After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

Infected by everyone's enthusiasm, Zhang Ning finally compromised, raised his glass, and clinked it lightly with Zhu Feiwan.

Xu Lili also joined in this simple celebration. The three of them clinked glasses and heard the crisp clinking of glasses. Su Yan still insisted on not drinking and held the juice in his hand tightly.

He silently calculated in his mind that as a surgeon, if his alcohol level exceeded the limit, it would mean he would not be able to perform surgery for the next three days. This risk was something he could not afford, especially on a weekday.

Therefore, no matter how harmonious the atmosphere is, he must stick to his principles.

The others did not force it and enjoyed the wine and food.

Soon, one after another exquisite and tempting dishes slowly unfolded on the table like a scroll.

Zhu Feiwan gently picked up a piece of golden, crispy stinky tofu and put it into his mouth.

Why does the flavor of this stinky tofu resemble the taste she remembered having on that night with Lu Huaijin?

Su Yan, who was standing aside, always stayed away from such heavy-tasting food.

He just sat quietly and watched them.

Occasionally, he would pick up a few light dishes for Zhu Feiwan.

Zhang Ning was filled with gratitude for Zhu Feiwan's help but was unable to express himself in words.

He could only try to express his gratitude through drinking cup after cup of mellow wine.

He raised the glass to his lips, his voice choking a little: "Lawyer Zhu, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have to say goodbye to the operating table I love so much in this life! You are my second parent. Zhang Ning has no way to repay this kindness. I can only drink this wine. I'll drink another glass!"

"Take your time. Don't rush."

Zhu Feiwan smiled slightly and only tasted a little, with no intention of drinking it all.

On the other side, the smoke from the courtroom had just dissipated, and Wen Xuemei was led away by Liu Kuan.

Wen's mother was filled with worry, and she hurriedly pulled Chang Wenjuan to follow closely, fearing that her daughter might encounter some accident.

A convertible sports car was parked quietly in the parking lot.

Sitting in the car was a man with a noble and mysterious temperament, playing with an exquisite Swiss army knife in his hand. The sharp blade reflected a cold light in the dim light.

"Master, the person has been brought here."

As soon as Liu Kuan finished speaking, Lu Huaijin suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed directly on Wen Xuemei.

"It seems that you are not very interested in becoming the daughter-in-law of the Lu family and Lu Cunli's wife? Hmm?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression full of dissatisfaction and disappointment.

Wen Xuemei's heart trembled, and she quickly explained: "Brother, listen to me..."

"I don't like to hear explanations, Wen Xuemei, you should understand your own identity. You are just a chess piece I placed beside Lu Cunli. As a chess piece, you are not qualified to plan your every move! But in court, you dare to act on your own and set a trap for me to make me your witness?"

Lu Huaijin's voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion.

"I...I just want to win..."

Wen Xuemei pursed her lips tightly, curled up slightly, and looked very helpless.

"Brother, I was wrong. I will never make the same mistake again. Please give me another chance."

"come over."

"Yes." Wen Xuemei took a step forward tremblingly, but the next moment, Lu Huaijin suddenly raised his foot and kicked her fiercely in the abdomen.

The force of the blow was so great that Wen Xuemei fell to the ground, and the pain made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Remember this lesson. It won't be so easy next time."

Lu Huaijin was still furious and slammed the car door.

Liu Kuan immediately started the car and drove away from the scene at high speed.

Only after the car disappeared into the distance did Wen's mother arrive breathlessly and anxiously hug her daughter: "Xuemei, what happened? Why did he hurt you?"

Wen Xuemei covered her aching abdomen, held back tears and shook her head: "It's okay, Mom, I asked for it."

Chang Wenjuan, who was standing by, felt mixed emotions and was at a loss as to what to do: "How about I call Li'er and ask him to take Xuemei to the hospital?"

"Okay, Auntie, I do feel very uncomfortable." Wen Xuemei responded in a low voice, her face pale.

"Okay, I'll call right away." Chang Wenjuan replied with concern and quickly took out her cell phone.

.........

"Master, are we going back to the First Mansion or to the company?"

While driving, Liu Kuan asked cautiously.

"Return to the First Mansion."

.........

When Lu Huaijin stepped into the kitchen of the First Mansion, all the servants in the house were shocked.

Lu Huaijin had never been involved in cooking in his life, so it was rare for him to take the initiative to step into the kitchen.

He slowly tied on his apron. To the servants, this scene was undoubtedly an unprecedented spectacle.

"Master, just tell us what you need and we will prepare it."

"Yes, how can you do it yourself?"

The servants were talking to each other, their faces full of surprise and confusion.

"Stop talking so much and wait for me outside."

Lu Huaijin waved his hand impatiently. The servants did not dare to disobey and left the kitchen one after another.

Only Lu Huaijin was left. He opened the refrigerator door and began to concentrate on kneading the dough and fermenting it according to the video tutorial posted on the refrigerator. Although the series of actions seemed a little unfamiliar, they revealed an unusual seriousness and persistence.

Time passed quietly, and after about half an hour, Lu Huaijin gradually found the feel for it and started making the first small and cute pig-shaped lava bun.

The first attempt was a little clumsy, but the speed and skill improved significantly afterwards.

Just as he was immersed in the joy of making it, Liu Kuan knocked gently on the kitchen door, walked in respectfully, stood one meter away, and reported: "Master, as far as I know, Miss Zhu and her friends are currently in Zuo'an. To celebrate Zhang Ning's acquittal, they seem to have drunk some alcohol..."

"Zhu Feiwan drank too?"

Lu Huaijin's tone trembled slightly.

"I drank a lot..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but pause what he was doing.

Alcohol is a sensitive topic for him.

Especially when he thought about Zhu Feiwan being alone with Su Yan after getting drunk, he couldn't calm down because of what might happen next.

After a moment of silence, he untied his apron and gave instructions: "Prepare the car. At the same time, steam these buns and send them to Qinyuan."

At this moment on the Left Bank, Zhu Feiwan was still moderate in his drinking at first, enjoying the atmosphere of being slightly tipsy yet sober.

"Zuo'an, as a representative of Yunnan cuisine, suddenly added a dish of Hunan stinky tofu. What does this mean? Is it a new attempt at innovation and integration?"

"It's already difficult for the other dishes to remain the same, not to mention that this restaurant has been completely transformed since it got a new owner, and the taste has improved day by day. Don't argue over this piece of stinky tofu. We won't try it. Why bother yourself?"

The friend advised, his eyes full of approval for the changes in the store.

"It is said that the boss's former partner had a special liking for the dishes in this restaurant. They could always be seen sharing delicious food here on anniversaries or ordinary days. Unfortunately, the boss's partner passed away. In order to commemorate that deep love, he resolutely decided to buy the entire store. He often sits alone in the old seat in a daze when he misses his partner."