After the crazy villain read my mind, he only favored me!

"Yangyang, do you dislike any of these dishes? Tell me what flavor you like, I'm afraid your aunt will prepare it again."

Yi Lianyun looked at Xu Yang with concern and called his aunt over.

As soon as Dayu said something, he would immediately start cooking and make a new one.

"No, I just don't have much appetite."

Xu Yang shook his head to refuse her and stood up.

"I've eaten. You can use it slowly."

After saying this, he left the villa despite the hesitant gazes of the three people at the table.

There was silence at the table until Xu Yang had left for a long time.

Not long after, soft sobbing sounds were heard.

Yi Lianyun lowered his head on the table, tears falling one by one.

Zhou Ruihong frowned, gently hugged her and coaxed her: "It's okay, he's just not used to it yet."

"Don't be too sad. After all, he's been away from home for so many years and had a hard life since childhood. It's normal for him to feel a little resentful towards us."

Yi Lianyun cried so hard that her shoulders trembled and she couldn't control her sobs.

"I, I know, but I feel sad. He is a piece of flesh that fell from my body. I really don't know what to do..."

"If only the past things hadn't happened, how could such a thing happen to us..."

Zhou Shouren, who had been silent, tightened his grip on the chopsticks when he heard this, and then dropped his shoulders.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to the company too, don't be too sad."

Zhou Ruihong glanced at Zhou Shouren with an unfriendly look, as if he had countless angry words to say.

But when he heard Yi Lianyun crying, he just turned his head away and ignored her.

Zhou Shouren curled the corner of his mouth and left without anyone seeing him off.

I don't know when it started drizzling outside, and it seems like there is no end in sight.

Zhou Shouren drove the car out of the villa and finally stopped on an uninhabited road.

He skillfully took out a pack of cigarettes and a small flame came out of the lighter.

He stared at the windshield in front of him with a deep look, watching the wipers swing back and forth.

Before I knew it, countless cigarette butts had piled up outside the car window.

……

On rainy days, Ning Shu skipped work.

During non-filming periods, he came and went as he pleased.

“It’s raining so hard.”

On the thirteenth floor of the Twin Towers, Ning Shu leaned against the large floor-to-ceiling window and watched the raindrops falling.

Fu Mingchen was working hard behind him, his brows furrowed, perhaps because he had encountered a difficult problem.

However, after hearing this, Fu Mingchen lowered his voice and asked him, "Rainy days are suitable for hot pot. Do you want me to reserve a table?"

"no need."

Ning Shu shook his head: "You've been too tired these days, let's just go back and have something to eat."

Ning Shu moved away from the window, stood beside Fu Mingchen, and massaged his forehead.

"Besides, compared to hot pot, I'd rather finish eating quickly and lie in bed with you."

Fu Mingchen smiled and patted Ning Shu's hand.

"No need to press it, I'll finish early and go home to be with you."

Ning Shu obeyed the orders and sat in the chair next to him playing with her phone, not disturbing Fu Mingchen's work.

The afternoon was leisurely and quiet. The two of them sat there doing their own things without communicating with each other, but they could tell at a glance that they were in perfect harmony.

"Okay, are you hungry?"

Fu Mingchen put away the documents, reached into Ning Shu's clothes and touched his stomach.

"They are all deflated. It seems that they are hungry."

Fu Mingchen worked for an entire afternoon, and his palms felt warm, feeling warm when placed against his stomach.

Ning Shu curled up unconsciously and clamped Fu Mingchen's hand inside.

"If you didn't send me home right away, I'll make you fry steak for me today."

Although Fu Mingchen's cooking skills are not very good, he has mastered the skill of frying steak to perfection.

Even Ning Shu, a kitchen master, feels inferior to her. She often sacrifices her looks without any principles or bottom line just to taste delicious food.

"Okay, I'll listen to you and fry steak for you."

Fu Mingchen lowered his head and rubbed Ning Shu's neck. When he left, his teeth lightly knocked against it, leaving a dark purple mark.

However, when they got in the car and were about to leave, their cell phones suddenly rang at the same time.

The two looked at each other, smiled and picked up their phones.

The person who called Ning Shu was a junior assistant in the studio.

"Boss, please come to the studio quickly, our house has been robbed!"

The young assistant was usually quiet and weak, and her voice had never been so loud before. Even Fu Mingchen, who was standing next to her, heard it.

Ning Shu moved the phone a little further away, and waited for the other party to return to normal volume before asking, "What's going on? I'll be there right now."

On the other side, Fu Mingchen also ended the call. He took the initiative to explain: "It was Fu Chengshan, it was Yu Qinzhou. He said he had something important to talk to me about."

The two looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Ning Shu unbuckled his seat belt: "He wouldn't exaggerate. Since he said so, it must be serious. I can just take a taxi there myself."

"Need not."

Fu Mingchen held Ning Shu's hand and fastened his seat belt again.

"I'm worried about you being alone, and it's a turbulent time. I wouldn't feel at ease if something happened at the same time."

Ning Shu thought about it and didn't refuse. In fact, he was quite unsure.

There are always surveillance cameras around the studio, and their location is not remote, so how could their home be suddenly robbed?

There is definitely something complicated going on here.

Fu Mingchen sent Ning Shu to the door. A police car was parked outside. The young assistant was standing at the door, anxiously gesturing to the police.

Seeing Ning Shu, he quickly stood on tiptoe and shouted, "Yes, our boss is here. Ask our boss if you have anything."

The policeman also looked up, then walked towards them and asked Fu Mingchen directly: "You are the boss, right? This time..."

"I'm not."

Fu Mingchen supported Ning Shu's lower back with his arm and pushed him forward two steps.

"He is the boss of the studio, tell him what you have to say."

"he?"

The police looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief. He was so young, and yet he was the boss of such a big studio?

No wonder people are jealous and retaliate against you.

Ning Shu replied and smiled happily at the policeman: "I am the police officer, just tell me what you want to say."

There is no one who doesn't like to be called uncle by someone who is good-looking, and especially called uncle.

The man in front of him had a visibly smiling face, and even his voice became much gentler.

If you don't have any ill will towards Ning Shu beforehand, it would be basically difficult to hate him the first time you meet him.

"Our people checked and found that the surveillance camera in your studio was hacked in advance. Nothing was recorded."

The police officer asked with concern, "Think about it, has anyone shown any ill will towards you recently, or have you offended anyone?"

Ning Shu pursed her lips and thought for a while, feeling a little embarrassed: "Well, maybe I need to make a list."

The policeman was obviously stunned for a moment and looked at Ning Shu again.

As far as he could see, the child in front of him was so well behaved and didn't seem like someone who would offend people.

"Uh……"

"Then why don't you think about which of these people is more prominent and more likely to do such a thing."

This incident has a very bad impact. It happened on the streets under their jurisdiction and simply ignored the existence of their police.

Ning Shu noticed the policeman's mood change and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I'll try my best to not let this kind of person get away with it!"

The policeman smiled with satisfaction, it turned out that the boy was indeed teachable.