After Feng Feng lived here, he never went home to spend the night. [26nbsp;] The opposite side was silent for a moment, and then Ye Jia said, "Okay." Feng Feng hung up the phone, and heard him repeatedly reminding him: "Xiaofeng, you must be careful."

Feng Feng nodded and hung up the phone. She said that Zhuzhu had something to do, but it was not a lie - Zhuzhu's mother-in-law's birthday, but it was tomorrow. If she wanted to disturb Zhuzhu, it had to be tomorrow.

She walked past the lawn and the wooden gate, tears flowed down, and she went to stay in the hotel for one night.

The rich dishes were already on the table. Mrs. Ye saw her son looking around at the door again and again, and then she walked back as if she had made a phone call.

When she saw her son coming in, she deliberately ignored his look and said, "Son, all the food tonight was done by Jiani, and her craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Ye Jia nodded casually and sat down. Mrs. Ye was still talking nonsensely in the face of the dishes on the table, and was in a happy mood - today, Feng Feng finally stopped going home. This is really a good start. This is not her home. She is also a woman. She knows very well that if a woman often doesn't want to go home if she has something to do, it means she is guilty. According to Ye Jia's stupid personality, the two will soon have conflicts. At that time, are they still afraid that Lin Jiani will not have a chance?

She wanted to fight without blood, and she was even more unwilling to confront her son head-on. Feng Feng was able to retreat step by step by step, which was the ideal result. Such poor women had to deal with them with money.

There was also a bottle of fresh flower arrangement on the dining table, which was made by Lin Jiani, full of the warm home atmosphere. On the dining table, brand new silverware tableware, excellent crystal cups, and "salt shrimp" with good colors. Mrs. Ye looked at her son and Lin Jiani. Only such people can be coordinated with such an environment.

"Brother Ye, you eat this..." Lin Jiani enthusiastically carried him prawns.

Ye Jia smiled and pulled the prawns in the bowl aside: "Jiani, thank you for your kindness, but I don't like eating prawns. You don't have to trouble making this again in the future."

Lin Jiani's smile froze, and Mrs. Ye hurriedly smiled and smoothed out: "Son, how can you let down Jiani's good skills? Eat one..."

"No, I don't like eating."

The prawns in the crystal plate began to look less beautiful.

Ye Jia looked at the dishes on the table and his smile did not change at all: "I remember that I haven't eaten the pork ribs and mung bean soup made by Xiaofeng for a long time. Jiani, next time you come to visit, I will ask Xiaofeng to make it for you. Don't be lucky to do it. After all, the door is a guest, so the host should treat you. These days, Xiaofeng has been idle and is becoming more and more lazy. Haha, I don't want my wife to become a lazy person in the future..."
Chapter completed!