Begonia sleepless tonight

The fox pretends to be the tiger, and is suppressed by Jiang Jiucheng's prestige, Yan Ruyi has no doubts about the sincerity of Huang Jianye's confession.
It's just that I never thought about it, it would be Master Jiu who did it...

Huang Jianye saw that her hostility had weakened a little, so he boldly showed his yellow teeth, "Grandma... If there is anything else I ask you to ask, just ask, and you have to do it at your own risk!"

Divorce Dr. Ren!

Yan Ruyi looked down on Huang Jianye, a bully and fearful person from the bottom of his heart.

However, the request for a divorce was left unspoken. Divorce or not is Dr. Ren's choice. She is not God and cannot manipulate other people's joys and sorrows.

"Remember every word I say."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ruyi tightened her satchel and walked towards the elevator. At the critical moment, it was Master Jiu who put himself in trouble, so he should have expressed it.

She went to the vegetable market in person, bought fish and shrimp, and bought a chicken, although she didn't quite know what finished products these ingredients could make.

When I returned to Jiang's house, I lifted it so hard that my finger bones were bruised.

"Miss Yan, don't do this kind of rough work in the future. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll buy it for you." Mrs. Zhang hurriedly took the things she bought and put them in the kitchen. "I want to eat braised shrimp Or salt and pepper?"

"Salt and pepper, Zhang Sou, can you teach me how to make it?" Yan Ruyi followed. Some people, such as her, had no cooking talent since they were young.

Whether at home or at Jiang's house, every time I enter the kitchen, it is like a disaster scene, with no distinction between sugar and salt, let alone soda powder and starch.

Brother Li knows that she is a dark cooking king, so when he is not at home, he always prepares instant food for her, which can be eaten in the microwave.

"Farewell, farewell, Miss Yan, just watch TV for a while, it will be fine soon..."

"I do odd jobs."

Not being stubborn, Mrs. Zhang said more, and smiled kindly, "It's good to learn two dishes. In the future, if you want to eat my cooking, you can cook by yourself."

Yan Ruyi put the Zhengjiang shrimp in the sink, turned on the tap, and stared at the water column washing the shrimp in a daze for a long time.

Mrs. Zhang's days are numbered, and she still has to go to the hospital for chemotherapy every now and then. If the situation is more serious, she may need to embed needles, but her daily life has not changed at all, and she does not even appear to be terminally ill.

A salt and pepper shrimp, chicken stewed with mushrooms, steamed tilapia, each dish is not inferior to the color and aroma of the restaurant.

After setting up the tables and waiting for half an hour, Yan Ruyi's phone rang, and the black avatar sent a message: Where are you?
At 45:[-], Master Jiu should be home from get off work.

As expected, the next second she heard the servant's greeting in the living room, she leaned back and glanced secretly. Jiang Jiucheng took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.

"Master..."

Just as Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth, Yan Ruyi became nervous, and slipped into the small room behind the kitchen, poking out only half of her head, and lowered her voice, "Sister-in-law Zhang, don't say that I'm back!"

After finishing speaking, she retreated to the small bedroom.

There are walls on all sides, and there is only one door, which inexplicably reveals a sense of depression.

She pressed her palm to her heart, pricked up her ears, and heard the sound of footsteps, followed by a familiar deep voice, "The girl is back?"

Yan Ruyi raised her throat, and Mrs. Zhang laughed, "No, Ms. Yan may be delayed by something, right?"

call……

She put her heart back into her stomach, and she was even a little excited, like a child playing a prank.

Unexpectedly, the man just stayed in the kitchen for a while and then left.

Yan Ruyi couldn't help but lie at the door and look out...

"Ding dong."

The phone rings with a message.

"What time is it, are you still not home?"

The reminder talisman from Master Jiang Jiu.

Yan Ruyi clicked on the chat box, but couldn't look back.

"Ding dong."

The message sounded again, and it was another sentence, "If you don't want to join the news agency, I have a more suitable candidate."

more suitable?
Who is it?

Yan Ruyi extremely doubted the veracity of this sentence.

"How long are you going to look at your phone?"

This sentence was like enlightenment, and in an instant, she was in a panic, cut the page in seconds, and closed the WeChat interface.

Bah!
Check the new message for ten seconds and there will be a prompt that the other party is typing!

"Master, dinner is ready."

Mrs. Zhang's voice came faintly outside the door, but the man blurted out coldly, "I'm not hungry."

Yan Ruyi walked out of the room with a guilty conscience, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help laughing at her, this little girl became more and more thoughtful, and she even learned to test others.

Yan Ruyi couldn't laugh or cry, hesitating how to resolve the embarrassment, or ran to the yard, pretending to have just entered the house, and looked up, Jiang Jiuye had put on a dark gray suit jacket again, with the car keys on his fingertips, striding out .

That face is as gloomy as the sky on a rainy night.