Zhao Qin ordered people to put the meals between himself and Ling Luoyu on the table: "The mother has some problems with her body. She can't eat whole grains...otherwise, she will get sick."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

I go!

Refresh the three views again! !

These days, people who eat whole grains will get sick! ?

but--

There seems to be nothing wrong!

As the saying goes, people who eat whole grains do not get sick!

Does eating whole grains make you sick?

This, it sounds like nothing wrong with it!

As the eyes flashed, a familiar figure imprinted on the bottom of his eyes.

"Fatty..."

Oh, isn't this fat man feeding horses?

When did you upgrade again and went to the kitchen?

Feng Chenglin holding the food box also saw Ling Luoyu for the first time.

However, after his eyes crossed, he quickly lowered his eyes, winked at the food in his hand, avoided, bowed his head and walked up quickly holding the food box.

--This guy?

Don't mean anything?

Could it be that--

Toxic in the food?

Immediately, Ling Luoyu denied this idea.

If the food is poisonous and Zhao Qin has an accident, then the first person to be suspected is Zhao Ziming.

Although Zhao Qin's identity is the greatest threat to the patriarch Zhao Ziming.

But once he had an accident, Zhao Ziming couldn't clean it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

With Zhao Ziming's scheming, he would not do stupid things like poisoning.

However, Feng Chenglin's eyes had already clarified the food problem.

This shows that the problem really exists!

Looking at a dish of food on the table, Ling Luoyu's eyebrows sank imperceptibly.

The light in her eyes was slightly different, she looked at Zhao Qin, but did not speak.

Zhao Qin felt her gaze, raised her head and frowned: "What's the matter?"

Ling Luoyu didn't answer, but just looked at the food on the table, and then at the people who retreated to the distance to wait to be cleaned up.

This look made Qian Qian feel strange: "Xiao Yu'er, what's the matter?"

"It's okay..."

The more Ling Luoyu said this, the more Zhao Qin and Qian Qian felt that something was wrong.

"Xiao Yu'er, is there something inconvenient for you to say?"

"Go ahead, here, there is nothing that cannot be said."

Ling Luoyu looked at the food on the table: "Master Qin, do you eat every day...is there so much food?"

Qian Qian: "..."

Eat every day?

Are you not his maid?

What kind of food does he eat every day and how much do you eat?

Why do you still ask?

Zhao Qin thoughtfully: "My daily food and clothing costs are arranged by Zhao Ziming, and even the amount of food delivered in the kitchen is the result of his finalization...Why, there is a problem with this meal?"

He suddenly took a breath.

"Zhao Ziming won't be stupid enough to poison my food?"

Qian Qianyou looked at him: "You didn't test the poison?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Both of these people have the wrong key meaning.

Sighing in a low voice, she faintly looked at the Zhao Jiajia Ding waiting in the distance.

"I ask you, the patriarch of your family eats...how many dishes?"

Zhao Qin's eyes flickered and did not answer.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes: "Master Qin, don't you know, or don't you want to say?"

"I do not know"

After a pause, Zhao Qin frowned.

"With his financial resources and identity, he must... not be less than these dishes, right?"

Who is Zhao Ziming?

Patriarch of the Zhao family!

Moreover, there is money in hand.

Such a person, such an identity, every day is the delicacy of mountains and seas, and Dundun abalone and sea cucumber are affordable.