willing to keep changing it until she liked it.

Before Lu Jingci finished speaking, Luo Yang looked at him.

"like!"

The corners of her mouth curled up into a smile again and she said seriously.

"I just like it so much that I don't know how to express it."

Lu Jingci saw that Luo Yang was not lying, so he walked up to her, held her hand, and sat down.

"If you like it, try it."

Old Madam Lu sat at the top, still with a gentle smile on her face. She didn't look at the two of them, nor did she plan to participate.

I just looked at the exquisitely presented, delicious breakfast in front of me with great interest.

When did this kid learn this skill?

In order to please his wife, he would do anything.

Still the same taste.

Luo Yang lowered her head and ate breakfast. The familiar taste filled her mouth and her heart.

She had eaten this kind of breakfast countless times.

It was only after a lifetime that I realized that these were all made by A Ci himself.

A Ci's love for her was expressed in every detail, but Luo Yang in her previous life knew nothing.

In other words, even if I know, I don’t care.

This is what is called a blindness.

The sour thoughts were interrupted by a bowl of porridge handed to me, and the man's softest and deep voice sounded in my ears.

"It's about the right temperature, ready to eat."

If possible, he would rather feed her.

But Lu Jingci knew that Yangyang would feel uncomfortable in front of her grandmother.

Mrs. Lu felt a pang of pain in her teeth when she looked at her grandson.

Tsk tsk, it looks worthless.