Chapter 948: Trick Chu Yiren

Lin Lang chewed the candied potatoes that Chu Yiren fed him. The sweet coating mixed with the softness of the potatoes melted on his tongue. He raised his eyebrows and said vaguely, "Then I have to show my ability as a little whirlwind in bed and feed my wife tonight."

Chu Yiren slapped Lin Lang's dishonest hands away, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she scolded: "You are so frivolous."

She said so, but when Chu Yiren picked up the tomato mixed with sugar and put it into her mouth, the corners of her mouth curved even more.

The sweet and sour juice soaked with white sugar granules tastes just like what my mother made when I was a child.

Her eyes sparkled as she picked up a piece and passed it to Lin Lang: "Husband, you should try it too. I ate a bite of candied tomatoes during my pregnancy. They were sweet and sour and delicious, better than delicacies from land and sea."

Lin Lang opened his mouth to take it, and said with a smile: "Tomatoes mixed with sugar should be the taste that everyone loved when they were children!"

Chu Yiren narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly: "I don't know about others, but when I was a child, I would drink the juice from candied tomatoes. That sour and sweet taste is probably the taste of childhood!"

"Wife, I never thought that you, the youngest daughter of a wealthy family, actually loved eating tomatoes mixed with sugar when you were a child."

Chu Yiren ate some sweet potato cubes and said in a very cute way, "Almost everyone liked sweet food when they were young, right? I am no exception."

Lin Lang looked at Chu Yiren's appetite, and his eyes were so gentle that they could drown water.

"Wife, how long has it been since you last had tomatoes mixed with sugar?"

Chu Yiren thought for a while while holding the chopsticks in her mouth, then tilted her head playfully and replied, "It's been many, many years. It seems that after I grew up, I have never eaten tomatoes mixed with sugar again."

"The chef of the Chu residence disdains to make such cheap, unskilled home-cooked dishes."

"I can't remember to order this dish, and my dad was diabetic before he died, so dishes like candied potatoes will never appear on the table at the Chu residence."

After hearing this, Lin Lang said gently: "Wife, in fact, many economical and affordable national home-cooked dishes are the most down-to-earth delicacies. You have eaten too many delicacies from land and sea, and occasionally changing to home-cooked flavors can easily conquer your stomach."

"Hubby, you're right."

"The chef of the Chu residence has lost touch with reality. He only pursues high-end ingredients and high-end cooking methods, but ignores some of the purest and simple home-cooked delicacies in daily life."

"If you hadn't made me this candied tomato dish today, maybe even ten years later, the chef at the Chu residence wouldn't have mixed tomatoes with sugar and served them on my table."

"Wife, if you like it, eat more."

"Yeah." Chu Yiren responded with a smile. She pouted slightly while eating, and her eyelashes trembled gently as she chewed. Her cute eating posture was completely different from her vigorous and decisive appearance in the company during the day.

In the company, as long as Chu Yiren frowned slightly, the company's top management would tremble with fear.

But now, nestling beside Lin Lang, she is just a little woman who would get upset because he often stays out all night, but would swing her feet with joy when she eats her favorite food.

"Wife, eat slowly. No one is going to snatch it from you."

Lin Lang's palm touched Chu Yiren's belly, which was not yet bulging. He could feel her warm body temperature through her soft pajamas. He gently caressed it with his fingertips, and his voice was very soft.

Chu Yiren paused while eating noodles, lowered her head to look at Lin Lang's hand covering her belly, pouted her lips and said coquettishly: "Husband, I'm pregnant with your baby, can't you restrain your lust, stop flirting outside, and come home to accompany me more often?"

"Okay." He didn't know whether Lin Lang could do it, but he agreed happily.

Chu Yiren took a sip of the noodle soup, and the warm liquid slid into her stomach. She sighed with comfort.

She rubbed her face against Lin Lang's shoulder and said in a soft voice, "Hubby, actually, when I was processing documents at the company this afternoon, I was craving the plain noodles you made, but I just couldn't bring myself to call you."

"It's all your husband's fault. I didn't take good care of you during your pregnancy." Lin Lang kissed Chu Yiren on the cheek. He was definitely good at making his wife happy.

Chu Yiren smiled sweetly and continued to eat the plain noodles with the taste of her mother's food. It seemed that what she was eating was not noodles, but the taste of love.

Lin Lang just stayed with Chu Yiren, listening to her satisfied sighs and watching her eat with relish. He felt that a corner of his heart was filled with happiness.

It turns out that the so-called peaceful days are nothing more than watching the one you love eat and sleep well. Even if you just sit quietly like this, you will feel at ease.

After Chu Yiren had dinner, Lin Lang accompanied her for a walk in the back garden of the Chu residence.

They walked hand in hand in the night, chatting sweetly and comfortably, looking forward to the warmth and beauty that the baby would bring to the family after he was born.

The evening breeze brought the coolness of the night dew, gently lifting the ends of Chu Yiren's hair, ruffling her hair, but she was still beautiful.

Lin Lang stopped and reached out to tuck the strands of hair behind Chu Yiren's ears. His fingertips accidentally brushed her earlobe, causing Chu Yiren to shudder slightly, and then she leaned closer to his arms.

"Honey, look, the stars are so bright tonight!" Chu Yiren looked up at the night sky, her voice filled with childlike surprise.

Lin Lang followed Chu Yiren's gaze and saw the dark blue sky dotted with stars, like a handful of broken diamonds.

"Wife, you are just too busy with work at the company and rarely take the time to calm down and watch the natural starry sky."

Chu Yiren sighed and said, "I remember when my eldest brother was alive, he was the president of the Truman Group and managed the company in an orderly manner. I wasn't very busy at that time."

"Now that I don't have my eldest brother to help me with official duties, the huge family business of the Chu Consortium is all on me. I dare not slack off for a single day. Even if it means death, I must shoulder the burden of the family's rise and fall. I will never let the Chu family fail in my hands."

When Chu Yiren said this with a stern expression, she was looking at Sirius, the brightest star in the vast night sky. Little did she know that in Lin Lang's eyes, she was more dazzling than the stars.

After hearing this, Lin Lang felt very sorry for Chu Yiren and tried to make the topic more light-hearted.

He put his arm around Chu Yiren's shoulders, looked at the night sky and said, "Wife, do you know? I always thought the stars were too far away, until I met you, I realized that the brightest star has always been by my side."

Chu Yiren smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand and gently pinched Lin Lang, but the corners of her mouth could not help but rise: "You are so sweet."

They walked playfully to the swing in the garden. Lin Lang helped Chu Yiren sit down, while he stood behind and pushed it gently.

The swing swung slowly, carrying the laughter of the two people into the night sky.

Chu Yiren stretched out her hand, as if trying to catch the evening breeze that passed through her fingertips. Suddenly she remembered something and turned her head to ask him, "Hubby, where did you take Zhou Mengyao to hang out during the day?"

Lin Lang paused, then lied guiltily, "Mengyao won the Pro Stock Motorcycle Racing Championship in the United States. After she returned to China, I invited her to have lunch at the Longhai Hotel to celebrate. Are you jealous too?"

"Honey, I'm not jealous, I just feel wronged. I didn't eat much at noon today because of morning sickness. I took a short rest at home and then endured the discomfort to go to the group company for a meeting."

"I didn't expect that when I was waiting for the traffic light on the road, I saw Zhou Mengyao driving the Ferrari I gave you, and you were sitting in the passenger seat chatting and laughing with her."

"You are free to have lunch with your mistress, but you don't have time to have lunch with me. Don't you think I'll be angry?" Chu Yiren pouted aggrievedly.

Lin Lang walked up to Chu Yiren, squatted down and looked at her at eye level, the moonlight fell into his eyes, very gentle, "Wife, are you still angry now?"

"I should be grateful for what I have done to you. Hubby, you made delicious food for me. I am not angry anymore." Chu Yiren shook her feet with a hint of sweetness in her tone.

"Wife, there is no end to making money. I know you have a strong personality, but you are pregnant now, and the company will always be busy with official business. You should make sure to rest more."

After hearing Lin Lang's heartwarming words, Chu Yiren's heart seemed to be filled with something warm.

She reached out her hand and gently stroked Lin Lang's cheek, her fingertips brushing across his eyebrows: "Husband, sometimes I wonder, if I could be like Sun Wukong, I could pull out a monkey hair and turn it into an avatar, and let the avatar be a tool to do official business for me, how great it would be!"

Lin Lang held her hand and placed it against his cheek, feeling the warmth of her palm. "Wife, if you really want to learn the art of clones, I can teach you, but you must be extra careful when using it."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren pinched Lin Lang's cheek and said in disbelief: "Husband, are you kidding me? You don't even know how to clone yourself, so how can you teach me?"

Lin Lang lied, "Just because I can't do it doesn't mean I can't teach you. I see that you have amazing talents and are a rare genius in cultivation."

Chu Yiren covered her mouth and laughed, "Hubby, you're pretending again, so teach me now, I want to see if you can teach me the art of clones."

Lin Lang said seriously: "It is recorded in the ancient book of Qimen Dunjia that there is a formula that can give the person who chants the spell the ability to create a clone of himself, and can control the illusory shadow that looks like a real entity through thoughts."

Chu Yiren blinked her big eyes and asked with interest, "What secret spell is it?"

Lin Lang pretended to be mysterious and said: "Wife, first calm your mind and focus your energy on your eyes, and picture yourself in your mind."

"Then, you should silently recite the secret mantra in your heart, 'Emperor Taiyi, the God of the Four Realms, penetrate my magic, save the world, and make all things as you wish. Dreams are fleeting, illusions become reality, change!'"

"After silently reciting the secret spell of the clone, you snap your fingers and there is a chance that you will summon a clone."

"Once the clone is successfully summoned, it can move freely under the control of your consciousness. Once your mind actively recalls it, the clone will disappear."

"Or you can use your mind to arrange for your clone to carry out a mission. Once the mission is completed, the clone will be automatically recalled and dissipated."

After hearing this, Chu Yiren said doubtfully, "Is this true? Is what you said reliable, husband?"

Lin Lang said seriously, "Wife, I feel sorry for you because you are the chairman of the Truman Group and have so many things to do every day. That's why I want to teach you the art of clones. If you don't appreciate it, forget it."

"Haha... okay, okay, my husband loves me, so I will learn. Is it not okay for me to learn?" Chu Yiren still thought that Lin Lang was joking with her.

"Wife, then you should follow the method I taught you now, silently recite the secret spell of clone in your heart, concentrate and give it a try."

Chu Yiren said eagerly: "Okay, then I will give it a try as you said. If I can't summon the clone, I will find that you are teasing me, and I will not let you sleep with me tonight."

Lin Lang laughed softly: "If I teach you the art of clone, how will you thank me?"

Chu Yiren replied without thinking: "If you can really teach me the art of splitting, I will turn a blind eye to your flirting with other women in the future. As long as you don't go too far, I will indulge you. How about that?"

Lin Lang's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he laughed, "Wife, if you can really keep your promise, I will teach you the art of invisibility if I play with other women outside in the future."

Chu Yiren couldn't help but laugh and said, "Husband, didn't you drink fake wine for dinner before returning to the Chu residence?"

"If you can really teach me the art of clone and invisibility, I will never interfere with you playing with women outside in the future." Chu Yiren seemed to have not realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Wife, let's make a deal now. No regrets after this!" Lin Lang stretched out the little finger of his right hand.