Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 8: It’s very heartbreaking

"Father, if it's okay, I'll go back first." She suppressed a smile and said calmly.

Sure enough, seeing that she was going back, Lu Hetian rubbed his palm and said a little depressed, "I heard you made wontons for your brother this morning?"

Lu Liangwei wasn't surprised how he would know. Seeing his unnatural expression, he knew what was going on in his heart, but deliberately pretended not to see it. He just blinked and looked at him innocently, "Yes, What's wrong?"

Lu Hetian wanted to say, why didn't he?

Lu Hetian will not admit that he is jealous of his son.

He put one hand behind his back, straightened his chest, and said with a stinky face, "It's nothing."

A hint of cunning flashed across Lu Liangwei's beautiful eyes, she sighed on purpose, and said dejectedly: "I originally made a portion for daddy too, but thinking that Aunt Zheng is cooking daddy's breakfast, I didn't dare Send the wontons over. After all, my daughter's culinary skills are clumsy, and I dare not compare with Aunt Zheng's cooking skills. Dad is used to eating meals made by Aunt Zheng, so I'm afraid he won't be used to my cooking."

Lu Hetian looked a little uncomfortable.

Honestly speaking, Aunt Zheng's cooking skills are really good. It's hard for her to get up early every day to make breakfast for herself for more than ten years. Can't get up.

He changed the subject and said, "What about wontons?"

Lu Liangwei noticed his unnatural look.

He sneered slightly in his heart.

It doesn't matter how detached Ling's position is in Lu Hetian's heart. After all, she has been dead for many years. With other beauties by her side, how much time does Lu Hetian have to think of her?

It is true that Mrs. Zheng would get up early every day to prepare breakfast for Lu Hetian, but Mrs. Zheng's cooking skills are actually mediocre.

Zheng knows well that if he wants to grasp a man's heart, he must first grasp his stomach.

It's a pity that the Zheng family is used to being pampered, and in addition, he doesn't have much talent in cooking, so he gave up after learning a few times without any results.

The cook cooks it every day, and she then lied that she did it by herself and sent it to Lu Hetian.

Because of Zheng's hard work, Lu Hetian has always been very kind to her.

Although she was not righted, Aunt Zheng's status in the Duke's Mansion is not low, and Lu Hetian also let her take charge of everything in the Duke's Mansion.

"Give it to Zhuyu." Thinking of this, the smile on Lu Liangwei's face faded, and seeing Lu Hetian's face was dark, he added unhurriedly, "It's a pity to throw it away. It just so happens that Zhuyu thinks I did it." The wontons are delicious, so I gave them to her."

Lu Hetian looked at Zhuyu behind her with heavy eyes.

Zhuyu immediately felt a chill in her neck, but she didn't understand why. When she heard what the lady said, she subconsciously agreed, "The wontons made by the lady are delicious."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuyu felt that not only was her neck chilly, but her whole body couldn't help shivering.

The duke's eyes are terrifying.

Lu Liang glanced at the upright girl slightly, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Father, I have to go back to read medical books, so I won't be with you anymore, so go away!" After she finished speaking, she waved to him, and took the pearls and jade, and ran away in a hurry.

Lu Hetian was a little annoyed, but at the same time a little disappointed.

My daughter can think of that brat Lu Tingchen in her heart, but she ignores him as an old man.

He heard from his servants that not only did Wei Wei make a bowl of wontons for Lu Tingchen in the morning, the brother and sister even had breakfast together.

Thinking of such a warm scene, Lu Hetian felt very heartbroken.