Young master, your vest fell off

Fu Miaomiao still didn't tell Situ Han about Yu Fengyin's visit to her today, let's just let it go, she doesn't care about Yu Fengyin's affairs, and naturally she doesn't want Situ Han to be upset because of these things.

night till dawn.

Fu Miaomiao packed up and went down to eat with Situ Han. When they reached the first floor, they saw Fu Yan'er and Wu Fan coming in.

The eyes of her and Fu Yan'er met in mid-air, Fu Yan'er's submissive appearance seemed to be a different person.

During this period of time, Fu Miaomiao really didn't have time to talk to Fu Yan'er. After she dealt with the Situ family members, she would come to settle accounts with their mother and daughter.

Recently, Fu Yan'er is also very obedient. After all, even if she is given 1 courage, she would not dare to go against the Situ family.

For Fu Miaomiao, this side of the house is quite leisurely.

After breakfast, she went to Situ Yunliang's house again.

It was just a dinner party. Although she hadn't been responsible for it before, she saw her mother hold a dinner party before, and her mother asked her to follow suit.

For her, things are still going well.

In this way, come in the morning and leave in the evening, and soon, Christmas Eve will arrive.

Everything is ready for the dinner party.

That afternoon, Fu Miaomiao called Wang Qing and said that her side was ready and asked her to come back and have a look.

Wang Qing's tone on the phone was not very impatient, "Okay, go when you're done, I still have something to do here, so hang up first."

Before Fu Miaomiao could speak, the phone hung up.

What attitude is this?

Fu Miaomiao frowned, looked at the phone again, fell silent, and went downstairs with her bag, ready to leave.

But when he walked to the corner of the corridor, he heard the maids' discussions.

"The young master is gone, do you know?"

"I've heard that too. It's so strange why it suddenly disappeared."

"I didn't notice it at the beginning. I haven't seen anyone for several days. Where did it go?"

"..."

Only now did Fu Miaomiao know why Wang Qing had such an attitude just now. It turned out that her son had disappeared.

Very strange indeed.

Fu Miaomiao faintly felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

She didn't listen much, she talked to the housekeeper and left.

When we got home, it was already dark.

Fu Miaomiao rested in the living room for a while, the surroundings were quiet, and she thought about Situ Yuan's disappearance, and the inexplicable feeling in her heart returned.

After thinking about it, Fu Miaomiao still called Situ Han.

As a result, the phone rang in the living room.

She followed the sound and saw that the elevator door had opened, and Situ Han came out from inside.

"You're back." Fu Miaomiao stood up and smiled wryly.

Situ Han nodded and hung up Fu Miaomiao's phone, "I know you're coming back, so I left work early."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, sat down beside Fu Miaomiao, and asked while looking at his phone, "It's all over? It went well?"

"I think it's going well, it's just a dinner party, but my uncle and aunt haven't watched it yet." When Fu Miaomiao said this, he suddenly thought of something, and then said: "Situ Yuan is gone, do you know?" ? It’s so strange, why did such a good person suddenly disappear?”

Hearing this, Situ Han paused for a second, then recovered his usual expression, and looked at her with a faint smile, "I heard that I am looking for it. By the way, you have worked hard recently, so don't make any arrangements for Christmas." , I'll take you and An An out to play."

Fu Miaomiao looked a little embarrassed, she really wanted to go out with Situ Han, but...

"What's the matter? Don't want to go?" Situ Han asked, and then said: "Actually, Christmas is not an important day, and you don't have to attend that banquet."

Fu Miaomiao was still a little uncertain, "Isn't this bad?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's settled. I'll take you to see Grandpa tomorrow morning. I'll pick up An An by the way, and then I'll go." Situ Han patted Fu Miaomiao on the shoulder lightly, got up and went upstairs.

Fu Miaomiao glanced at Situ Han's back, didn't think much, and followed upstairs, but went to the cloakroom, changed into a set of loose home clothes, and went downstairs again.

Situ Han went to the study.

As soon as the door of the study room was closed, Situ Han's face became completely gloomy, and the coldness on his handsome face was dense, like the cold winter moon outside, it was so cold to the bone.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Su Yi's number.

The phone was connected immediately, and Su Yi's voice came from the other side, "President, the wife is fine now, but she has been imprisoned by Situ Yunliang. It can be seen that the old man gave the shares to the wife and the young master this time. You have completely angered him, and he is going to confront you head-on."

Situ Han tightened his grip on the phone, "Leave the matter here to you first, and I will take Miaomiao and An An out of here tomorrow, and I will come back after I settle them down."

Su Yi responded: "Yes, President, don't worry, I will definitely protect my wife's safety."

"En." Situ Han's voice was heavy, and after he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He called Gu Mo again and told him that Fu Miaomiao had agreed to leave here first.

Once here, everything has been arranged.

Situ Han put away his phone, turned around and went downstairs.

As soon as he reached the first floor, he heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen. Looking over, he saw the busy figure of the little woman.

Outside, the night is dark and the city's red lights are colorful.

The little woman was wearing a white T-shirt, her hair was loosely tied back...

Such a scene, ordinary and warm, rubbed Situ Han's heart heavily.

He stood there in the building, watching quietly, with greed in his eyes, he was willing to step forward after a long time, and hugged Fu Miaomiao from behind, his handsome face buried deeply in her neck.

Fu Miaomiao giggled, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just in charge of washing the vegetables, and now I'm finally willing to admit that the food I cook is terrible."

There is only one thing she doesn't understand.

She turned off the faucet, gently pushed Situ Han away, and turned to look at him, "The things I put are the same as yours, why don't the things I make taste good at all?"

Situ Han looked deeply at Fu Miaomiao, with a charming curve on his lips, "It's okay, as long as you eat it."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

This man just has such ability, he can continue to drive whatever she says.

"You do it yourself, hurry up, I'm hungry." Fu Miaomiao took a step aside, passed Situ Han, and strode to the living room.

Situ Han smiled softly, "What are you afraid of, I didn't say I want you now."

He said, took off his coat, and started washing vegetables.

Fu Miaomiao nestled on the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and said while watching the news: "Where are you taking An'an and me tomorrow?"