Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

In the morning, the sun shines through the window.

When Ye Ling got up, her hair was like a chicken coop, and the alarm clock was jingling. Ye Ling got up from the bed and reached out to press the alarm clock.

Dark circles caused by lack of sleep.

Ye Ling scratched his head, his whole body was very empty, top-heavy.

"Ha Qiu."

Ye Ling was still in a daze, and took out a tissue to wipe his nose.

What the hell was she doing yesterday, that she didn't fall asleep until three or four in the morning after blowing the wind all night.

Ye Ling dragged her heavy body into the bathroom, her eyes were bloodshot, and her whole face was haggard. If she hadn't stared at this face for more than 20 years, she really thought she had seen a ghost.

"Tsk."

Ye Ling clicked her tongue softly, brushed her teeth and washed her face.

Staring at the mirror for a long time, she dared not face Fu Yuhan when she thought about what happened yesterday.

Snapped

Ye Ling patted his face to wake himself up.

Why can she think of Fu Yuhan even when she looks in the mirror?
Ye Ling shook her head and brushed vigorously with her toothbrush. When she finished tidying up, she glanced downstairs. There was no breakfast on the dining table, and Fu Yuhan was not busy in the kitchen. Ye Ling raised her eyebrows a little strangely.

Usually when she wakes up, Fu Yuhan has already made breakfast, and will sit where he usually sits to read the newspaper, today...

"Aqiu."

Ye Ling sniffed his nose, and when he passed Fu Yuhan's room, he heard coughing from inside.

Ye Ling stopped, and the cough became more and more intense.

Ye Ling held the handle of the door, but the door opened automatically before it was opened.

Fu Yuhan's condition was not much better than Ye Ling's. His handsome face was haggard, with obvious dark circles, and his eyes were bloodshot just like Ye Ling's.

The two looked at each other, Fu Yuhan was stunned, looking at Ye Ling as if seeing himself.

"I didn't sleep well after reading the materials yesterday, and my head hurts a bit."

Fu Yuhan rubbed his eyes and yawned tiredly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed twice.

"I'm going to make breakfast."

Fu Yuhan walked past Ye Ling barefoot, and Ye Ling couldn't help holding his hand, which was extremely cold.

"You wait."

This pair of dead-like cold hands knew that there was something wrong with his body as soon as he touched it. After being told by Ye Ling, Fu Yuhan really stood there honestly waiting for Ye Ling.

I saw Ye Ling walking towards the room and coming out again after a while.

Holding the heat detector in his hand, he handed it to Fu Yuhan.

"Clamp your arms for 5 minutes first."

"I'll come for breakfast today, I still have time."

Ye Ling rolled up his sleeves and walked downstairs.

After taking two steps, he stopped and turned to look at Fu Yuhan.

"Remember to count the time well."

After speaking, go downstairs.

Fu Yuhan stared blankly at the heat detector in his hand, a tenderness flashed across his eyes, and his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Covering his mouth with his hand, Fu Yuhan coughed.

Yesterday he calmed down under the cold water for more than an hour, changed his clothes and tossed and turned on the bed again, and by the time he realized it, there was still light outside the window.

The location of this villa is good, you can see the sea and the mountains from the window.

If you encounter high tide, you can also hear the sound of waves sweeping and hitting the reef, which is like music, which is very pleasant to hear.

In the kitchen, Ye Ling stared at the pots and pans in a daze for a long time, and finally took out the pot and put it on the stove, recalling how Fu Yuhan was cooking porridge.

"Put rice first, then add water, then carrots, corn, and shiitake mushrooms..."

Ye Ling was reading, and frantically dug out things from the refrigerator.

She bought those at the supermarket with Fu Yuhan yesterday, so she remembered them very clearly.

Fu Yuhan really listened to Ye Ling's words and sat on the chair reading the newspaper, waiting for Ye Ling with a heat detector under his arm.

Hearing the crackling sound downstairs, Fu Yuhan frowned, and wanted to go down several times to see what happened, but he knew without thinking that his kitchen would be wiped out.

When Ye Ling enters the kitchen, it's like dropping a bomb into the kitchen.

"Pfft."

Thinking of something, Fu Yuhan chuckled.

His eyes were bent into a crescent, and he didn't care to read the newspaper but was content to wait for Ye Ling to come up with something.

The clock on the wall ticked every minute, and Ding Dong Ding Dong was counting the time.

"why are you laughing?"

Ye Ling entered the room with the bowl in his hand, seeing Fu Yuhan's smile on his lips, he thought he was laughing at her.

It seemed that the bowl was too hot, so Ye Ling put down the bowl and touched his ears.

"It's nothing, I just thought of something funny."

Fu Yuhan swept towards the bowl in front of him, thinking about it.

There are few ingredients in porridge, and those ingredients look half-baked. The key is that even the rice is half white and translucent.

The most important thing is that it is porridge but there is no water.

There are also radishes that are not cut into small pieces but are cut into pieces, occupying the entire bowl.

"Don't look at the appearance, it must taste good, try it."

Seeing Fu Yuhan staring but not moving, Ye Ling felt a little guilty.

This is her second time going to the kitchen, and what she cooks is definitely not as good as Fu Yuhan's.

Fu Yuhan didn't say much, picked up the bowl and took a spoon to scoop it up.

While chewing in his mouth, there was a crisp sound, as if he was chewing wood. Ye Ling felt unpalatable just hearing this sound.

"If it's unpalatable, I'll go outside and get you some porridge."

Ben was still full of confidence, the more she listened to this voice, the more she felt that what she was doing just now, obediently going outside to make porridge was faster and more delicious than her cooking.

She originally thought that cooking was very simple. Pour rice into a pot and cook for a certain period of time before turning off the heat. She tried it today, but it was so difficult. She underestimated the course of cooking.

"No, it's still... pretty good."

Fu Yuhan praised, Ye Ling could already hear that he was forcing it.

"Have you shopped for rice?"

Fu Yuhan looked at the whitish porridge and asked.

"No, just add water and rice to cook."

Ye Ling shook his head.

"Rice needs to be soaked in water twice, otherwise it will be unclean."

Fu Yuhan taught, Ye Ling nodded and remembered.

She also didn't want to cause trouble to Fu Yuhan, she was living here temporarily, and sooner or later she would move out, and then she had to be self-reliant.

"There are also radish and corn, which need to be broken or cut into small pieces. Remember to taste it when making it, it is a bit salty."

Fu Yuhan taught patiently, while Ye Ling listened carefully.

If someone is willing to teach, then she is willing to learn, and next time she will not be embarrassed in front of Fu Yuhan.

"I'll make another one."

"No, I'm full."

Fu Yuhan put down the bowl.

"Where's the heat detector? Let me see."

Ye Ling didn't forget to ask about this, so Fu Yuhan handed Ye Ling the heat detector.

Ye Ling held it up and looked at it for a long time.

"It's more than 39 degrees, congratulations to Mr. Fu."

Ye Ling looked down at Fu Yuhan, such a big man had a fever.

"Let's lie down at home first. It's not suitable to go to the company at this time. It's good for your body to take a break once in a while."

"Cough cough."

Fu Yuhan coughed, and Ye Ling went out with the bowl and chopsticks.

I was curious as to how unpalatable this was.

She couldn't help picking up the soup spoon and taking a sip. When she put it into her mouth, she frowned and almost spat it out.

This is no longer salty, a little bit salty.

She only added four teaspoons of salt, how could it be so salty?
I'm afraid it's better to feed this kind of thing to pigs, and pigs won't eat it.

Ye Ling looked at the kitchen, his eyes were full of eyes like a battlefield, after a while, he poured out the porridge, put the bowl in the sink, and hurried to the room.

Fu Yuhan was still in the house, coughing.

"Here, ice packs and medicine."

"If you don't take a good rest and continue burning, your brain may be useless. I have already called Assistant Liu."

As Ye Ling said, Fu Yuhan looked at the ice pack and medicine thrown by Ye Ling. The cold ice pack reminded him of yesterday's cold water.

"Did you forget something?"

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling's busy back and asked.

Ye Ling raised her eyebrows, not understanding what Fu Yuhan was talking about.

"Today is the day when new winter clothes hit the shelves, and you are already late."

Fu Yuhan glanced at the clock and said slowly, Ye Ling's eyes widened in astonishment.

If Fu Yuhan hadn't reminded her, she would have really forgotten about it.

"Oops!"

Ye Ling turned back to the room, only to hear crackling sounds, Fu Yuhan got up and walked to the bed with an ice pack in his hand.

Apply an ice pack to your forehead and cover yourself with a blanket.

And Ye Ling was still wearing pajamas just now, and when he just bent over, he suddenly looked happy.

Of course, he doesn't mind showing up in front of him.

Ye Ling probably didn't even know about this.

Compared to yesterday, he was much calmer, and when he lay on the bed, he felt much more relaxed.

He felt heavy as if something was pressing on his head.

Unable to bear it, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"Assistant Liu, what are you doing blankly?"

Nie Chenghai looked at Liu Feiyu who was in a daze and couldn't help asking.

Everyone is busy today, even the model Lin Jiayin is busy promoting the new winter clothes, why can't I see Fu Yuhan?
Fu Yuhan should be there at this time.

"You said Mr. Fu had a fever, why did Ye Ling call?"

Liu Feiyu frowned and asked in puzzlement, she couldn't figure it out.

The smiling face was a little stiff, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It's only ten o'clock in the morning, so even if Fu Yuhan had an accident, it's not Ye Ling's turn to call, right?Are the two...

"Has Boss Fu got a fever? No wonder I didn't see him today. Ms. Lin is also looking for Boss Fu at the event venue."

Nie Chenghai asked with concern, Liu Feiyu nodded: "Just now Ye Ling called and said that Mr. Fu won't be able to come today."

"So that's the case. I'll tell Ms. Lin later, lest she keep looking for Mr. Fu."

"This is information and data, please wait for Mr. Fu to give it to him when he comes."

Nie Shenghai handed the information to Liu Feiyu, and looked down at the watch in his hand.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

Liu Feiyu nodded.

The moment Nie Chenghai turned around, the smile on his face disappeared and was replaced by seriousness.

Liu Feiyu scratched her head, she had never heard of his boss being sick, and a person who clocked in at work every day all year round, she was really puzzled when he suddenly didn't come for a day.

In the event venue, Lin Jiayin sat in front of the dressing table, looking left and right.

"Miss Lin, don't move."

The makeup artist wanted to put on makeup for Lin Jiayin, but she was moving around, which made the makeup artist a little embarrassed.

"Where's Mr. Fu? Why is there no one around at this time?"

Lin Jiayin asked anxiously, seemingly not in a good mood.

They have been sitting here for an hour, but there is no sign of Fu Yuhan.

Looking in the mirror, Ye Ling hurried over.

Lin Jiayin got up from the chair suddenly and pushed the makeup artist aside.

"You get up."

Step over from the makeup artist to Ye Ling.

"You, have you seen your boss Fu?"