Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Lin Motong said to Su Ya: "Su Ya, needless to say, we are here originally, and the work of bringing children is no different from others. They are willing to think more, it is their business."

"Lin Motong, don't you think we are envious and jealous of you?" He Zhaoxue said lightly.

"Of course not. But please also be respectful when you speak, and don't put things that have nothing to do with me on my body." Lin Motong's voice became a little more firm and severe.

Both He Zhaoxue and Liu Menglu squatted their mouths, very disapproving.

Their determination to climb up was greater than Lin Motong's, but they did not get such a good opportunity for Lin Motong.

Moreover, after a few days of formal work, everyone's work was distinguished.

Lin Motong was asked by Aunt Qin to help in the kitchen the next day.

Steward Kang agreed, and Aunt Qin has cooperated with him for many years. Steward Kang has always supported Aunt Qin's arrangements for people and matters.

When Lin Motong went to work in the kitchen, He Zhaoxue and Liu Menglu's mentality improved a lot.

After all, everyone knows that the work in the kitchen is very hard. Not only does it have to work with the aunt who has been so many years old, but it is basically impossible to contact the owner of the house.

The work of being able to really come into contact with the owner is the work of serving tea, pouring vegetables, and delivering towels and newspapers.

He Zhaoxue successfully became the one who served the dishes, and Liu Menglu also became the one who delivered the newspaper to tomorrow night, so their moods instantly became more balanced.

When walking beside Lin Motong, he also held his head high and looked very confident, and didn't put Lin Motong in his eyes at all.

"Lin Motong, didn't you go to take care of the little lady? Why did you go to the kitchen?" He Zhaoxue said with a smile.

Liu Menglu then smiled and said: "So the young master didn't think you were so good."

Lin Motong glanced at them, did not speak, and turned to leave them a back.

"Cut!" He Zhaoxue and Liu Menglu didn't get a response from Lin Motong, as if they had punched the cotton with a fist, silently, and felt a little unhappy.

Lin Motong didn't think there was anything wrong with working in the kitchen.

She has liked the kitchen since she was a child, and she also likes to cook food in different ways. It is simply her paradise, it suits her perfectly, and it is also a place she yearns for.

Besides, Aunt Qin really valued her, telling her that the ingredients here can be used at will, cooking rice and vegetables can make desserts.

Lin Motong's favorite is making various desserts and baking cakes.

And these, ingredients and tools are very expensive.

Aunt Qin was able to let her use it for free, but she was too grateful, how could she find the work here boring?

Lin Motong entered the kitchen, washed and dried yesterday's rose petals, and began to try to make flower cakes.

In the morning, Yueyue and Ruirui got up to have breakfast, and Aunt Qin asked people to prepare a lot of food.

He Zhaoxue came forward to bring food, put all kinds of food in front of Yueyue and Ruirui, showed great hospitality, and spent a long time beside Mingye Leng.

Originally wanted to exchange for a chance to stay and wait for them to eat, to get closer to the young master and the young lady.

Who knows that the things have just been set up, and tomorrow night Leng said indifferently: "Go out all."

He Zhaoxue almost didn't vomit blood in her heart.