half city sweet

Qiao Chu held the box and said to Fang Chen with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Assistant Fang, what do you mean?"

Fang Chen walked up to Qiao Chu, and said sternly, "Mr. Qiao, we Mr. Huo said that we would stay at your house for a while."

Qiao Chu grabbed the box and sat on it firmly, "Mr. Huo doesn't lack a place to live."

Fang Chen said sincerely, "There is no shortage, but Mr. Huo said that you are close to the company, which is convenient."

Qiao Chu glanced at the door of Huo Jingchen's room, "How long do you want to stay?"

Fang Chen took out his notepad and looked at it, "At least half a month, at most a month."

Qiao Chu deliberately teased Fang Chen with a straight face, "What if I disagree."

Fang Chen frowned, as if he didn't expect Qiao Chu to refuse, "Boss Huo said he would pay your rent."

"I'm not short of money." Qiao Chu kicked another box, and the box slid sideways.

Fang Chen glanced at the notepad again, with a businesslike face, "Boss Huo said, if you disagree, he will cut off your meals."

Recently, his appetite has been spoiled by the cook of Huo Jingchen's family. If his food was cut off suddenly, he would really not be used to it. Qiao Chu curled his lips and felt extremely contemptuous of Huo Jingchen's behavior of cutting off people's food.

"Yes, he is the uncle, let's move the box in." Qiao Chu stood up from the box and took out the key to open the door.

Fang Chen moved the suitcase into the guest room of Qiao Chu's house, and then showed him a smile of successfully completing the task, "I'm sorry to trouble Mr. Qiao during this time."

Qiao Chu took out the spare key from the drawer of the shoe cabinet at the door and threw it to Fang Chen, "Hey, give it to Mr. Huo, remember to ask him to prepare the rent."

Fang Chen took the key and bowed solemnly to Qiao Chu, "Thank you, Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Chu couldn't help laughing at Fang Chen's rigid appearance, there really is such a boss as there is such an assistant.

Huo Jingchen had a business dinner today, and it was almost 12 o'clock when he arrived at Dijing Apartment. He just opened the door with the key when he heard Qiao Chu's voice, "You're back, why is it so late, do I have some supper to eat?" The voice was a bit fuzzy, as if there was something in his mouth, Huo Jingchen frowned, and felt that it was a good feeling to be taken care of as soon as he entered the door.

After not hearing Huo Jingchen's voice for a long time, Qiao Chu leaned out of the kitchen with some doubts, "I'm dumb."

Huo Jingchen's smile that drifted to the corner of his mouth sank instantly, it's not a bad thread.

Looking at Huo Jingchen's wooden face, Qiao Chu took a bowl of instant noodles and handed it to Huo Jingchen in a very savvy manner, "Yes, I was wrong, Mr. Huo, please eat some noodles to calm down."

Huo Jingchen looked at the boiled noodles and turned his head in disgust, "Did you make chemical poison?"

"Yo, it's good to eat some, and you dare to dislike it." Qiao Chu picked up a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

Huo Jingchen reached out and took away the bowl in Qiao Chu's hand, "Don't eat it, I have a bad stomach, and I still eat these junk foods."

Qiao Chu didn't eat dinner, and his stomach hurts from hunger. Seeing Huo Jingchen about to pour the noodles in his hand into the trash can, he blew up all of a sudden, "Huo, put down the bowl for me."

The corner of Huo Jingchen's eye twitched, and he flung out an eye knife. Qiao Chu was so hungry that he refused to give in, and he also threw out an eye knife.

After a while, Huo Jingchen sighed and looked away, "Sit quietly, and I'll cook porridge for you."

Qiao Chu touched his nose and let out a sigh. He watched Huo Jingchen enter the kitchen, and couldn't help but wonder if Huo Jingchen could cook. He just sat on the sofa for less than 3 minutes and then stood up and walked to the kitchen. He just arrived at the door Huo Jingchen came out with a cup of hot milk, glanced at Qiao Chu and passed the milk over, "Drink some milk first, half an hour will be fine."

Qiao Chu happily ran to the living room to play games with a cup in his hand. Huo Jingchen couldn't help but shook his head and smiled at Qiao Chu's back. Still childish.

After cooking half a pot of millet porridge, Huo Jingchen took out two more potatoes from the refrigerator and planned to fry some shredded potatoes. "Prickly!" The smell of garlic came from the kitchen, and Qiao Chu's stomach let out a "gurgling" sound.Qiao Chu stroked his stomach, raised his head and drank all the milk in the glass, then walked towards the kitchen with the glass in hand.Huo Jingchen was wearing an apron, and his shirt was half rolled up on his forearms. His expression was slightly soft, and he looked like a good man at home.

Qiao Chu leaned against the kitchen door, sniffed and sniffed, "Boss Huo, you're doing a good job."

Huo Jingchen raised his chin to signal him to wait at the dining table, but Qiao Chu ignored him and continued to stare at the dishes in the pot.

Huo Jingchen said helplessly, "The kitchen smells strong, go to the dining room and wait."

Qiao Chu didn't take his eyes off the pot, "It's okay, there's nothing a big man can't stand."

Huo Jingchen didn't speak any more, he stir-fried a few times neatly, turned off the fire, and put it on a plate.

Qiao Chu immediately grabbed the plate, "I'll come, I'll come, you go serve the porridge."

Huo Jingchen handed the plate to Qiao Chu, and took out the two bowls of porridge that were previously served.

Qiao Chu was so hungry that he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it before sending it to his mouth, "Well, yes, Mr. Huo has the potential to be a chef."

Huo Jingchen took chopsticks and shredded potatoes for Qiao Chu, "Why didn't you eat dinner?" When he was driving him back, the little driver told him that he didn't see anyone when he went to deliver food to Qiao Chu after get off work today.

Qiao Chu had porridge in his mouth, "I went to finance affairs in the afternoon, came out late, and went home directly."

The millet porridge is soft and glutinous, and it feels warm in the stomach after eating it. Qiao Chu showed a satisfied smile, and he ate up the porridge in the bowl after a few mouthfuls. With a spoon in his mouth, he handed the empty bowl to Huo Jingchen , obviously want to have another bowl.

Huo Jingchen glanced at Qiao Chu, and naturally pushed the porridge in his hand over, "The one in the pot is hot, eat mine first."

Qiao Chu smiled and pulled the bowl over.Even after eating two bowls of hot porridge, Qiao Chu felt better in his stomach, and felt a little bit in the mood to joke with Huo Jingchen, "As expected of Mr. Huo, he can manage the company and cook good dishes. He is really a must-have candidate for home travel. "

Huo Jingchen put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, "Mr. Qiao envy?"

Qiao Chu supported his chin with one hand, and smiled with stars in his eyes, "Is it admiration, Mr. Huo, are you short of a partner? You do it, I eat it, a perfect partner, a match made in heaven."

Huo Jingchen was about to be laughed out of anger, "Do you think it's appropriate?" How could this Qiao Chu be so easy to climb.

Qiao Chu smiled sincerely, "It's suitable, why isn't it suitable, one person's meal is cooked, and two people's meal is also cooked, it's a matter of convenience."

"Why?" Huo Jingchen leaned back on the chair with his arms folded.

"We're all sleeping together, so we can't even give you benefits." Qiao Chu frowned, showing why you are so stingy.

The smile on Huo Jingchen's face froze, "Can you stop being so imaginative when you say it?" It's just an excuse for the time being, do you want to be so ambiguous.

"Oh, we're all living together, can we give some benefits?" Qiao Chu immediately cooperated, sitting upright and looking at Huo Jingchen sincerely.

Huo Jingchen's forehead was throbbing with veins, and suddenly he felt that his head was covered with paper to stay here.Qiao Chu added fuel to the fire, "Since we live together, you have to be responsible to me."

"Pop..." His rationality snapped, Huo Jingchen lost his temper for the first time, "Qiao Chu, your head is itchy, isn't it?"

Qiao Chu raised his hand to scratch his hair, and said seriously, "No, it doesn't itch." After finishing speaking, he ran back to the bedroom to sleep winkingly, and before closing the door, he turned his head and blinked at Huo Jingchen, which meant that Huo Jingchen understood it very clearly: in the middle of the night, please Don't come to climb the bed.

"Wow!" Huo Jingchen raised his leg and kicked the stool, Qiao Chu immediately shrank his head, "bang", closed the door and locked it.

Huo Jingchen felt a little helpless looking at Qiao Chu's unpromising look, and then laughed again.His life is imagined as a ruler, every minute and every second has been precisely planned, while Qiao Chu is like a magnet with a hook, which unknowingly makes him deviate from the original track of life.Huo Jingchen felt this kind of change was fresh, and there was a little bit of anticipation in it. He always felt that he got along more with him, and the helplessness and pressure at work were dissipating little by little, and even life became a little more comfortable.

"Click" the hour hand pointed to 1 o'clock in the morning, Huo Jingchen put the tableware on the table into the sink, and went to sleep with a relaxed face.

The night is like this, some people sleep peacefully, some people toss and turn.

Ye Zhen sat in the living room and looked at the wall clock in front for the sixth time, Ye Zixi went to the party and has not come back yet.She picked up the landline, pressed the replay button, and the phone still said mechanically: Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later.

"Dangling..." Ye Zhen threw the phone on the coffee table heavily, and looked up at the photo of the mother and daughter in the living room.At a glance, the two mothers are kind and filial, smiling happily, but Ye Zhen knew that at that time, if Ye Zixi didn't return all night like today, the thorn in her heart would grow crazily, almost torn apart With her rationality, Ye Zhen always wanted to drag that person out and crucify him at this time, even if he was already dead.

Ye Zhen met the first man in her life when she was 20 years old. The two met in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Everything is like a meeting between a gifted man and a beautiful woman, a rain, an umbrella, a beautiful encounter, Ye Zhen is stuck in the sweet words of the gentle and affectionate painter, unable to get out, the initial tenderness can't stand the passage of time, only three days later One month later, the romantic painter fell in love with the dancer who danced in the bar.Ye Zhen, who was almost two months pregnant, came to the door in the rain, and the painter was having trouble with the dancer.

Ye Zhen still remembers that the rain was heavy that day, the lightning almost split the sky, and the man's voice was extremely sharp, piercing all her expectations for love and life.

It is said that after disappointment is despair, and after despair is rebirth.

On the second day, Ye Zhen left without hesitation; on the fourth day, someone salvaged the bodies of a man and a woman from the canal outside Ningjin; headlines; a month later, Ye Zhen officially entered the Ye family as the successor.

Seven months later, Ye Zixi was born. Ye Zhen put all her energy except work, and put all her resentment towards that person on her. Ye Zixi's existence reminded Ye Zhen how nothing love is, only eternal interests Only then will you not betray.

Ye Zhen has done well for so many years, but there was an accident. Qiao Chu's mother was that accident. A car accident made her lose her rights. She was unwilling, but she couldn't change it. She could only place all her hopes on her. In Ye Zixi's body, as long as Ye Zixi can inherit the Ye family, she can get back her own rights, but Ye Zixi is just like that person in his heart, the same promiscuity, and the men around him change one after another. These things, those long-silent past events will re-tear her scars again, making her miserable.

Ye Zhen's head hurts, and she beat the sofa beside her with both hands irritably. When she saw Huo Jingchen's driver at Qiao Chu's place at noon, she suddenly felt uneasy. She always felt that the secret she buried in her heart would be revealed by someone. , No, no, she has to do something to stop it.