Young master, your vest fell off

"Okay, it's not a big deal." Chu Huaishu said in a low voice, and picked up the newspaper again.

Bai Qiuyun still had a stern expression on his face, "The family banquet is about to start, you should watch it closely these few days, don't let her embarrass me."

"Yes." Xu Xian nodded.

……

After breakfast, Situ Han went to the company.

Fu Miaomiao and Xu Xian began to make dumplings officially.

"Young Mistress..." Xu Xian struggled for a long time, and finally opened his mouth: "In front of the old Mr. and Mrs., or..."

Fu Miaomiao slowly withdrew the smile on her lips, "What? Tell me to behave? What did Mrs. Chu tell you again?"

Xu Xian frowned, "Young Mistress, the old lady is your grandmother."

"I know." Fu Miaomiao's face turned cold, "But I don't have any feelings for her, and Situ Han didn't grow up with her. To a stranger, my attitude is already very good."

"But am I not a stranger to you?" Xu Xian earnestly said, "Young Mistress, do you still have complaints about the old Mrs. and Mrs.?"

After getting along these few days, she gradually began to like this young mistress from her disgust at the beginning.

Although the young mistress has no rules compared to other ladies and young mistresses, and she doesn't show any respect to her, she really has fully accepted this young mistress in her heart.

In just a few days, Xu Xian never thought that he would become so thorough.

But it is true.

She hoped that the distance between the young mistress and the old gentleman and old lady could be shortened.

"How could it not be?" Fu Miaomiao muttered.

She was not for herself, but for Situ Han.

But thinking about it carefully, it was actually nothing. Neither she nor Situ Han planned to stay, which meant that they were going to leave after Feng Yin's death was revealed.

Just ...

Fu Miaomiao glanced at Xu Xian again, stepped forward and hugged Xu Xian, "Aunt Xian, if I leave, I will miss you, and you will miss me too."

"Go?" Xu Xian paused slightly, "Young Mistress, where are you going?"

"Go to the company." Fu Miaomiao reacted very quickly and smiled mischievously, "Just kidding, hurry up and make dumplings."

At noon today, Chu Junyang must be taken down.

Thinking of Chu Junyang's "wow" last night, Fu Miaomiao remembered that she still had questions to ask Aunt Xian, "Aunt Xian, if I kiss you, will you feel disgusted?"

Xu Xian: "..."

Why are you talking about this again?

"Young Mistress, what are you talking about? Why do I find you disgusting?"

Fu Miaomiao laughed happily, "By the way, Aunt Xian, do you have any children?"

"No, I've been here for most of my life, and I'm never married." When Xu Xian said this, his eyes dimmed a bit.

When she was young, she didn't think much of it. When she was older, she sometimes wanted to have her own home and her own children. She hoped that the children could circle around her, laughing and laughing.

She has never experienced this kind of happiness before, but since the young mistress came, she has been thinking that a full house of children and grandchildren must be very happy.

Fu Miaomiao was silent and didn't ask any more questions.

She could see Xu Xian's loneliness, and if she asked further, it would make him feel lonely.

After ten o'clock, the dumplings finally came out of the pan.

Fu Miaomiao's craftsmanship is still not very decent, but at least it is edible.

She packed the dumplings into a bento box with constant temperature and took them to the company.

Just in time for lunch.

Fu Miaomiao came to Situ Han's office first, and put the bento box on Situ Han's table, "The stuffing of the dumplings I made was made by Aunt Xian. I didn't ask the chef to do it. I always feel that everything the chef does is like a restaurant. You can eat it first, and I'll go find Chu Junyang."

"Let him fetch it himself." Situ Han said in a deep voice, "You are not his servant."

"Don't be like this, I still have to get information out of him." After Fu Miaomiao finished speaking, she went out with a lunch box.

Situ Han: "..."

Fu Miaomiao inquired with Wen Jie before going to Chu Junyang's office.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chu Junyang spread out on a chair, with his feet crossed on the desk, playing a game like a playboy.

Seeing Fu Miaomiao coming in, Chu Junyang immediately dropped his phone, put down his feet and stood up to meet him, very excited, "Cousin, you're here!"

Fu Miaomiao shook the bento box in the book, "Of course, this is the dumpling I promised you, eat it quickly, it's still hot."

"Biao sister-in-law, you are so kind!" Chu Junyang stepped forward to take the lunch box, walked to the sofa and sat down, opened it and started to eat, one bite at a time, nodding while eating, "Yeah, cousin, you packed it The dumplings are really delicious."

Fu Miaomiao hooked her lips, "Is that so? Then you should eat more."

"Biao sister-in-law, you can eat together too." Chu Junyang stepped aside, "There are so many."

"I won't." Fu Miaomiao smiled faintly, "I'll just eat with your cousin."

"Cousin, I want you to accompany me." Chu Junyang acted like a baby.

The corners of Fu Miaomiao's eyes twitched slightly.

I really want to step forward and give him a slap to make him talk properly.

Fu Miaomiao got goosebumps all over her body, but she still laughed along, and sat down beside Chu Junyang, "Hehe, cousin, you are so cute."

"Cousin, you eat." Chu Junyang pointed at the dumplings, "Use my chopsticks first, and I'll get another pair."

"No...no need." Fu Miaomiao waved her hand.

"Then wait for me." Chu Junyang immediately stood up, dialed the internal line, and asked someone to bring in a pair of chopsticks.

Fu Miaomiao took the chopsticks and forced a smile.

"Cousin, you eat." Chu Junyang picked up a dumpling and handed it to Fu Miaomiao's lips, "I'll feed you."

"..." Fu Miaomiao leaned back, "I eat by myself."

As she spoke, she took a dumpling and put it in her mouth.

Chu Junyang smiled openly, "Cousin, do you know why I want to eat dumplings?"

"Why?" Fu Miaomiao asked lightly, but in fact she was not interested in this at all.

Chu Junyang chuckled, "Because I heard people say that there is nothing better than dumplings."

"Ahem...ahem..." Fu Miaomiao coughed loudly, and quickly turned around and covered her mouth.

I was in danger of choking.

Delicious but dumplings...

What's the next sentence?

Is this little white lotus out of her mind?

"Biao sister-in-law, are you okay?" Chu Junyang raised his hand and patted Fu Miaomiao's back lightly, his body almost sticking to it, "Do you want some water?"

"It's okay." Fu Miaomiao waved her hands, lifted her buttocks and moved to the side, "Hurry up and eat."

"Oh." Chu Junyang sat back and ate the dumplings obediently.

Fu Miaomiao took a deep breath, put down the chopsticks, looked at Chu Junyang sideways, and smiled slightly, "By the way, cousin, is the second uncle feeling better? He will attend the family banquet in a few days." ?"