During that time, Tan Xinghui went to the vegetable market every night, bought some cheap dishes, and learned to do them while searching on the Internet.

At the beginning, it was hard to swallow. He couldn't eat it himself.

Gradually, I don't know when, he is more and more handy.

In the end, the whole building knew him.

"Do you know? Because of my cooking skills, I really made a lot of money and saved a lot of time. " He said with a smile.

This sentence successfully aroused Lin Jiayi's curiosity: "why?"

She couldn't figure out the connection between the two.

With a mysterious smile, Tan Xinghui said: "those foreign dishes can't be compared with the Chinese dishes that we have inherited for thousands of years, because I took some food and roommates, which made me famous.

In any case, one person eat is to eat, two people eat is to eat, simply entertained them several times. As a price, they did the tedious and useless homework for me

Speaking of this, Tan Xinghui is quite proud.

"At that time, you were so business minded!" Lin Jiayi was attracted by his story and even forgot about the day.

She listened to his story, so absorbed, as if she had entered the world she had never been involved in.

Tan Xinghui touched her head and joked: "later, my relationship with my parents eased and I came back to cook a meal for my mother, which scared her. I kept asking if I had transferred to cook."

Lin Jiayi looked up at him and couldn't help laughing.

Her mother-in-law, whom she had no chance to meet, was very funny.

"But it was the first and only meal I cooked for her." Tan Xinghui slowly said, tone, some too much regret, "if I had known this, I would have cooked more meals for her."

"Your mother, she..." Lin Jiayi hesitated to ask.

Having been married for so long, I haven't mentioned Tan Xinghui's mother. I don't know how she died.

"It's a car accident, a pure accident." Tan Xinghui explained in a low voice.

Think about it, not in front of his mother good filial piety, should be the most regretful thing in his life, right?

Lin Jiayi felt sorry for him and hesitated to put out her hand and patted him.

He took the opportunity to hold her hand, put it on his lips and gave it a kiss. He said in a low voice, "it's been a long time. I'm all right, but I suddenly remember it and feel sorry."

Although nearly ten years have passed, the scene at that time is still vivid.

What a pity!

It's regret, an unforgettable regret. Countless midnight dreams of her standing in front of her.

Lin Jiayi silently leans on him, and doesn't know how to comfort him.

She can understand this kind of mood. If she had not been so excited, would her father not have died?

He was wrong, but it was her father after all!

Two people have their own thoughts, in the clear sky, nestle together, comfort each other, warm each other.

The next day, because she stayed up late at night, Lin Jiayi didn't wake up until ten o'clock.

And Tan Xinghui over there has been working for several hours.

Approaching the end of the new year, not only a lot of new work, but also check the previous work, is really busy headache.

After getting up, Lin Jiayi feeds Tan Zilan and thinks about Tan Xinghui and Liu Ying.

The two of them There must have been something before, though it was not made public. But now?

She wants to believe Tan Xinghui, but the scene she saw in front of the company yesterday made her unable to believe him at all.

Since childhood, the broken family makes her pay special attention to the family. She and Tan Xinghui have been married, as well as the baby Tan Zilan.

If Tan Xinghui is really derailed, and she, have the courage to divorce?

Or pretend you don't know and just go on?

She thought that she might choose the latter.

After a long hesitation, Lin Jiayi picked up the phone and called her only intimate friend in the entertainment industry: Liu Xiaonan.

Liu Xiaonan, like her, is a small artist of 18 lines, but because of her long sleeve and good dancing character, her popularity is incredible.

"Hello, honey, what can I do for you?" When the phone is connected, Liu Xiaonan is still so cheerful as usual.

When it came to an end, Lin Jiayi still hesitated: "I I want to ask you a favor. "

Liu Xiaonan seems to be busy with something, smell some casual answer: "what busy, that is, how still hesitant?"

Lin Jiayi paused for a while and asked, "is it convenient to come out and meet? It's hard to say on the phone. "

Generally speaking, what is not easy to say on the phone must be a big event. Smell speech, Liu Xiaonan immediately came to the spirit: "convenient ah, how inconvenient, anyway, no paparazzi with me."

Her self mockery did not cause any reaction from Lin Jiayi, which was absolutely impossible before.Therefore, Liu Xiaonan was more sure that something important had happened to Lin Jiayi.

Hung up the phone, she immediately put on her clothes and rushed to the appointed place.

Liu Xiaonan has nothing else but loyalty. If Lin Jiayi needs any help, she will certainly help.

Here, Lin Jiayi also tidied up and set out with Tan Zilan.

Tan Zilan is sleeping soundly. She was carried into the car by her mother, and she didn't notice it at all.

When Lin Jiayi arrived at the appointed private room of the hotel, Liu Xiaonan had arrived and was drinking tea.

See her, quickly put down the cup, welcomed: "how to bring the son orchid, cold on the road?"

Lin Jiayi smiles at her: "other people can't coax her, so I just brought her here. She was in the car all the time and didn't freeze her."

Liu Xiaonan looked at Tan Zilan's red face and couldn't help reaching out and touching it: "our Zilan is really beautiful, thanks to your beautiful husband."

Hearing the speech, Lin Jiayi was stiff. At this time, Tan Zilan opened her eyes and saw Lin Jiayi holding her. She leaned over and held her mother's neck.

Here, Liu Xiaonan embarrassed smile: "I'm sorry, baby, did your aunt wake you up?"

Lin Jiayi sighed: "it's OK. She was going to wake up."

Liu Xiaonan found something wrong with Lin Jiayi and quickly helped her open her chair: "sit down, what's the matter?"

Lin Jiayi sat down with Tan Zilan in her arms, sighed again, and said straightforwardly, "don't you have a better relationship with a few reporters? Can you contact one for me? I want him to contact one for me

Liu Xiaonan frowned: "who?"

Recently, Lin Jiayi is on the rise. Is she getting into a feud with anyone?

"Tan Xinghui!"