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Chapter 48

Zhan Yin remembered the video sent to him by his grandmother. Haitong was concentrating on weaving the handicrafts, which was particularly charming.

He didn't admit it. He looked it over and over again several times, and he had to admit it in his heart that a woman who was focused on doing something and was full of confidence exuded a charming temperament all over her body, like a big magnet, attracting the attention of others.

People say that a confident woman is the most beautiful.

In Haitong, you can indeed see confidence at all times.

She is a very strong and self-reliant woman.

"I don't know the smell of vinegar when I grow up so old, and I won't know about it in the future... Haven't you been sleeping?"

Zhan Yin suddenly saw Haitong walking in from the balcony, and he was stunned for a moment.

Zhan Yichen said, "I'm going to bed. Before going to bed, I call my elder brother and go to bed later."

Zhan Yin broke the call.

Zhan Yichen: "..."m.

"I sat on the balcony and fell asleep unknowingly. You woke me up when you talk to someone."

Zhan Yin frowned and said to her: "The night is as cold as water, be careful of catching a cold."

"Thank you for your concern."

Haitong yawned, "Mr. Zhan, I'll go to bed first."

I didn't tell Zhan Yin much about what happened tonight.

Zhan Yin didn't say anything and watched her return to the room.

I was not sure if she had heard what he and Zhan Yichen said, how much did she hear?

Alas, in his territory, there was an extra person named wife, which made Zhan Yin feel that his private life had lost his privacy.

The next day, when he was having breakfast, Zhan Yin knew how much Haitong heard, because there was a bottle of vinegar next to his breakfast that he had not used much.

The breakfast Haitong made today was cooking noodles.

The couple each had a big bowl, and each of them had a fried poached egg on top of the noodles.

There are also chopped green onion, coriander and some shredded pork.

Haitong took out a bottle of Lao Gan Ma from the kitchen. She unscrewed the lid, slashed a little Lao Gan Ma with chopsticks into the noodles, and pushed Lao Gan Ma in front of Zhan Yin, "Do you want to add a little? This way the noodles will be more delicious."

"No, thank you."

Zhan Yin refused.

Haitong twisted the lid back, put Lao Ganma aside, took the bottle of vinegar, opened the lid, poured it into his own noodles, and said, "When I eat noodles, I like to put some vinegar, it is sour and delicious."

Zhan Yin didn't speak.

"Who did Mr. Zhan tell you last night that you don't know the taste of vinegar? Let's try it now, I'll add some for you."

Without waiting for him to agree, Haitong poured vinegar into his bowl of noodles, then covered the bottle, put the bottle of vinegar next to Lao Ganma, picked up the chopsticks and said to her husband, "Eat it."

Zhan Yin looked at her for a moment before picking up the chopsticks and eating the noodles she cooked. The taste of vinegar was a little sour, but as she said, it was sour and delicious.

“How is it?”

"acid."

Zhan Yin answered instinctively.

"This is the taste of vinegar, sour! Mr. Zhan has tasted it. Don't tell people that they don't know the taste of vinegar when they grow up so old. People will suspect that your IQ is not as good as a three-year-old child."

Zhan Yin:...
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