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Chapter 124

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Mochen grunted and tore off a piece with his beautiful long fingers. He looked at it a few times and slowly brought it to his lips, chewing it lightly.

He had never eaten something like this before. It was his first time, but it tasted okay!

Little Pomelo's eyes were sparkling. "Uncle Mo, is it good?"

Mochen replied, "Yeah."

Little Pomelo said proudly, "My Mommy is a great cook. She knows how to make all kinds of delicious food."

Mochen shot a cold glance at Wei Wei.

Wei Wei kept quiet.

She suddenly felt that it was good to have her little cotton-padded jacket. She could blow some air into his ear and he wouldn't deliberately pick on her.

No matter how bad he was to her, he was still good to Little Pomelo.

Bloodline was really a strange thing!

At this moment, the little fellow came.

He walked to the dining table and looked at it. He climbed up the chair with great interest and sat down. He stretched out his little paw to grab the green onion pancake. "Little Auntie, what is this?"

Wei Wei said, "Hand chopped green onion pancake."

The little fellow nodded. "I've never eaten it before."

Wei Wei said, "Try it and see if it's good."

The little fellow was already chewing with relish. "It's delicious, very delicious. Is there an egg in this soup?"

Wei Wei said, "Yeah, it's a poached egg."

The little fellow asked, "Why is it called a poached egg?"

Wei Wei was speechless.

Uh, this question had successfully stumped her.

Just when she didn't know how to answer, Mochen shot a cold glance at the little fellow. "The pancake can't shut your mouth?"

The little fellow was speechless.

Little Chen had just woken up and he was already scolding him! Bad, bad, bad!

He glanced at Mochen.

Mochen looked down at the hand chopped green onion pancake on the plate in front of him. He ate it with relish and occasionally took a sip of the soup.

The little fellow was speechless.

Little Chen liked it too?

Fearing that Little Chen would finish eating and snatch his food, he pulled the plate closer to his chest and ate like a little wolf protecting its food.

Wei Wei felt much more at ease. The first morning had finally passed without any mishap!

After a while, Ji Zuo arrived. When he entered and saw the scene in the dining room, he was momentarily stunned.

Why does it look like a warm picture of a family of four?

Mochen looked up and glanced coldly at Ji Zuo. "Wait at the door."

Ji Zuo replied, "Yes, Young Master."

He glanced at the dining table again. The breakfast for the Young Master and the little Young Master was so simple! If he wasn't mistaken, it was scallion pancakes with poached eggs. The Young Master actually didn't look down on such a low-class breakfast!

And … and Miss Wei Wei was sitting at the same table as Young Master and Young Master!

He had never received such treatment, not even Ji You!

Something didn't seem right!

He picked up his phone and texted Ji You. "Does the Young Master like Miss Wei Wei?"

Ji You replied, "I don't know."

Ji Zuo was speechless.

Although Ji You didn't know, he had a feeling that it was so!

He had never seen the Young Master speak more than a word to any woman, let alone eat at the same table!

In the past, the Young Master would leave whenever the Rong family's woman came.

This … this …

Miss Wei Wei had a daughter!

He didn't expect the Young Master to have such a strong taste. He liked single hot moms!



Half an hour later, Mochen finished his meal. He stood up and walked towards the entrance of the dining room. He glanced at Ji Zuo, who was standing there thinking wildly, and said in a low voice, "The receipt for last night's payment."

Ji Zuo returned to his senses and passed it to Mochen. "Young Master, please have a look."

He had purposely kept it because it was too expensive!

Mochen took it with his long fingers and looked down, flipping through it one by one.

Ji Zuo looked up at his Young Master anxiously, his heart in his throat.

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