The vicious mother brought her villain child to play badly in the baby show

"Uncle, were you very familiar with my mother?" Lu Chengze looked at Rongzhe innocently and asked curiously.

"Yes, uncle and your mother grew up together. We often played together when we were young. Your mother had the temper of a little princess when she was young." When Rong Zhe mentioned Ye Bei's childhood, there was more tenderness and pampering in his eyes.

"When things don't go her way, she gets angry and ignores you, and it takes a long time to coax you."

"When your mother was little, she looked well behaved, but in fact, she was always getting into trouble. Your uncle and I always took the blame for her."

"It happened a long time ago. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten a lot of it." Ye Bei held the cup, took a sip of water, pursed her lips and smiled.

Rong Zhe brought up the past only to treat her as the original owner.

It’s a pity that she is not the original owner, and these things can’t bring back any memories or emotional changes for her.

"Yes, I have forgotten many things in the past ten years. If I had not gone abroad, perhaps our relationship would not be as estranged as it is now. But now these things are in the past."

He turned his head and looked at Ye Bei affectionately, his eyes as hot as volcanic magma.

There was a dull pain in his heart. After all these years, he felt as if there was a huge chasm between him and Ye Bei.

Her relationship with him used to be better than that with her biological brother Ye Chi, but now it has become so distant.

These days, the face that lingered in his mind was Ye Bei's. Whenever he turned on the TV or his mobile phone, he couldn't help but want to know everything about Ye Bei.

He had forced himself to convince himself not to have anything to do with Ye Bei anymore, but he still couldn't control his heart.

Seeing Ye Bei and Lu Tingyan going out together, he still felt unwilling, and the seed of jealousy made him crazy.

"Is Ye Chi okay now? I haven't seen him in so many days at home."

Ye Bei pursed her lips, "He's quite busy. He's usually on set filming now."

"Uncle, can you help Xiaoze get some vegetables? I can't reach them." Xiaoze suddenly spoke.

"it is good."

Rongzhe narrowed his eyes slightly, put down his chopsticks and held the serving chopsticks. With his other hand, he held a large colander, scooped out the meat and vegetables from the spoon, and put them into Xiaoze's bowl.

"Hey, uncle, please give me the spoon and chopsticks. I want to scoop up my food myself, too." Xiaoze stared at the chopsticks and colander in his hands.

"Well, then be careful not to burn your hands." Rong Zhe said in a gentle voice.

Xiaoze's eyes rolled, and he took the spoon from Rongzhe's hand obediently and sensibly, and said crisply: "Thank you, uncle, you are so kind, it seems that you were also very good to mom in the past."

"Uncle is a very good person, and Xiaoze likes you very much, too."

Ye Bei stared at Lu Chengze, a smile in her eyes.

She couldn't help but be curious.

What on earth is going on in the little guy's mind?

Rongzhe felt very happy when he heard him say that.

I originally thought that Lu Chengze was Lu Tingyan's son, and I always felt a little uncomfortable looking at this child.

However, the child in front of me is well-behaved and sensible, with a chubby little face. He looks a bit like Ye Bei between his eyebrows and eyes, and his little mouth is as sweet as honey. Who can not like such a child?

"Uncle, I'll get you some food."

He stood on the chair and steadily put the dish into Rongzhe's bowl, "Hehe, my mother likes to eat this spicy hot pot base the most when she is at home."

"Uncle, you grew up with my mom, and we've been neighbors since we were little. And Grandma Zhang has a very good relationship with my grandmother, so you must have had a very good relationship when you were little."

"I heard from Grandma Zhang that my mother often went to your house for dinner. I think your taste should be the same as my mother's."

Lu Chengze's words seemed to be constantly declaring that he and Ye Bei were the closest people and should be together.

Rongzhe felt very comfortable after hearing this, "Yes, Xiaoze is right."

I felt more favorable towards Xiaoze. Lu Tingyan is a good son.

"Thank you, uncle. No, Xiaoze should call you Uncle Rongzhe. Mom, what Xiaoze said is right, right?" Xiaoze turned his head and glanced at Ye Bei.

Ye Bei held her forehead and smiled, "Of course."

"In my mother's eyes, Uncle Rongzhe and Uncle Ye Chi are the same."

Rongzhe patted Xiaoze's head and was in a good mood, "Your mother is right."

As long as I can get close to Ye Bei, it doesn't matter if I start with the relationship as the child's uncle.

"Uncle, eat quickly, Xiaoze is full. You and mom haven't eaten much. Let me serve some for you." He poured all the beef and mutton on the table into the spicy hot pot.

He put all his strength into putting food into Rongzhe's bowl.

Rong Zhe next to him was sweating profusely while eating, and his mouth was as red as two sausages.

Rongzhe kept drinking water from the cup.

Lu Chengze smiled while he wasn't paying attention.

You still want to pursue his mother?

Just a dream.

Xiaoze stared at Rongzhe with his obsidian eyes, blinking, "Uncle Rongzhe, you don't seem to like spicy food, so don't force yourself."

"At home, my father, my brother and I don't like spicy food. Only my mother likes it. But she doesn't eat it at home to take care of us. She only eats it freely when we are out."

"I thought you were like mom, growing up together, having the same interests and liking spicy food."

Rong Zhe was sweating and his throat was stinging from the spiciness. He waved his hand and explained, "If you love to eat, you just need to slow down."

As he said this, he picked up the chopsticks again and stuffed the food into his mouth.

He knows it!

Ye Bei must have had a very frustrating life in the Lu family over the years, and she couldn't even enjoy her favorite dishes.

He must have a good meal with Ye Bei.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Rong Zhe was choked by the intense spiciness and started coughing violently.

Ozawa quickly and considerately picked up the pot of water next to him and poured it into his cup.

"Uncle, drink some water quickly, don't choke."

Rongzhe's eyes were red from choking. He reached out to take the water handed to him by Xiaoze and gulped down several cups.

Suddenly he thought of something, looked up at Ye Bei, and then looked at Lu Chengze.

This kid wasn't trying to provoke him on purpose.

He always felt something was not right.

Lu Chengze looked at Rongzhe innocently, his big round eyes were innocent and pure, his face was supported by his little hands, and his little face was squeezed into a ball of flesh.

"Uncle Rongzhe, are you okay?"

He frowned slightly and said with great worry.

Rongzhe stared at his harmless face and felt inexplicably ashamed.

Ozawa is still a child!

He is too shameless and too petty!

I actually doubted such a cute, young child.

"Ahem...I'm fine."

Rongzhe's face was numb and his forehead was sweating uncontrollably. Tears fell and he wiped them away with paper.

My chest felt like it was on fire, especially my buttocks, which were burning with pain.

After finally finishing the meal, the group left the hot pot restaurant.

Ye Bei stared at Rong Zhe, whose face was stiff, and couldn't help wanting to laugh, "Brother Rong Zhe, we are going to continue shopping. Do you want to go shopping again?"

Rongzhe now feels like his abdomen is burning and his buttocks are pricking with needles.