Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"Master Hai, this is for you." Lin Motong smiled and brought the snack over, "Aunt Qin has had a cold in the past two days and has a bad appetite. I made her chestnut pastry and made some for you by the way. I don’t know what flavor I like, so I got some of the salty and sweet ones."

"Thank you, thank you." Ding Hai hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up. Before he could secure it, he felt a knife-like gaze coming from behind him. He felt that his whole body was cold and his hands retracted, "But... I'm full, I can't eat anymore, and I'm so happy."

Lin Motong said strangely: "Aren't you just coming back, haven't you eaten dinner yet?"

"I have food outside...I have eaten enough." Ding Hai said hurriedly, his gaze behind his back.

"The chestnut pastry won't go bad, you can save it for tomorrow morning." Lin Motong was very grateful to him, so she said kindly.

Ding Hai said, "Give it to Steward Kang. Steward Kang seems to have not eaten dinner yet."

Seeing that he insisted on not accepting it, Lin Motong said, "Well, I'll give it to Steward Kang. Then next time I will make you something delicious."

Ding Hai bit his head and said, "Thank you."

Lin Motong was holding the chestnut pastry and was about to leave when she saw Ming Ye's cold figure. She hadn't seen him for several days. She didn't know what he was doing these days. She felt a little haggard. The angular face is thinner and thinner, which makes people feel suddenly soft.

Lin Motong originally wanted to deliver the chestnut pastry to him, but thinking about the fate of being disgusted, she restrained her impulse, took back the plate, turned and left.

Ming Ye's cold expression became even harder, Ding Hai lowered his head and said nothing.

Lin Motong returned to the kitchen and gave the chestnut pastry to Aunt Qin, and said, "Weird, Master Hai and Steward Kang said they don't eat chestnut pastry, it's too full. Obviously, what I cook is not unpalatable?"

Aunt Qin said: "Where can I be full? This is where the kitchen is preparing dinner for Kang and Ding Hai."

"It's really weird...Is the chestnut pastry I made so unpalatable?" Lin Motong sat down and took a bite. It was obviously sweet, sweet, soft and glutinous. Just now, she divided Aunt Qin and the helper in the kitchen. Everyone said it was delicious.

A little depressed, she ate two or three in one breath, anyway, she ate it by herself if they didn't eat it.

...

Jian Si had already known Lin Motong, and after contacting Lin Motong several times, he was finally noticed by the cold nurse.

This time the nurse didn't dare to make any more assertions, so she had to rush to tell her superiors that Lin Motong was still alive and had already moved into Ming's house. This matter was something she couldn't handle by herself, so she had to ask her superiors to take action.

The news reached Yan Mu's ears layer by layer.

When she heard this, she immediately stood up: "That woman is still alive? Is she really alive?"

"Yes, the news comes back from below, saying that this woman lives in Ming's house now." The subordinate said immediately.

Yan Mu was shocked, thinking for a moment, and said: "I see Ming Ye Leng has been tossing around in various hospitals these days, and I have seen many doctors, running around for Rui Rui's affairs. Obviously, he still doesn't know Lin Mo. The identity of Hitomi."

Also, even when she assigned tasks to various subordinates, she didn't say Lin Motong's identity. Everyone who performed the tasks didn't know what Lin Motong's identity was. It was normal for the Ming family to not know the clues.