There was no end to the sudden rainstorm. After Wang Qiu took care of his delicate flowers, he saw Zheng Yun sitting on the soft chair in the living room watching the sky.

Seeing him coming, Zheng Yun came back to his senses and said to him: "It's still raining outside, this weekend is really going to kill me."

"Yeah, this Sunday..." Wang Qiu froze halfway through his sentence, looking at the big devil lying lazily in his house, he said anxiously, "My God, do you want me to call Qianqian quickly?" A call to pick you up? Is Mr. Bai waiting for you in the restaurant!"

He remembered that today is Zheng Yun's birthday, and he also arranged dinner for Zheng Yun and Bai Nanyi. Now Zheng Yun should sit in a high-end restaurant in a suit and leather shoes to celebrate his birthday with the person he likes, instead of wearing something that doesn't fit His pajamas were left at his house like boneless.

Wang Qiu knew it clearly, but when he thought of this, he suddenly felt unhappy. He didn't know why, but felt that something was missing in his heart.

Zheng Yun stood up slowly and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Give me your phone, and I'll call you directly."

Wang Qiu handed him the charging phone, and saw Zheng Yun wandering to the balcony.

Wang Qiu didn't follow, and didn't know what to do for a while.

He was a little unhappy.

But why?

------

Zheng Yun did not contact Qian Qian, but directly called Bai Nanyi.

The answer over there was very fast, and they should have been playing with their mobile phones.

"Little Wang..."

"Bai Nanyi, are you here?"

Bai Nan froze all over, and after confirming that the person on the other end of the phone was the God of Wealth, he hurriedly flattered him: "I'm here, where are you? Are you still on the way?"

Zheng Yun curled his lips when he heard the other party's voice. He glanced at Wang Qiu in the room, and then said: "I have something to do and can't come today. You can eat whatever you want, and put it on my account."

"what?"

Bai Nan took a look at this restaurant with a minimum consumption of five figures and sincerely sighed, the God of Wealth really is the God of Wealth.

"Ah what, don't you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." Bai Nanyi nodded and bowed on the other end of the phone, "You are busy, you are busy."

beep.

Zheng Yun put down the phone.

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"What did Qian Qian say?"

When Zheng Yun heard Wang Qiu's question, his expression didn't change and his heart didn't beat.

"I asked Bai Nanyi, and he said he was busy, so he didn't go."

Wang Qiu's previous sadness suddenly subsided a little, but when he thought about Zheng Yun's birthday, he couldn't even have a happy meal, and he began to feel uncomfortable again.

"It's raining anyway, why don't you stay?" Wang Qiu asked him, with gentle stars in his eyes, "Since it's my birthday, let's make a cake together."

"Cake?" Zheng Yun wasn't a person who cared about his birthday, but he suddenly felt excited because of Wang Qiu, "Okay."

As soon as he agreed, the stars in Wang Qiu's eyes became brighter, and he stepped on the soft slippers to prepare the ingredients.

Zheng Yun followed and asked, "Do you still have an oven at home?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, the rice cooker can do it." Wang Qiu rolled his eyes, "Shall I teach you?"

"can."

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Their cakes are very successful.

At first, Zheng Yun thought that Wang Qiu meant to make a cake embryo, but he took out the mounting table, and used the spatula in a decent manner, and the mounting mouth was still in good shape, it seemed that he was beside him Get in the way.

"Or, why don't you cut the fruit?"

Wang Qiu frowned looking at the lump of stinky cream that Zheng Yun squeezed out, and picked it up with his hand to wipe it away.

"All right, all right." Zheng Yun obeyed the arrangement and became a fruit-slicing machine without emotion.

Zheng Yun watched Wang Qiu arrange strawberry slices into flowers, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why do you even know how to make cakes? What's the use of learning this?"

"It's useless." Wang Qiu rubbed a little cream on the left cheek, making her milky. "I wanted to make it for my family after I learned it. I'm happier doing it myself."

Zheng Yun pursed his lips, blocking his uncontrollable smile.

Why is his assistant acting a little silly all of a sudden.

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"Happy birthday to you, make a wish."

Wang Qiu brought the cake to the table, and served it with a few hard dishes fried by the big devil. There were both meat and vegetables, and the fragrance was tangy.

Zheng Yun looked at the dishes on the table, then at Wang Qiu who was looking at him intently, and finally closed his eyes.

——I hope that Wang Qiu will find a good partner as he wishes, and he will always be himself and be happy.

"What did you promise?"

Zheng Yun snorted coldly.

"I hope you can't resign and continue to be my assistant."

"It won't work if you say it! I'll tell you!"

Zheng Yun was very calm watching him blow his hair.

The person in front of him must always be so vibrant.

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