She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Arthur Wei didn't respond and put the tray on the coffee table.

"The pastries I make are on the sweet side. I don't know if they suit your taste. You can give them a try. If they don't taste good, I'll make something else."

He lowered his head in the cold wind and looked at the delicious cakes on the plate, his eyes gradually darkening.

He doesn't really like sweets, but if she makes them, he might give them a try.

After reaching out to take the knife and fork she handed him, he moved slowly and slowly.

Seeing that Yaswei was still standing aside, he pointed to the sofa on the left, "Sit down, you are still injured."

As he finished speaking, his eyes glanced at the bruise on her forehead. It had been three or four days, why hadn't it gone?

He didn't use much force at that time!

The people in the infirmary are becoming increasingly useless.

"Have any films been taken about the bruise on your forehead? Has it damaged any nerves in your brain?"

After Arthur Wei took his seat, he lowered his head slightly.

Her eyes had been getting better and worse in the past two days, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Maybe she was worrying too much. Maybe once the bruises subsided, the symptoms would be cured.

"fine."

Seeing him using a knife and fork to fork a piece of cake into his mouth, she quickly changed the subject, "How does it taste?"

In fact, she learned to cook so that one day she could cook for him with her own hands.

It's a pity that the two sides have been fighting to the death for the past five years, and she can't find a chance to get close to him.

Now that he came to him unexpectedly, her dream came true.

Even if they can't stay together in the future, these memories will be enough for her to cherish for a lifetime.

The movement of eating in the cold air is very elegant, chewing carefully and slowly, which is pleasing to the eye.

After finishing a piece of pastry, he took out the paper and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "You can put less cream next time, it's too sweet."

He deliberately mentioned cream just to give her a head start. He knew that she was hesitant and didn't know how to get to the point.

As he wished, Arthur Wei laughed softly when he heard the word cream.

Feng Lenglie asked pretending to be puzzled: "What makes you so happy?"

Arthur Wei took advantage of the situation and said: "When I was making pastries in the kitchen, I met a little boy. It is said that he is Mr. Smida's cousin."

Feng Lenglie raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Did you meet him? Were you not harmed by him?"

What is this nonsense?

Is her nephew that bad?

Arthur Wei glanced at him and said quietly: "He is very well-behaved and sensible. He also knows how to coax people. I like him very much.

How can I put it, I am very happy staying with him, and I feel relaxed both physically and mentally. "

At this point, she paused for a few seconds, seemed to have made up her mind, gritted her teeth and said, "Can you let the child come to the main house to stay with me for a few days?

I know I'm not qualified to make demands, but if I continue like this, I will go crazy sooner or later. You don't want to see me being so dishonorable, right? "

Feng Lenglie picked up the knife and fork again, and after eating a few more pastries, he said lightly: "Exchange of equal value."

It means that he agreed, but she had to give him some benefits.

Arthur Wei felt happy and said quickly, "I can not only make cakes, but also make all kinds of snacks.

If you want to eat home-cooked side dishes, I can do that too. From now on, I can cook them for you in different ways every day, okay? "

She learned how to cook just for him, and now she cooks everything for him, and the hard work she has put in over the past few years is not in vain.

What Feng Leng was waiting for was her words. Although he could eat something in a high-end restaurant, he only cared about what she cooked.

Maybe this is the so-called love house and bird?

"I'll ask the housekeeper to go to the guest house to pick him up later."

Arthur Wei instantly smiled, "I'd better go, so I won't bother the housekeeper."

Feng Lenglie could feel her joy, and couldn't bear to refuse her. He nodded and said, "It's up to you, but let me remind you, that kid is a real bastard, so don't provoke him."