Passionate Devotion - Chapter 642

642 The ultimate husband’s vinegar jar has collapsed!2

However, in the blink of an eye, she could not help but feel a chill down her spine. She knew Leng Yejin very well. His cold and handsome face was so tensed that it looked as if it was about to split open. If she did not bring him a bowl of rice today, he would definitely skin her alive later!

This man, could he be jealous?

“Wait a moment.”

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The words ‘your hubby’ were so sweet that Tong Lu felt dizzy. She immediately turned around and went to the kitchen to get him some rice.

Leng Yejin heaved a long sigh. His cold, knife-like gaze finally softened a little. He sat there arrogantly with an overbearing aura. He glanced coldly at mu Shang, who had eaten the heart of a leopard. If they were not in the yin residence at this moment, he would definitely have sent mu Shang flying with a kick!

Then, he looked at the table full of dishes that had been gnawed on by the pigs, and the anger that he had suppressed in his heart rose again.

The dark lines on mu Shang’s face only disappeared after a while.’This miss Tong is Leng Yejin’s wife?’ How was that possible? Why had Leng Yejin’s wife been by Yin Zhan’s side the entire time these few days? had brother Zhan taken the wrong medicine?

Tong Lu served Leng Yejin a large bowl of rice. She had just served him her chopsticks when someone grabbed her arm. She fell onto the man’s lap and was forced to sit down. Leng Yejin wrapped one arm around her and held his chopsticks in the other. All his actions turned into one sentence: This is my woman!

However, as soon as the chopsticks reached out, they were caught by another pair of chopsticks. Mu Shang’s suspicious and probing eyes fell on the two intimate people. He suppressed the question marks in his head and only said one sentence, ” “Miss Tong, who did you cook this meal for?”

Before Tong Lu could say anything, a large hand pinched her waist hard. She furrowed her eyebrows in pain.

Leng Yejin lowered his head and glanced at her with a half-smile on his face. The dark glint in the depths of his eyes was particularly terrifying.

Mr. Mu, I only said that I’d treat you to a meal, but I didn’t say that you’re the only one who can eat. I don’t think you can finish eight dishes.

“If I can’t finish it, I can feed it to the dogs! However, no one was allowed to touch it! Especially someone I don’t like!”

As soon as mu Shang finished speaking, the chopsticks that were holding Leng Yejin’s hand were broken with a loud bang.

Leng Yejin picked up a piece of red braised pork with his chopsticks and placed it in his bowl. He remembered that mu Shang had said that he would feed the meat to the dogs if he could not finish it. He put the red braised pork into Tong Lu’s mouth.

It was this disobedient little noble soldier dog that made him so angry that he had to suppress his temper and restrain himself!

Why did she treat mu Shang to a meal out of the blue and even cook personally? all the chefs in the yin family were dead, so why did she need to cook personally?

Mrs. Yin walked over and pulled out a chair. “How can you say that, Mulsanne? we’re all guests, and even food can’t shut your mouth. I haven’t even tried Lulu’s cooking, so is there any more food? Lulu, go and get me a bowl too. Let me try your cooking.”

Tong Lu felt as if she had been pardoned. She quickly got up from Leng Yejin’s arms and massaged her waist, which was hurting from being pinched. She went to the kitchen and filled two more bowls. She ate one bowl and brought the other to Madam Yin. Then, she pulled out a chair and sat down beside Leng Yejin.

With Madam Yin present, the tension in the air turned into an undercurrent.

Tong Lu ate silently and stole a glance at the dining table. The two pairs of chopsticks seemed to be fighting with each other. The moment one pair of chopsticks touched the table, the other pair would immediately snatch it away. It was as if they had discussed it beforehand. They were staring at the same dish every time. Tong Lu pressed her eyebrows together. Under the table, she kicked Leng Yejin gently and tugged at his sleeve. She did not want to be so childish.

Leng Yejin’s powerful gaze swept past her, but his hand was caressing her head affectionately. His deep voice was as gentle as the drizzling rain.”Eh? What was he doing? Don’t flirt when you’re eating, don’t you feel ashamed?”