The Villain And The Cannon Fodder's Mother Chapter 11

t.i.tle: The Villain and the Cannon Fodder's Mother
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 11 - Lin Yiyi suddenly felt her head hurting; it felt as if her brain wasn't getting enough oxygen! (2)

For that evening's meal, Lin Yiyi unleashed her full efforts. There was a table full of food by the time she was done.

These two siblings, who had never eaten their mother's cooking before today's breakfast and lunch, were full of confidence about the dinner their mother had prepared tonight.

As someone skilled enough to get a first-cla.s.s chef's certificate, it went without saying that Lin Yiyi's cooking skills were excellent.

Besides, since Little Chen and the two offsprings had stamped the "naturally talented at cooking" t.i.tle on her, there was no need for her to hide her skills. With recipes in hand, she bustled about in the kitchen. Once again and not surprisingly this time, she obtained recognition for her skills.

Pearl meatb.a.l.l.s with sticky rice, marinated roast meat, sweet and sour fish, sliced king oyster mushroom over vegetables, chicken wings in coccola sauce, two vegetarian dishes, and finally a soybean and trotter soup. Everything smelled, looked, and tasted great.There was a flurry of hands moving during dinnertime...

The family of three ate a very satisfying dinner. Little Chen, who was secretly observing them, kept having the foreboding feeling she was going to be unemployed soon.

But, honestly, Ms. Lin was really amazing. Just by looking at the recipes, she was able to cook a table's worth of food. Little Chen had previously heard that Ms. Lin's son always scored the highest in his grade every year!

Could it be that people with high IQ were innately talented at everything they did?

Sure enough, intelligence was genetic!

After dinner, Little Chen left with Mrs. Zhang, the Lin family's housekeeper.

Once the two people left the villa for the night, it actually didn't feel too deserted. The TV was on in the living room. Lin Yiyi was watching TV with Meng Shanshan.

She was surprised that Meng Yuran, who didn't seem like a person that would hang out with other people, was sitting on the other sofa and watching TV with them too.

This was a rare sight of a wholesome family moment. She wouldn't ruin the moment by asking him if he had finished his homework.

This kid was quite conscientious. There was no need for her to urge him to do schoolwork.

Moreover, she didn't want to be annoying parent either.

On the ma.s.sive TV screen, an entertainment show came on.

"Today is the Film Emperor Meng Yan and the rising starlet Zhang Xiying's grand fairytale wedding. This scene is comparable to the award ceremony for mainstream film and television. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say this wedding is even more star-studded than the award ceremony's red carpet. More than half of the entertainment circle is here including Lu Yifei, Liang Siyu, Du Wei, Yang Jing..."

On the 90" LCD screen, the handsome man and beautiful woman appeared especially clear on the screen. The host of the enterimaint show was reporting at a lightning fast speed.

Perhaps, the host wanted to attract an audience using publicity gimmicks. The host suddenly changed the topic to something else. "Although Meng Yan had a previously unhappy marriage, which led to widespread sympathetic resentment of his fans on his behalf, his relations.h.i.+p with Zhang Xiying has popular support."

Followed by the host's endless stream of words, the camera panned to the extremely handsome and charming groom, Meng Yan. Towards the camera, his gaze was overflowing with gentle and tender feelings. He raised up the hand that was holding hands with captivatingly beautiful bride. She was wearing a diamond-beaded wedding dress.

At the bottom of the TV screen, the headline news was displayed in large font - Meng Yan and the rising starlet's wedding of the century.

The two of them looked like an ideal couple that would be envied by onlookers.

Lin Yiyi had been gnawing on melon seeds originally. While facing the TV screen, she had just wanted to be a quiet spectator, but Meng Yan and Zhang Xiying's names whirled around in her eyes. At first, these names just sounded familiar to her. By the end, she gradually felt there was something wrong...

Without noticing, she had already stopped gnawing on the mlend seeds. There was a stunned look on her face.

Meng Yan, Zhang Xiying...