After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

The secretary brought her the tools in a daze, and then turned around to see Ye Nanqing drawing smoothly on the manuscript paper.

One after another, without thinking.

Those who didn't know thought she was copying.

One after another, the design drafts were thrown into the hands of the secretary, and the people present were dumbfounded.

The mainstream designs seven years later are all design concepts left after the market has settled down. Any one can beat all the styles on the market now.

Can't fault it at all...

"Is it enough?"

She used to think about how to plot against Gu Sihan all day long, pretending to do all kinds of tricks in Gu Sihan's office, flipping through all kinds of fashion magazines every month, she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

So what she is doing now is not a technical job for her, there is no innovation and design at all...

"Enough...enough." The secretary was completely stunned holding a stack of manuscript paper, "It's enough for the next month."

"Call me if you don't have enough time. I'm leaving first." Ye Nanqing put down his pen and got up.

"Sister Qing, are you leaving now?" The other three looked at her dully.

"I just came to see the studio today."

"But we're going to..."

"You guys go home for dinner too, anyway, this month's task is done."

"..."

Is this what it feels like to be taken away by a boss?

Why do you feel a little sorry for the salary you get?

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When the evening light streamed in through the window, Pei Nanzhan was awakened by the pain in his stomach.

The few missed calls displayed on the mobile phone undoubtedly noted "Shen Rou".

He reached out and turned the phone over, with the screen down, as if he didn't want to take a second look.

The urgent sound of the doorbell brought him back to his senses.

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he touched his stomach, walked over and opened the door restlessly.

The charming eyes of a woman like a fox came into view.

He used to like her eyes the most, how beautiful they are!Born with a charming attitude, when looking at people, his eyes are like silk, and the first glance accurately hooks his soul.

All the friends in Kyoto who have played since he was a child know that he has liked Shen Rou since he was 15 years old.

At that time, she was the white moonlight in his heart, the person he most wanted to marry when he grew up.

But now, I can't describe the feeling...

"Nan Zhan, why didn't you answer the phone?" Shen Rou walked in, and frowned when she smelled the strong smell of smoke in the room.

"Oh, my phone is on silent, didn't you hear me?"

"Didn't hear it that time, didn't you hear it twice or three times?" Shen Rou pouted aggrievedly, stretched out the bracelet around his thin waist, and buried her head in his chest, just like every lover would Smell him like you do.

The already slightly painful stomach was squeezed even more uncomfortable.

Pei Nanzhan's eyes froze slightly, and he stretched out his hand to move her away calmly, "When did you come? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't tell you that I wanted to give you a surprise." Shen Rou didn't seem to notice the alienation in his eyes, and clasped her hand tightly in his palm.

There was a cramping pain in my stomach.

He was almost dizzy, and when he opened his eyes to see the person in front of him, it turned into another face.

It was the face that Shi Nian had.

Knowing that he had delusional again, he hurriedly shook off Shen Rou's hand and turned around to search for stomach medicine in the cabinet.

"Nan Zhan? What are you doing?" Shen Rou stared at her palm, her expression changed drastically.

She knew that Pei Nanzhan was somewhat avoiding him during this time.

So she made a surprise attack to see if he was seduced by some other woman in Yuncheng, so she ignored her.

After entering the door, she realized that she was thinking too much.

Until Pei Nanzhan shook off her hand...

She followed panickedly and curiously, and saw him squatting on the ground, taking out a pill from the bottle and stuffing it into his mouth, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

"Nan Zhan, your stomach feels uncomfortable again?" Shen Rou knelt down and wiped the cold sweat off his face with her fingertips.

He gave a faint "hmm", "Old problem."

"Why didn't you tell me you had a stomach problem? Haven't you eaten yet?"

"I didn't eat."

"I'll make it for you." Shen Rou rolled up her sleeves and wanted to enter the kitchen while talking.

Pei Nanzhan held her back, "You don't know how to cook, so let me do it."

Shen Rou has always been an untouchable eldest lady, and has never cooked before.

Shen Rou smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Nan Zhan, if only I could cook."

"It's okay, you don't need to learn how to cook, I will eat whatever I want in the future..."

"I can make it for you to eat" these few words, he felt bored, so he didn't say it again.

But from what Shen Rou heard, she had already automatically made up what he hadn't finished speaking.

She showed a happy and satisfied smile, "Nan Zhan, you are so kind. I can always be an unscrupulous child in front of you, because I know you will take good care of me."

Pei Nanzhan casually cracked two eggs into the boiling water, remembering what the woman told him:

"Nan Zhan, remember to eat when I'm not at home in the future. Let me tell you the simplest way to make noodles in clear soup. You can boil an egg first, and then put the noodles...like this..."

That woman probably thought he was a young master who had never cooked before, right?

In fact, during the years when he was sent abroad, because he missed Chinese food, he had already learned everything.

It's not that he can't cook, but he never wants to cook for her himself.

why?

Because I don't think she deserves it!

Yes, he is not worthy to let him cook by himself.

That day he watched impatiently as she put the noodles into the pot, and when he turned away with indifference in his eyes, he said:

"I really thought you were good at cooking? It's you who should practice more!"

Thinking about it, my stomach seemed to hurt even more, and my hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

He was cooking noodles in the kitchen, while Shen Rou was wandering around the house.

When she walked into the bedroom and saw his mobile phone by the bed, she couldn't help but pick it up and take a look. It was indeed on mute, and there was her missed call ID on it.

After a while, Pei Nanzhan's voice came from the kitchen:

"The noodles are cooked!"

He brought out two bowls of steaming noodles and put them on the table.

Shen Rouqian came out of the bedroom and put his mobile phone on the dining table.

After taking a sip of the noodles in the bowl, she looked at the man opposite, "Nan Zhan, when are you going back to Kyoto? My father asked again about our marriage..."

"Now Yuncheng Hospital can't leave." Pei Nanzhan interrupted her.

The movements of Shen Rou's hands paused, and she raised her eyes to see emotion from his eyes, but she didn't see anything.

She must have thought too much.

In the past, Pei Nanzhan dreamed of marrying her, so he wouldn't lie to her.

"Nan Zhan, can I sleep with you tonight..."

The mobile phone at hand suddenly vibrated, interrupting her words.

Bowing her head, seeing the three words "Ye Nanqing" in the note, Shen Rou's pupils paled in an instant!