Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

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"I knew it." Wan Yu's mother smiled knowingly and pulled Lin Wan Yu to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Tell me, when did you two start living together?"

"Mommy, why are you asking this?" Lin Wanyu asked, a little embarrassed.

"You're still shy? It's not a big deal. Why can't I ask?" Wanyu's mother found it somewhat amusing.

"Not long." Lin Wanyu was too embarrassed to be too specific, so she just gave a perfunctory answer.

Wanyu's mother shook her head and didn't press the matter further: "Okay, then tell Mommy in detail, how did you fall in love with Mingyang? And how did he get together with you?"

Lin Wanyu thought about it and decided there was no need to hide it.

She recounted the entire story in detail, interspersed with many words of admiration for Su Mingyang.

He embellished the story for more than ten minutes.

After hearing this, Wanyu's mother smiled and said, "It's easy for a woman to pursue a man; the old saying is indeed true."

Lin Wanyu blushed and retorted, "No way! It wasn't just me pursuing Mingyang, okay? You could tell he liked me too back then. It was mutual."

"Haha, you're right, it's mutual affection." Wanyu's mother couldn't help but ask coldly, "So when are you two planning to get engaged?"

"Engaged?" Lin Wanyu's mouth opened slightly.

"correct."

"Getting engaged is too fast, we haven't thought it through yet." Lin Wanyu clenched her fists tightly.

In truth, she couldn't wait to get engaged to Su Mingyang.

But when her mother spoke up, she became somewhat panicked.

She was worried that her parents would disapprove of her relationship with Mingyang and take her away.

But in the blink of an eye, her mother brought up the topic of engagement.

This change is simply too exaggerated. 9.

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Wanyu's mother seemed to have seen through Lin Wanyu's thoughts and said, "You two have been together for quite a while now. If there are no unexpected events, an engagement is a natural progression. Of course, the timing is up to you to decide. If you think it's too early, then you can spend more time together."

Lin Wanyu pursed her lips: "Well, I'll talk to Mingyang about it later."

"it is good."

Just then, Su Mingyang's voice came from outside the bedroom.

Looks like they've come back from grocery shopping.

The mother and daughter stopped talking.

Out of the bedroom.

They got busy cooking.

Su Mingyang washed and prepared the vegetables, helping out.

Wanyu's father had been sitting on the sofa for so long and was a little tired, so he got up and stretched his limbs: "Since I'm just sitting here anyway, I'll help out too."

"You should have come to help a long time ago. Everyone else is busy, and you're the only one doing nothing," Wanyu's mother joked.

"Haha, my bad." Wanyu's father laughed heartily and started working as well.

The scene of four people busy cooking created a warm, family atmosphere.

This was no ordinary family meal.

It cannot be done carelessly.

Only six dishes.

They worked for more than three hours straight.

When it's time to eat.

It was already 2:30 PM.

The four people sat around the dining table.

Lin Wanyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally done, my stomach is practically steaming from hunger."

"Thank you for your hard work, Wanyu. I didn't expect you to be such a good cook, and you even made a decent one."

Looking at the three dishes her daughter had made—Four Happiness Meatballs, Braised Pork Knuckle with Secret Recipe, and Stir-fried Celery with Pork—Wanyu's mother's eyes were filled with admiration.

"Yes, it looks very appetizing. No wonder she's my daughter." Wanyu's father gave a thumbs up, his face full of pride.

“Applying for a head chef position at a five-star hotel is no problem at all,” Su Mingyang said with a smile.

"Hehe, aren't I amazing?" Lin Wanyu couldn't stop smiling after receiving so many compliments. "Try it!"

As she spoke, she placed a piece of braised pork knuckle on her parents' and Su Mingyang's plates.

"Okay, I'll try it." Wanyu's father immediately picked up his chopsticks, put the braised pork knuckle in his mouth and chewed. After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at his daughter with a lack of confidence: "The texture is tender and melts in your mouth. Wanyu, you didn't make this, did you?"

"How could I not have done it? Didn't you just watch?" Lin Wanyu rolled her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Wanyu's mother asked, puzzled.

"You'll know once you try it," Wanyu's father said without offering further explanation.

"Why are you keeping us in suspense while we eat?" Wanyu's mother complained, carefully tasting the braised pork knuckle in her bowl, and soon she was also stunned.

"How is it?" Wanyu's father smiled slightly.

"Delicious." Wanyu's mother uttered these two words softly, but her heart was in turmoil. She turned to look at Lin Wanyu intently and asked, "Wanyu, where did you learn to cook like this?"

Wanyu's father was also very curious about this question.

He took over the family bank business when he was 30 years old.

Even now, after all these years, I still have to fly to various places every 10 days or half a month to discuss cooperation and eat my way around the world.

In addition, there is a master chef in the family who is in charge of state banquets.

I consider myself a bit of a gourmet myself.

From his perspective.

This braised pork knuckle is not quite as good as that of a five-star chef, but it's not far off.

It's perfectly presentable.

"Hmph." Seeing that her parents had been won over by her cooking skills, Lin Wanyu was practically strutting around with pride.

After a long silence, having piqued her parents' curiosity, she slowly said, "The person who taught me to cook is both far away and right here in front of me."

"Mingyang?"

Wan Yu's parents weren't stupid either; upon hearing her words, they immediately understood and looked at Su Mingyang in disbelief.

Su Mingyang smiled faintly and said, "Wanyu is quite talented in cooking. I just taught her a little, and her skills have surpassed mine."

"This……"

Wanyu's parents knew he was being modest and didn't believe him at all.

Cooking skills are something that are accumulated through experience.

How could someone possibly surpass their master's skills just by being taught casually?

Lin Wanyu spoke up: "Daddy, Mommy, don't believe Mingyang's words. My cooking is nowhere near as good as his."

That said.

Wanyu's parents' expectations were immediately raised, and they said, "When we have time, Mingyang, you must cook a good meal."

“Okay, no problem,” Su Mingyang said with a smile.

"Mingyang will definitely not let you down. Let's eat first," Lin Wanyu said, and everyone then picked up their chopsticks.

Wanyu's parents wanted to know how Su Mingyang came to have such good skills.

But asking wouldn't have made any difference, so I had to give up.

I simply admire Su Mingyang's craftsmanship.

My liking for him increased even more.

Concentrate on eating your meal.

It is worth mentioning that.

Wanyu's mother also made three dishes, but the taste...

Lin Wanyu's work actually surpassed hers.

However, no one paid any attention to it.

It was a pleasant meal.

By the afternoon.

A rare moment of free time.

The four of them decided to visit the Bund and the exhibition hall.

I also went to a restaurant for dinner.