Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Zhuo Yilin turned back to look at her, hesitant to speak.

Fisher asked in a low voice: "What do you think I'm doing? You blame me for speaking too seriously just now?"

"No..." The man responded softly, "You're right, it's my indecision that made things develop like this."

"Hmph, it's good that you know. But, no one is perfect, and it's normal for Dr. Zhuo to have shortcomings. Otherwise, too perfect would not be real enough." Fisher teased with a smile.

Zhuo Yilin said softly: "I'm not perfect, I have many shortcomings, just don't dislike me."

Fisher smiled and acted like a baby: "How long will it take for breakfast to be ready? I'm hungry..."

"It will be soon, just fry two poached eggs."

"Make an extra serving. Ms. Feng must have not eaten since she came so early."

"Um……"

The two were talking in the kitchen, and their voices drifted out more or less.

How could Feng Ru have the mood to stay for breakfast and watch the two of them show off their affection.

So, he stood alone for a long time, turned around, picked up the urn on the table again, and left silently.

When Zhuo Yilin prepared breakfast and brought it out, he was surprised to see that there was no one in the living room.

Fisher was also surprised, and turned around in the room, but there was no one there, not even the urn.

"she left."

"Ah."

"I hope my words today can wake her up."

"hope so……"

The two sat down to have breakfast, but Zhuo Yilin was absent-minded.

Fisher looked at him several times before asking dissatisfiedly: "You can't let go again? Worried about her? To be honest, if I didn't know you well, I would have lost my temper if I knew you well! What are you thinking about you, you are still inseparable, doesn't this mean giving her the confidence to harass you?"

"No... I was thinking of something else."

"what's up?"

"Who helped her cremate Feng Qian?"

Fisher paused, thought for a while and frowned, "Could it be... She asked a friend for help? Borrowing money?"

Zhuo Yilin shook his head, "Having been in Switzerland for more than half a year, she didn't have much contact with her friends in China before, and she called them rashly and borrowed money when she asked. She was still abroad and couldn't find her. In this case, who do you think will borrow it?"

"That's right, unless that person is so kind that he treats money like dung, and he has no intention of going back after borrowing it."

Zhuo Yilin is not afraid that she will borrow it from her friends, it is of course best if she can borrow it.What he was afraid of was that after Feng Ru had nowhere to go, he would go astray and eventually get into trouble and ruin himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't dare to call Feng Ru to ask what was going on, so he could only comfort himself: she is an adult and has the ability to be responsible for her actions.

The matter is over.

Two days later, Zhuo Yilin fully recovered from his illness, just as he became busy with work, and started to leave early and return late again.

Fisher stayed with him for a few days, and seeing that Feng Ru hadn't made trouble anymore, she was bored at home alone with nothing to do, and went out for a walk occasionally, and being alone was boring, so she wanted to go home again.

In the evening, when Zhuo Yilin came back from get off work, she had already prepared three dishes and one soup.

Dr. Zhuo looked at the dinner on the table and was taken aback: "You made this?"

"Otherwise? Could it be conjured out of thin air?" Fisher proudly pushed him to wash his hands, then pulled him back to sit down, and served him a meal, "Look, I cooked the meal today, it's neither soft nor hard , exactly."

Zhuo Yilin sat there, watching her busy around like a little maid, looking decent, bursts of love surged in his heart.

What could he do to let a young lady who had been pampered and pampered since childhood come here from a long distance to wash his hands and make soup for him.

"Eat, try it quickly, why are you in a daze!" Fisher sat down after finishing the meal, seeing him not moving his chopsticks, hurriedly urged.

Zhuo Yilin came back to his senses, smiled softly at her, and then picked up the chopsticks.

"First eat beef tenderloin. I made it according to the method on the Internet. It's not bad, it's tender and smooth." Fisher recommended her own work like a treasure, but didn't mention how much food she wasted in the afternoon.

Anyway, before Zhuo Yilin came back from get off work, she had already cleaned up all the kitchen waste.

He will never find out.

Seeing her excited expression, Zhuo Yilin took a piece of beef tenderloin and fed it into his mouth.

Fisher stared eagerly: "How is it? The taste is okay, I'm a novice, so you can't ask too much."

she asked nervously and expectantly.

Zhuo Yilin originally wanted to say that such a high-level dish is not suitable for novices, but after chewing it a few times, the taste really surprised him.

"Is this really what you did?"

"Of course! What did I lie to you for?"

"Not bad, it's delicious, very tender." It's just a little salty, but he didn't say that.

"Really? Haha, I also tasted it, and it's not bad. I didn't expect that I have a talent for cooking. The last time I cooked porridge and overturned, it was completely accidental."

Fisher quickly yelled, and immediately urged him to try another dish.

"It's all good. You are amazing. You can learn to cook so quickly."

"Hmph, that's right! I'm so smart, what can't I learn?"

"Okay, but for things like cooking, it's better for me to do it. If you are interested occasionally, you can show your hands."

"Don't worry, I won't become a cook for you." Fisher deliberately dropped the words arrogantly, afraid that he would be too proud.

The two looked at each other happily and smiled happily, eating happily.

In order not to waste his fiancée's heart, Zhuo Yilin ate all the dishes in a face-saving manner, and even drank the soup to the last drop.

The work of cleaning up the dishes is naturally performed by men.

Fisher followed and hugged him from behind in front of the sink, "Honey, let me tell you something."

"what's up?"

"You're officially at work. It's boring for me to be alone, and I have a lot of things to do at the company. I think... I'll go back the day after tomorrow." When she said this, she leaned against the man's lean and straight back, full of reluctance.

Zhuo Yilin paused while washing the dishes, then turned around, "Leave the day after tomorrow?"

"Yeah..." Fisher looked up at him, "I also want to spend more time with you, but...you are busy and I am busy. I am here, and you still have to distract me and affect your work. I will go back , you should devote yourself to research, finish your work here as soon as possible, and return to China as soon as possible, so that we can get married."

Zhuo Yilin sighed in his heart, although he was reluctant and did not object, he just replied softly: "Okay, I will take you to the airport the day after tomorrow."

"If you're busy—"

"No matter how busy you are, you have to send it, you can't refuse."

"Okay!" Fisher smiled sweetly, and continued to hug him, "Then wash it quickly, we'll go out after washing, I want to buy something to take back."

"it is good."

The night before leaving, Zhuo Yilin came back early, and then she went to a Michelin restaurant for dinner.

The two sat in an excellent position in the sky to watch the scenery. Although the food is current, it is even more romantic.

The two people who only had eyes for each other didn't notice that someone pointed the camera at them in the other corner of the restaurant...