C205 (1/2)
Long Zhenghao's stomach started to growl. He wasn't a shy person, so he didn't say anything else and stood up from the bed to walk downstairs. Ling Mengzhu was overjoyed and immediately followed him.
When Madam Ling saw Long Zhenghao come down, she was overjoyed. She pulled his arm as they walked towards the dining room. ”Zhenghao, hurry up and sit down to eat. I've bought a lot of things you like to eat.”
”Cough, cough …” Ling Mengzhu gave a few reminders and coughed a few times, using her gaze to kill Mrs. Ling. The meaning was clear, she had cried out the wrong words. She had always called Long Zhenghao Mr. Long the same as she did. It had only been a short while, but she had already changed to address him as ”Zhenghao” and called him quite affectionately. Was this brought along by Hu Chang, or was it because of the secret she just revealed?
”What are you coughing about? Zhenghao is originally one of us, why do you keep calling him Mr. Long? Madam Ling knew what her daughter was thinking. This was very good. The only bad thing was that she was too direct with her words. Was it necessary to clarify things in front of everyone? Once again, she regretted telling Mrs. Ling the truth.
”Yeah, yeah. We're all on the same side, aren't we, Zhenghao?” Hu Chang jeered from the side.
Long Zhenghao quickly held his breath and looked at Ling Dreamy Pearl, smiling as he nodded his head, ”Yes …” ”Yes.”
What do you know? You can call it 'yes'. Ling Mengzhu rolled her eyes in her heart and followed the rest of the people into the dining hall. He couldn't accept it. Why did everyone like to treat Long Zhenghao like an emperor? He was obviously very cold and impatient.
”Zhenghao, this is your favorite fish belly. There's also the braised pork ribs and green peppers. Here, I've made them for you.” Madam Ling placed Long Zhenghao on a chair and helped him to fill a handful of dishes.
This time, not only was everyone surprised, even Long Zhenghao himself was puzzled. Usually, although Madam Ling treated him well, she also treated him well. But because of politeness, wasn't today a little too good? Did something bad happen again? In his memory, only when Ling Mengzhu was planning to do bad things and doing bad things would she be especially passionate towards him.
After sneaking a glance at Ling Meng Pearl, he realized that she was sitting on the chair picking the rice in the bowl one by one. It was as if he suffered so much, he didn't do anything to her just now right? Just as he was wondering what she was feeling wronged about, Ling Mengzhu suddenly raised her chopsticks and yelled, ”Mom, where's my Steamed Bun Ribs?”
”It has been made into a red-braised pork chop.” The one who spoke was Wang Xiang. Wang Xiang, who nearly burst into laughter from laughing so much as to hold back his laughter.
”What about my fried garlic with beef?” Ling Mengzhu's grievances grew even more vigorous as she stared at the share of green peppers with both eyes.
”It was made into cow-willow green peppers.” Wang Xiang finally couldn't hold back her laughter. Ling Mengzhu's face turned green, of course she knew! What made her depressed was why Mrs. Ling had been so nice to Long Zhenghao all of a sudden. Was it because he was her ex-husband? His ex-husband was not his current husband, so how could he be so passionate?
Ling Mengzhu picked up a piece of red-braised pork chop, and waved it in front of Madam Ling. As she was doing it, she was extremely dissatisfied and said furiously, ”Mom, are you doing this to me? Even if this place isn't my home, there's no need for you to be like this, right? ”
”Isn't it just a steamed pork chop? Mom will make it for you tomorrow.” Mrs. Ling pushed her back into her chair and gave her two pieces of cow-willow. Then he returned to his seat under the watchful eyes of the crowd, feeling a little guilty.
At the dinner table, Hu Chang pestered Long Zhenghao about what had happened inside the hospital. Ling Mengzhu and Wang Xiang talked about job hunting techniques, but only Madam Ling interjected and answered, but she spent most of her time eating.
Long Zhenghao was as calm as usual, but he talked more than usual. Hu Chang always had the ability to make him talk. Furthermore, she would occasionally be able to make him laugh. This was something that Ling Mengzhan could not do no matter how hard she tried.
The unsatisfied Mrs. Ling suddenly looked at Long Zhenghao with a smile and said, ”Zhenghao, you need to eat more. You're just in time, you won't be able to keep up with your nutrition. If the taste isn't good, tell me. I'll pay attention next time.”
Ling Mengzhu stopped eating and looked at Mrs. Ling warily. As long as Mrs. Ling opened her mouth to speak, she would be very nervous. This was because she had never regretted speaking the truth, afraid that she would accidentally reveal the truth to her.
When Long Zhenghao looked at Madam Ling, he saw the nervous look on Ling Mengzhan's face. A puzzled look flashed across his eyes as he shook his head and smiled, ”It's alright, I'm used to eating. I'm not picky with food.”
No matter how rich he was, or how precious the food was, it was impossible for him to eat outside every day.
Mrs. Ling nodded her head in satisfaction, and then said, ”By the way, Mr. Long, I don't think I've ever heard you mention your family. Where do they live? Why haven't I seen them come to see you? ”
”Mom, why are you asking this? ”Don't ask.” Ling Mengzhu tugged at Madam Ling's arm. Of course, she knew why they were here. She just wanted to ask him a few questions about his background, questions that Mrs. Ling obviously wasn't interested in!
Mrs. Ling was displeased. She turned around and glared at her. It's not a secret, is it? ”Zhenghao?” The latter half of the sentence had been said by Long Zhenghao, but her expression kept changing.
Long Zhenghao only smiled and said, ”It's alright, my parents passed away the year before last. Something happened in my family.”
”A year ago?” Ling Mengzhan was startled. Something happened the year before last? Could it have something to do with her accident? It was best if there was no hope.