Cen Muqi opened the door of his study and went in. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped. He looked at the place where the documents were placed on the bookshelf, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

"Mr. Cen, are you back?"

Ji Naitang's voice came in from the door. He turned around and found that Ji Naitang was leaning against the door of his study. He put his head in and said to him, "aunt Su doesn't know where she's gone. She hasn't made dinner either."

"Something happened to her family recently, so she would ask for leave from time to time. When did you come back?"

"I've just come back. What shall we have for dinner?"

CEN Muqi went to the desk and put the briefcase on the desk. His eyes stopped on the mouse and said, "what do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything. I just went to the kitchen to look at the ingredients, and there is nothing left. Why don't I cook noodles for you?"

"Boiled noodles?"

"Well, I'm good at cooking instant noodles. Would you like to try it?"

"It's OK."

"Then you wait, soon."

Ji Naitang said and walked toward the kitchen. After entering the kitchen, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, because of his childhood experience, he was more vigilant and could notice any slight sound. Otherwise, it would be over today.

He settled down and put on his apron. Then he rolled up his sleeves and began to cook instant noodles. While waiting for the water to boil, he could not help thinking about the probability of being detected by Cen Muqi.

"Are you going to boil boiled water for me to eat?"

CEN Muqi leaned against the kitchen door and said leisurely. Ji Naitang came back to his senses and found that the water in the pot had boiled. He quickly put down the instant noodles and said, "I'm in a bit of a mess today, so I'm always in a trance."

"What's the matter?"

Ji Naitang beat two eggs and said, "I went to the mental hospital to visit my brother-in-law. His condition is not very good."

CEN Muqi asked assistant Liu to investigate Ji Naitang before, so he knew that his brother-in-law had been crazy for 12 years, and now he has been living in a mental hospital. However, he does not know how the relationship between Ji Naitang and his brother-in-law is, and now it seems to be OK.

"How crazy is your brother-in-law?"

"Because of my brother's death, my brother-in-law felt remorse and thought it was his brother who killed him. In addition, all the people he trusted betrayed him. So when he saw my brother's body, he collapsed completely."

CEN Muqi is a little curious about Ji Moyu's death. If it's just a kidnapping case, why did Ji Naitang say that he killed his brother in the resort before, but now his brother-in-law takes Ji's death to himself and is crazy.

So why did Ji Moyu die?

There was a smell of instant noodles in the kitchen, but the atmosphere was a little low at the moment. Cen Muqi did not continue to ask, and Ji Naitang did not speak again.

A few minutes later, he divided the cooked instant noodles into two big bowls. Just as he wanted to take them to the table one by one, he saw Cen Muqi come over, and before he reached out, he picked up a bowl with one hand and walked towards the table.

Ji Naitang was stunned for a while, and felt that this kind of getting along with him suddenly felt like an old husband and wife. It was really good.

He took two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons and followed him. Then they sat face to face and began to eat noodles. Ji Naitang lowered his head and smelled it. It was the only cooking skill he could handle.

If they live together and don't have a nanny, they will have to go out to the restaurant every day. Otherwise, according to their cooking skills, they can eat twice a time. If they eat too much, they will lose their life.

"How does it taste? Is it delicious? "

Ji Naitang looked at Cen Muqi with an expression of expectation and praise. After eating, CEN Muqi said, "although it doesn't look good, it tastes really good."

"What, is it praise or loss? Mr. Cen, I allow you to reorganize your language and then praise it again. "

CEN Muqi replied without thinking: "although it's good to eat, it doesn't look good."

Ji Naitang: He finally understood every time Yao Yuanjing said he would be angry to death!