Chapter 893

After getting out of the elevator, Bai Wanrong sat on the sofa in her living room, then looked in Leng Rongrong's direction, "Sit."

Leng Rongrong was not polite, and after looking around, she sat down in front of Bai Wanrong.

"This is your home?" Leng Rongrong asked, "What did you bring me here for?"

Bai Wanrong's eyes fell on the ring on Leng Rongrong's finger.

"You want my little black dragon ring?" Leng Rongrong raised her finger, and then fiddled with her ring, "Is there anything special about this ring? Because it is priceless, so you all want it? "

Bai Wanrong looked at Leng Rongrong with eyes like looking at a fool.

Master Rong: ... At least she is your daughter, right?

"You don't need to talk so much nonsense, just give it to me." Bai Wanrong looked at the little black dragon ring and said, "Anyway, it won't be yours sooner or later, so you might as well give it to me. You can't even deal with that trashy woman, take it in In your hands, you will die miserably."

Leng Rongrong: ...

Was she despised by her mother?

"mom--"

"Mom, what mother! Go away! Don't call me mom! Who the hell is your mother! I look so young, I can at most be your sister, no, maybe I can be your sister!"

Bai Wanrong crossed her arms and yelled bluffing, as if she had encountered some pervert.

"No, you are really my mother! Otherwise, let's do a paternity test?" Leng Rongrong stared at Bai Wanrong, she felt that it was her, and she couldn't be wrong.

She had that strong hunch, and her hunch was always right.

The person in front of her was her mother, the mother she always thought was dead. Her mother was still alive, but she seemed to have forgotten her own existence.

"What paternity test, who wants to do a paternity test with you, I don't believe it, you are my daughter!"

Bai Wanrong snorted coldly.

"But the fact that you are my mother won't change just because we didn't do a paternity test." Leng Rongrong said, "What are you doing now, don't you remember your own past?"

"Of course I remember." Bai Wanrong frowned, "Anyway, don't call me mom!"

Leng Rongrong was a little disappointed.

However, she was very happy to see her mother and get along so close.

Her mother was rumored to be a frightening person, but she was also very cute.

Leng Rongrong's stomach suddenly growled.

I haven't had dinner yet, and I feel a little hungry.

Bai Wanrong looked at Leng Rongrong's stomach, showing a ghostly expression, "What are you doing? What's your stomach called?"

"I'm hungry." Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong eagerly, "Mom...Sister Wanrong, I'm hungry."

Leng Rongrong blinked her eyes, and just looked at Bai Wanrong expectantly, hoping that her mother could make some food for her.

Others say that the food made by mother is very delicious, and the taste made by mother's hands is special.

She has never eaten anything cooked by her mother since she was a child.

"I don't know how to cook!" Bai Wanrong put her hands on her chest and snorted.

"Then what do you eat?" Leng Rongrong was surprised.

"Go home after eating outside." Bai Wanrong said as a matter of course, "Isn't the food outside not delicious enough? Why do you have to make it yourself?"

"..." There is a reason.

But the average person...

Well, her mother might not be your average person.

"Then order me a takeaway." Leng Rongrong stared at Bai Wanrong, "You smashed my phone, so I can't order takeaway now."

"It's a bit out of the way, there is a crematorium next to it, and there are usually no takeaways." Bai Wanrong said.

"Fire, crematorium???" Leng Rongrong looked at Bai Wanrong with horror.

What kind of weird habit does her mother have, she lives next to the crematorium, isn't she afraid of ghosts?

"No one bothers me here. Besides, I'm a little interested in ghosts and ghosts. Maybe this place is very dark and can see ghosts." Bai Wanrong stood up and poured a glass of water to Leng Rongrong.

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" The corners of Leng Rongrong's mouth continued to twitch.

"What are you afraid of? If there is a ghost, I will beat it until it is afraid of me." Bai Wanrong snorted coldly, "If it dares to kill me, I will become a more powerful ghost than it after I die, and I can still kill it."

Leng Rongrong: "...it seems very reasonable."

"Goo—"

My stomach continued to growl in embarrassment.

Bai Wanrong glanced at Leng Rongrong's stomach, and said impatiently, "You cook something yourself, there should be food in the kitchen."

"I don't know how to do it. If you are not afraid that I will blow up your home, I can try it, but I dare not eat anything I make myself."

Leng Rongrong said very confidently.

Bai Wanrong:! ! !

She took a deep look at Leng Rongrong, and then was forced to walk towards the kitchen.

Leng Rongrong followed Bai Wanrong's ass, very happy that her mother seemed to be going to cook for herself.

As a result, she reached the kitchen door, and with a bang, the kitchen door was pulled up, and she was locked out.

"Don't watch me cook!"

Bai Wanrong's voice came from inside.

"Oh..." Master Rong snorted, leaned against the door and listened to the movement inside for a while, then walked away again, and she began to visit the room.

The living room has a very simple style, and the mother is very girlish, basically in pink and blue tones.

But it is very clean and comfortable. There are many places decorated with feathers, which makes people feel like their hearts will melt.

Leng Rongrong raised her head and glanced upstairs, when she walked to the edge of the stairs and was about to go up, suddenly an arrow flew from behind.

"I'll go!" Leng Rongrong quickly dodged back in fright, and then watched the sharp arrow hit a target on the wall.

OK, sure enough, there are a lot of agencies talking about it.

There are hidden arrows on the next step.

Is this for fear of not killing myself?

In case I forgot, wouldn't I have to kill myself?

Leng Rongrong glanced at the winding stairs, she hesitated for a moment, and decided not to run around, but to wait for the meal obediently.

Her mother doesn't seem to have a good temper. If she messes up here, her mother will probably get mad, and if she gets mad, she will probably beat herself...

waiting for dinner...

Suddenly there was a very happy feeling that her own mother was cooking for her!

She can finally know what her mother cooks.

She could finally know what her mother smelled like.

Meanwhile, someone in the kitchen is getting burned.

Looking at the pot, Bai Wanrong poured eggs into it, and said brokenly, "Why should I cook for that girl? Why does she ask me to cook for her? You won't starve to death after a meal, and you won't die if you starve to death." What does it have to do with me?"

The eggs were not opened, and the shells and the eggs were broken by the shovel in the pan.

Then, Bai Wanrong started to stir-fry quickly, not to mention, the stir-fry still looked good, but the egg shells and eggs were all mixed together.