Li Jie Leng next, obviously did not expect Liu Qingwen called her to come over, is for such a boring little thing.

After glancing at the dishes on the table, Sister Li calmly replied:

"this sweet and sour fish is not liked by the young master, but it is liked by the young grandmother. The young master doesn't like the fried meat with green peppers, but the young grandmother likes it... "

Sister Li introduced everything on the table. Almost every sentence was the same. The young master didn't like it, but the young grandmother did.

After the whole table of dishes was introduced, Mo Chongyan looked at Sister Li helplessly and said:

"Aunt Li, so all the dishes you made are actually Yutong's favorite. None of them are prepared for me, are they?"

Mo Chongyan felt that he was unbalanced. After all, he was the great master of Mohism. Shouldn't everything of Mohism be based on his preferences? Why do you feel that in their family, his status of Mo Chongyan is the lowest?

As if seeing what Mo Chongyan was thinking, Tan Yutong reached out and patted him gently on the shoulder. If he wanted to laugh, he had to hold back and said in a slow voice:

"Chongyan, don't doubt it. You are born to your mother, not picked up, and I'm not the wrong girl."

Tan Yutong said, looked at Liu Qingwen and continued:

"Mom, I think we must have been a very good mother and daughter in our last life. That's why we like each other in this life."

Liu Qingwen, who was a little jealous just now, couldn't help laughing when he heard what Tan Yutong said. He nodded his head to show that he thought the same as Tan Yutong.

Mo Chongyan is more helpless, but looking at the good relationship between their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he can't help laughing.

The two children didn't know what they were laughing at, but when they saw that they were happy, they began to laugh. For a moment, the restaurant was full of laughter, which was quite harmonious.

And at this time, an untimely mobile phone ring broke everything that now looks very good.

When he saw that the caller ID number was a strange one, Mo Chongyan hesitated and looked at Tan Yutong. He remembered that there was another Mo chongchen and picked him up.

"Young master, no, Mr. Mo chongchen has been taken away."

His words, which had no origin, made Mo Chongyan's whole heart hang up and asked coldly:

"what do you say, say it again!"

"Young master, when you left, you told us that we must keep our spirits up and stare at the villa. We can't let the people inside leave. If anything else happens, we should inform you at the first time."

"But just when you left, we were knocked unconscious. When we woke up, we found that we were all in the villa, but Mr. Mo chongchen was not in the living room."

"Our people are all tied up by the counter forces, and they can't resist at all. It seems that they don't want to embarrass us. They just help us and don't let us talk, so they always stand quietly. I noticed... "

The man seemed to want to say something, but Mo Chongyan roared: "focus!"

There is a lot of rubbish, but none of it is to the point.

The man was stunned by the roar, and immediately responded: "just now, a man came with a group of bodyguards and took Mr. Mo chongchen away. He untied us before he left. Let's not talk about it. "