my little sir

Fang Yimin looked at the phone and sighed. On the one hand, he felt that his attitude was not strong enough, and he was a bit delaying the progress of the divorce. On the other hand, he felt that whether it was the car problem or the divorce problem, it was not good to occupy Wen Qiling's time too much at this moment.

After all, Wen Qiling is still the president of Qilin Group, which is different from the boss in the novel.In the novel, Boss Ba is in love every day, but in reality, CEOs are very busy, so they don't have time for romantic affairs every day.

But at this moment, Wen Qiling showed a look of fear and no danger, and he was slightly relieved.

Song Xi came in and asked Wen Qiling if he wanted to order lunch, and Wen Qiling said very cautiously: "Wait, wait until I finish processing all these materials, and you can order later."

At 01:30 in the afternoon, Fang Yimin received a message from Wen Qiling, which was a photo of a takeaway meal.

Fang Yimin didn't expect the other party to eat at this hour, Fang Yimin couldn't help feeling distressed.He remembered that the little gentleman in the past would often deliver meals to Wen Qiling, and at that time Wen Qiling was often too busy to eat.

The other party sent a message, saying: "Today's green vegetables and fried pork are very good. I will ask Song Xi to order a copy for you next time."

Fang Yimin always felt that the other party's motives were not pure, but he couldn't see Mr. Wen's routine clearly, so he didn't reply to the message, and was ready to wait and see.

But for the next two days, Wen Qiling didn't send herself a message.

Fang Yimin has been driving to the dessert shop for the past few days, and the car brought over cannot be kept in the same place all the time. Since it is delivered, it is not for nothing.

On Saturday, Fang Yimin called Wen Qiling and wanted to ask if he was free on Sunday.

It turned out that Song Xi answered the call. Song Xi said that Wen Qiling was in a meeting, and that the company had a problem with a project recently. Mr. Wen was either working or socializing recently, so he was a little busy.

Fang Yimin didn't want to say anything else, but asked Song Xi to stare at Wen Qiling, telling him not to forget to eat.

Song Xi hung up the phone, handed the phone to Wen Qiling, and relayed Fang Yimin's words.

Although she didn't know which pursuit plan her president was carrying out, and she couldn't see the ups and downs of her president's mood, Song Xi still felt that the other party was in a good mood.

Apart from the two parties, only Yu Wenyue knew about Fang Yimin's divorce.Yu Wenyue didn't say much to the other two buddies, after all, she subconsciously believed that the two should be inseparable.

After Fang Yimin hung up the phone, he simply sent a message in the group, asking everyone to come to his house for dinner, and left the address on it, lest they might break into the Wen family's mansion.

Wang Baoshuo asked gossip: "What's the situation? Is Fang's mother inviting us to dinner?"

Zhang Yuzhou said: "Isn't Fang's mother still back from her hometown? I saw her post on Moments yesterday, which was a photo of planting roses in the backyard of her home."

Fang Yimin said: "It's nothing. I don't live in the house for a long time, so I cleaned it and stayed for a few days."

Wang Baoshuo asked: "How long will you stay? How many days will you live alone or with your husband?"

Yu Wenyue said: "Everyone is more eighth-wife than me, can we gossip again when we meet at night."

In the evening, the three of them came to Fang Yimin's house. Fang Yimin was cooking and said that there was hot water in the kettle and asked them to make tea by themselves.

I don't know whether it was because of Wen Qiling's possible presence, or because he felt that the situation between Fang Linlin and Fang Yimin was a little awkward, but Zhang Zhouyu didn't bring Fang Linlin this time.

Fang Yimin's cooking skills are as good as ever, and after a while, exquisite and delicious delicacies have been served on the table.

He turned around to get the wine, and seeing everyone sitting there waiting for him, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Use your chopsticks, they are all from your own family, why are you pretending to be reserved."

Wang Baoshuo moved his chopsticks immediately, and exclaimed with exaggerated expression while eating: "Oh, our little E*ether's craftsmanship is really incredible."

When a few people were having dinner, Zhang Zhouyu couldn't help but ask, "Why did you move out?"

Fang Yimin opened a can of beer, smiled calmly, "I'm going to divorce Wen Qiling."

One sentence caused a turbulent sea, Wang Baoshuo's chopsticks almost pierced his nostrils, and Zhang Zhouyu was even more shocked.

Only Yu Wenyue poured the red wine calmly, and asked, "Do you still drink red beer?"

"You, you... are you joking again?" Wang Baoshuo asked, "Didn't everything go well when we went to play together before and during the Chinese New Year?"

Zhang Zhouyu was a little uneasy: "Is it Linlin's matter that caused you to have a conflict?"

"No. I just don't think we are suitable." Fang Yimin took a sip of beer and asked them with a smile, "When I first showed Wen Qiling to you, did you not believe that we would be together?"

Wang Baoshuo nodded: "I was quite shocked at the time, he is so handsome."

Yu Wenyue rolled her eyes at Wang Baoshuo speechlessly, and then said: "In the beginning, there was a sense of déjà vu of Cinderella and Prince Charming, and we were also afraid that Wen Qiling was just playing with you, even if he doesn't look like this People. But you got married later, and you are so good, you are a good match, okay?"

After hearing Yu Wenyue's words, Zhang Zhouyu asked, "Do you feel inferior? That's why you don't think it's appropriate?"

"I have nothing to be ashamed of. I'm so good at painting, I'm a top cook, and I can also make desserts. Can Wen Qiling paint? Can he cook? Can he make desserts? He only wants to make money." Fang Yimin joked , saying, "It just doesn't feel right."

Zhang Zhouyu asked: "Have you really decided?"

Fang Yimin said: "Yeah. But don't talk about it beforehand, I haven't completed the divorce procedures yet."

Wang Baoshuo sighed: "Oh, I think sister and wife are pretty good."

Fang Yimin glanced at him.

Wang Baoshuo continued to sigh, looking at Yu Wenyue who was not wasting time drinking and eating meat, and asked in puzzlement, "Why are you so calm?"

"Haven't we left yet?" Yu Wenyue thought, not only did she not leave, but she couldn't leave.After all, the last time she sent a reminder to Wen Qiling, Wen Qiling replied with a thank you.

Although this "thank you" couldn't explain anything, the assistant next to Wen Qiling knocked on her door the next day and gave her a limited edition bag.

I have to say that Mr. Xiao Wen is really good at life.

After dinner, Wang Baoshuo went back first, and the little princess at home was still waiting for him to tell stories to lull him to sleep.Yu Wenyue didn't stay too long, but Zhang Yuyu was the last to leave.

Fang Yimin knew that he was worried because of Fang Linlin, and he had a conflict with Wen Qiling.He had no choice but to explain to the other party again, saying that it was their own problem and had nothing to do with other people.

Only then did Zhang Zhouyu feel relieved, he walked halfway and turned back and said, "Yi Min, no matter what you decide, we will support you. But I still hope you think carefully, and I don't want you to regret it."

Zhang Zhouyu remembered the last time Fang Yimin went to eat at his place, and frantically looked for a ring.He thought, it should be sent by Wen Qiling.

Fang Yimin was in a mess, he cleaned the house again, sweated and took a shower, feeling much refreshed.

Not long after I lay in bed, I heard the doorbell.He responded, got up and got out of bed.In just a few steps, ringing the doorbell has turned into knocking on the door.

Fang Yimin was taken aback, thinking that someone was drunk and knocked on the wrong door.He glanced through the cat's eyes, and saw a tall man standing outside. The lights in the corridor were off, so he couldn't see the outline of his face clearly.

Fang Yimin's heart skipped a beat, he always felt that the figure of the other party was very familiar, he was hesitating whether to open the door, when the door was knocked again.

Fang Yimin opened the door a crack, and smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"Imin..."

Drunk indeed, but maybe knocking on the right door.

The door was pushed open, and the drunk man rolled over and landed on Fang Yimin's body.

"Wen Qiling, you... why are you here? Why are you drunk again." Fang Yimin's heart was beating violently at the moment, and he didn't know whether he was angry at the other party's failure to play cards according to the routine, or because he suddenly saw the other party excited.

Wen Qiling didn't answer, but hugged Fang Yimin tightly with both hands.

Fang Yimin had no choice but to close the door with his foot and let people in first.

"Why are you so heavy, don't put all your weight on me, I can't carry it." Fang Yimin walked hard, and complained, "Let go, do you want to strangle me to death!"

At any rate, Wen Qiling could still hear people's words, so she let go of her hands a little, and was staggered by Fang Yimin to help her onto the sofa.

Fang Yimin gasped and looked at him with his hips crossed: "How did you get here?"

Wen Qiling blinked, reached out to reach Fang Yimin, saw the other party took a step back, and tried to stand up again.

Fang Yimin hurriedly pushed the man down on the sofa, and said, "It's alright, it's alright, when you're drunk, it's just like this, you can't ask anything, and you know how to look at people and smile."

After Wen Qiling listened, she curled her mouth and smiled cooperatively.

Fang Yimin rested his forehead and sighed, thinking he was going to call Song Xi.He turned around to get his phone, and when he came out, he found that Wen Qiling had walked into the kitchen unsteadily, reaching out to touch the kettle.

Fang Yimin was terrified, and hurried over to hold him down: "What are you doing? Be careful to burn you, I can't even look at you for a while."

Because of drinking, Wen Qiling's face was a little red, and after being scolded by Fang Yimin, his eyes were a little helpless.

Fang Yimin didn't continue to swear, and helped him to sit on the sofa, told him not to move around, and poured water for him.

"Come on, the temperature is just right, drink it quickly." Fang Yimin handed over the cup, Wen Qiling's generous palm wrapped his hand, and drank it down.

Wen Qiling's palm was very hot, Fang Yimin was afraid of spilling water, so he had to let him hold his hand to drink.

After feeding the water, Fang Yimin sat down on the sofa, and when he looked through the phone's address book, he realized that he didn't seem to have Song Xi's number.

The last time the other party called him, he used Wen Qiling's cell phone.

He turned his head to look at Wen Qiling, and Wen Qiling was also looking at him, with those slightly fascinated eyes, and the upturned corners of his lips... MD, it's so good-looking that it makes one's heart tingle.

Fang Yimin stretched out his hand towards the other party: "Mobile phone."

Wen Qiling was obedient, and took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket and handed it to Fang Yimin.

[The author has something to say: Look, Mr. Wen has many routines, Mr. Xiao is not an opponent at all~PS. Thank you to those babies who have been voting, leaving messages and subscribing, thank you for not disliking Mr. Wen for being too slow, and not disliking Lemon's writing progress , compare heart~mua~]