After rebirth, she shocked the world with her favorite husband

In the study room, the girl's crisp voice came to her ears very clearly, and the man on the seat clenched his fists.

Lame or lame?It's just a small sprain, without cold compresses, at most it will slow down the recovery, it's not that serious anywhere.

Is she sure he will feel bad?
Relying on what he likes, do whatever he wants.

He shouldn't have come back after seeing the video that Gu Xiu sent him, worried that her sprained foot would not be treated in time.

Outside the door, Luo Wanxing went downstairs, saying that she was hungry and wanted dinner, but she was actually waiting for him to show up.

Luo Wanxing didn't like this kind of cold war, she would rather he beat her up, yelled at her a few words, and vented her anger, it was more enjoyable than avoiding it like this.

If he knew that she would come back after a sprain, Luo Wanxing could also make it clear to him.

When Fu Rongyuan went downstairs, he saw the girl's shining eyes.

Did she feel happy that she won?
Aunt Gui hurriedly asked, "Sir, what about you? What would you like to eat?"

Fu Rongyuan looked away from the girl's gaze, and walked away steadily:

"I'm not hungry, the company has something else to do, I won't be coming back tonight."

The starlight in Luo Wanxing's eyes dimmed.

He didn't look back, obviously, he didn't intend to listen to her explanation.

Aunt Gui looked at the back of her husband leaving worriedly:
"I ordered this to go to the company. I'm afraid I won't remember to eat when my husband is busy."

Luo Wanxing was aggrieved, and said angrily:
"He has so much muscle, he won't lose a few taels even if he is hungry."

Aunt Gui opened her mouth: "..."

"But sir, he always doesn't eat on time like this. What if he develops a stomach problem?"

"If you're sick, take medicine. Medicine is so advanced that you can't die from a small stomach problem."

Luo Wanxing said unhappily.

Aunt Gui looked confused: "Young mistress?"

Luo Wanxing was helpless, he was so angry that he wanted to demean his body like this, what could she do?If he doesn't listen to the explanation, she will be very angry, okay:
"He just said that the company has something to do and he doesn't come back to sleep, and there is no rule that food delivery is not allowed."

Aunt Gui was stunned for a second before she realized that she had been slandering Young Mistress for not being a human being just now, but she didn't think what Young Mistress meant, so she nodded immediately:
"Young Mistress said yes, then I will prepare."

Luo Wanxing hummed, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it. He was in a better mood because of the rectification of Chen Menghan, but now he is a little bit bad.

He flirted with her again and didn't come back to sleep.

If you don't come back to sleep, you won't come back to sleep. Anyway, they didn't sleep together. If he loves to sleep in the company, he can sleep in the company. She sleeps very well by herself.

The boundless night fell, enveloping the entire city.

YX Technology President Office

Fu Rongyuan sat on the leather seat, the light couldn't illuminate the man's cold face, his handsome brows were tightly knit, and there was a shadow in his narrow and dark eyes.

The documents placed in front of me have been placed for a long time, and the pages have not been turned for a long time.

In the past, no matter how noisy she was, he could concentrate on his work when he came to the company.

Now, I can't get rid of the picture of holding hands in my mind.

He blamed her deliberate deception for his loss of control, and he wouldn't be so angry if she had never been gentle with him.

There was a knock on the office door.

"……Enter."

It was not Goldman Sachs who came in, but Aunt Gui, the housekeeper.

When Fu Rongyuan saw Aunt Gui coming in with a big insulated lunch box, a gleam of cold flashed across his dark eyes.

"Sir, Secretary Gao said that you didn't order food. I brought you some food. You can eat some while it's hot. You have so much work, you can't survive without some food to replenish your energy."

While talking, Aunt Gui opened the insulated box and put it on the coffee table.

Seeing Aunt Gui's busy back, Fu Rongyuan got up even though he had no appetite:

"You are so old, why don't you go to bed early, and for simple things like delivering meals, just ask the driver to come."

Aunt Gui used to serve his mother in the old house. He had never met his mother, but he could vaguely feel her love from Aunt Gui. He respected Aunt Gui very much.

After Aunt Gui set the table and chopsticks, she stepped aside:
"Even if the driver delivers it, I'm afraid you might not know how to eat it."

Aunt Gui understood Fu Rongyuan's temperament very well, and she was not in a hurry to leave, she made it clear that she wanted to watch him finish eating with her own eyes.

Fu Rongyuan couldn't bear Aunt Gui's waiting, so he picked up the chopsticks and ate without taste.

He moved gracefully, and since he wasn't hungry, he didn't eat fast, but he ate anyway.

Aunt Gui watched him start eating, covered her lips and smiled.

Fu Rongyuan raised his eyes: "Is there rice on my face?"

Aunt Gui shook her head with a loving face:
"No, I was thinking that although the young mistress doesn't care about you sir on the surface, she is very nervous in her heart, sir."

Fu Rongyuan didn't take it seriously:
"What did she do to trick you into speaking for her?"

"My young mistress didn't say anything, but at first she reminded me that I could bring dinner over, and when it was ready, I also wanted to arrange for the driver to deliver it, but the young mistress said again, you are in a bad mood, and you may just send it to the driver. It will be put aside, it is best if I deliver it myself, so as not to waste it until you finish eating it.

You see, the young mistress knows you quite well, if she wasn't nervous about you, sir, how could she think of these things. "

Aunt Gui said, she still remembered Luo Wanxing's attitude when she said these words, it wasn't good, but she couldn't hide her concern.

Fu Rongyuan paused in the action of picking up vegetables, and his eyes were a little dim:
"You said she cared about me, so why didn't she bring it over by herself and stare at me to finish eating?"

"Sir, I asked, and the young lady said that you might put it aside if the driver brought it, and if she brought it, I'm afraid you won't even let her in, and you'll ask Secretary Gao to throw the dinner in the trash In the barrel, she doesn't want to humiliate herself."

To humiliate himself, Fu Rongyuan believed that this word came from Luo Wanxing's mouth.

Being guessed by her, he lost his appetite instead.

Since she was thinking so much, maybe she acted like this on purpose in front of Aunt Gui, even she was fooled. Aunt Gui is kind, so it's not unusual to be deceived by her.

Thinking of this, Fu Rongyuan suddenly lost his appetite. Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, he said indifferently:

"Come on, I'm full."

Aunt Gui looked at the meal that had only moved a few mouthfuls:
"Sir, you are angry at the fact that young mistress went to meet Song Zheyu, so you have no appetite."

"Since you know, don't ask any more questions. This is between me and her. You don't need to get involved. Just do your own thing."

"Sir, I don't want to meddle in the affairs between you and the young mistress, but I'm just worried that you will be confused by the authorities, but the bystanders will be clear. You are in it and you care about the young mistress. Some things will not be seen clearly by outsiders like us."

Fu Rongyuan pursed his lips and wiped the corners of his mouth, with a cold expression on his face, he didn't want to talk too much.

Aunt Gui sighed, stepped forward to clean up, she quietly raised her eyes to see Fu Rongyuan's face, she was never married, and Fu Rongyuan regarded her as an elder, so she naturally felt sorry for him, and didn't want him to be sad because of love, she thought about it, and said:

"Actually, the young mistress originally planned to go back to her natal home to accompany her father this morning, and she told me that there was no need to prepare lunch. Later, when the young mistress answered the phone, I heard something. The young mistress refused at first."