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The nanny quickly brought new slippers for Ding Changlin. Jiang Meili looked at Ding Changlin, smiled and said, "Take this place like your own home, don't be restrained."

"Thank you, Secretary Jiang, thank you." Ding Changlin said nothing but thanks, but he couldn't say anything else.

"At home, I call Aunt Jiang, Uncle Qin, my child is not a few years younger than you." Jiang Meili continued to say enthusiastically. It seems that her policy of gentleness had been planned long ago. She and Qin Fangze really believed in Master Zhizhen's words. If they knew that it was just a calculation by Fang Shenghai, what would they do?

Ding Changlin muttered in his heart, but he did not dare to show any expression on his face. The better Jiang Meili treats him, the more he will stick to the secret designed by Fang Shenghai.

After Ding Changlin changed into the new slippers brought by the nanny, Jiang Meili went back into the kitchen. Qin Fangze shouted to the nanny: "Yinhua, make a cup of tea for Changlin."

The nanny looked at Ding Changlin again. She must be even more surprised. Why are Qin Fangze and Jiang Meili both treat Ding Changlin so well? He is just a secretary.

Ding Changlin was indeed moved and a little uncomfortable, but when he came so empty-handed, the other person not only did not dislike him, but instead treated him as his family. Even if he knew what they wanted, Ding Changlin was willing to give everything for them. At this time, Ding Changlin really thought that, a soldier died for his confidant, and this kind of heroism suddenly rose in Ding Changlin's heart. This feeling was real and real, and he could not deceive others. Instead, he was grateful to Fang Shenghailai.

When Jiang Meili came out of the kitchen, she had already taken off her cooking apron and the nanny brought the soup to the restaurant. Ding Changlin got up and wanted to help the nanny serve the dishes. Jiang Meili smiled and said, "Changlin, sit down, the kitchen is where women enter. I never let Fang Ze enter the kitchen. Do you know why?"

Ding Changlin didn't know that no matter how Qin Fangze and Jiang Meili treated him as their family, the strangeness between him and them had not been eliminated, and it would be difficult for him to really dissolve into this family for a while.

Whether Ding Changlin was grateful or bold, he was also posing. Jiang Meili, who took off her apron, still dared not look at her, nor did she dare to look up, stared at the table and said in a small voice: "Auntie Jiang, I don't know."

Qin Fangze looked at Jiang Meili with a pampered and proud look on his face, and took Ding Changlin's words and said: "Your theory is liked by a man, so let Changlin listen. Changlin, remember that the kitchen is the point where women enter. In the future, if you find a wife, you must train her well. Women who refuse to enter the kitchen should not marry them.

Jiang Meili glanced at Qin Fangze gently. Although Ding Changlin only dared to look at the table, Yu Guang was still paying attention to the couple. They were political fellows. Unexpectedly, they were so harmonious at home. This made Ding Changlin think of Wen Siyu again. If she didn't go abroad and if there were no Wen Lili's posts, he and she would definitely be married now. After all, she was pregnant with him and her parents who were looking forward to holding their grandson would be so happy.

When Ding Changlin was thinking about Wen Siyu, Jiang Meili said: "Changlin, the kitchen is relatively small, and the kitchen is very broken. Why are women usually meticulous? Because the kitchen is the place for women to use. If you men change the configuration God gives you, your heart will become smaller and narrower and your vision will become narrower. This is the reason why I never let you Uncle Qin enter the kitchen.

Changlin, you will spend some time with Uncle Qin first. I hope you will share the same honor and disgrace as your family.”

Ding Changlin didn't expect that Jiang Meili would pick up the words so thoroughly when she met on the first day of the first meal. She quickly said, "Auntie Jiang, I am still young. I need more guidance from you and Uncle Qin in everything. I will definitely grow up as soon as possible under your guidance."

Seeing that Ding Changlin was still very nervous, Qin Fangze couldn't help laughing, looking at Jiang Meili and said, "Meimei, I can have some bar today. Changlin has come to home. Seeing that you are happy, you only cook when the child comes back. I will enjoy Changlin's glory today and have a good taste." As he said, Qin Fangze shouted again, "Yinhua, bring some good wine, and I will have some wine with Changlin."

Ding Changlin was already moved so much that he didn't know what to say, and stuttered: "I, I, I must work hard and work hard."

"Just work hard, don't care about anything else. Aunt Jiang is a workaholic. Come on, Meili. Look at this table, which was arranged by Changlin." Qin Fangze didn't know when he brought the work plan back, and handed it to Jiang Meili in front of Ding Changlin.

Ding Changlin thought about arranging this form for a long time. Seeing that Qin Fangze finally talked about work, his nervous mood became much more relaxed, so he dared to look up at Jiang Meili.

Jiang Meili looked at this table as seriously as Qin Fangze. In fact, there was nothing special. It was just about which direction to go, what dates to go, or something, but she still didn't blink. It seemed that Qin Fangze's dependence on this lady was reasonable. She must have her extraordinary side. A woman can be the deputy secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission and must be versatile to avoid making enemies on all sides.

Jiang Meili looked at it for about ten minutes, and she just had a table like this.

Ding Changlin was so nervous that he was at a loss, thinking that he must have disappointed Jiang Meili. Unexpectedly, Qin Fangze looked at him and said, "Don't be nervous, you have arranged it very well. Come on, make the soup yourself, your aunt Jiang is still trying to figure out why you have arranged it like this."

When Qin Fangze said this, Jiang Meili suddenly laughed, glared at Qin Fangze, and said coquettishly: "I am surprised and guessing why Changlin had to arrange this way, come, come, Changlin, have some soup."

Jiang Meili actually stood up and personally added soup to Ding Changlin. Ding Changlin was so scared that he quickly stood up, looking at Jiang Meili and said, "Auntie Jiang, I will do it myself, I will do it myself."

"You are a hero. I must add this soup to you." Jiang Meili smiled sincerely, and without Gu Ding Changlin's nervousness, she added a bowl of soup to him.

"Changlin, your arrangement is just right for your Aunt Jiang. It's not in vain that she cooks the soup for you personally. She cooks this fish in person. She is not afraid of you making jokes. I haven't eaten this dish for half a year. Look, how partial your Aunt Jiang is." Qin Fangze said, laughing.

The couple sang and reconciled each other, and did not treat him as their secretary at all. While Ding Changlin was really moved, Ding Changlin was also puzzled, why did his plan hit Jiang Meili's heart? She thought about it the same as him?

When Ding Changlin thought so, although his nervous heart faded, he still looked at Jiang Meili with confusion.
Chapter completed!