She has tried hard to show kindness to her father these days, but it seems that he still doesn't like her.

When Zhan Hanjue entered the house with Han Bao in his arms, Luo Shihan was sitting on the sofa anxiously waiting for the children. When she saw Zhan Hanjue holding Han Bao who was sleeping soundly, Zhan Su pulled in the sleepy Tong Bao.

, Luo Shihan's heart sank slightly.

Zhan Hanjue was well-known for being domineering and protective, but he had to treat such a young child differently, which really impressed her.

"Mommy." When Tong Bao saw Mommy, he threw himself pitifully into Mommy's arms.

Luo Shihan rubbed her little head gently, and Tong Bao's voice had a hint of crying that was not easy to detect. It was obvious that she was very sad about her father's unfair treatment.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes fell deeply on Luo Shihan's thin but resilient back.

Luo Shihan stood at the top of the stairs and turned her head, her eyes filled with a trace of protest and dissatisfaction with him.

Luo Shihan picked up Tong Bao and pulled Zhan Su upstairs.

"Luo Shihan!"

In order to prove his suspicion, he wanted to test her.

Use all means to test her.

"Master Zhan, what are your orders?" Her tone was firm.

"I'm hungry, give me a bowl of noodles." Zhan Hanjue's tough command tone contained some softness that was not easy to detect.

"Okay." Luo Shihan compromised. With her current status, she seemed to have no reason to advise him to eat properly.

After settling the children, Luo Shihan went downstairs. Zhan Hanjue sat on the sofa, his eagle eyes falling directly on her.

Luo Shihan was shocked. Zhan Hanjue had serious stomach problems, so he had been strict with himself for many years and maintained a regular and quantitative eating habit.

If he eats before going to bed, he won't be afraid of a stomach attack?

Luo Shihan entered the kitchen and soon brought out a bowl of plain noodles. No oil, no chili...

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyes to look at her, was she protecting his stomach?

Imagination is a very scary thing. Ever since he associated her with Zheng Ling, her words and deeds all made him feel like they were influenced by Zheng Ling.

It was as if she was hesitating whether to give him her lower body. If it were Zheng Ling, she would also be hesitant. Zheng Ling was afraid that he would have a stomach attack and that he would starve...

Lord Zhan Han: "..."

"Don't we have any ingredients at home?" Zhan Hanjue asked with a dark face.

"How...how do you eat this?" He deliberately made things difficult for her.

Luo Shihan rolled up the noodles with chopsticks and handed them to his mouth, "Are you going to eat like this?"

Zhan Hanjue was unhappy, "Is it troublesome to cook noodles for me?"

Luo Shihan: "..."

Luo Shihan murmured, "I thought it was troublesome, so I didn't let him go."

This is a really lame excuse.

She reluctantly walked into the kitchen, lightly cooked the spicy food, and brought it out again.

Zhan Hanjue took the bowl from her hand and saw that the swollen and soft noodles were as pulpy as Zheng Ling's noodles.

Silence is golden!

"More spicy," he ordered.

It was only half a bowl of noodles, but he took a long time to eat it.

He has been thinking about a question: Why does Luo Shihan look so much like his Zheng Ling?
Chapter completed!