Rong Che didn't know what he thought, but the loss was Lin Qinghuan's birthday, but it really opened.

Taking a deep breath, barely controlling his emotions.

I clicked on the album and searched through it. There were only two folders inside, one was Lin Qinghuan's design drawings, and the other was Xinren'er.

You don't need to click Rong Che to know what's inside, but he still clicked.

Of course, there were no accidents. All the photos of Lin Qinghuan were stored in it, such as those who were walking, reading, and all kinds of them were included.

Looking at these photos, Rong Che suddenly remembered what Zhao Rui once said to him: You should really see how happy Lin Qinghuan was when he was with Chen Fengyan.

Indeed, because no matter what kind of photo it is, Lin Qinghuan is smiling.

Looking at those, Rong Che’s emotions were indescribable.

However, at this moment, the cell phone he kept at hand rang, and Chen Fengyan called it.

Rong Che just connected, and then said directly: "I heard from Shuang'er that you are at home, that's right. You asked Lin Qinghuan to take down my tablet and I'm downstairs of your house. She said she wanted to use it yesterday, so I asked her to take it. I have a document in it, so I'm in a hurry to use it."

As he said, Rong Che looked through the photos inside one by one, but his eyes fell on a selfie where the two hugged and kissed each other. He breathed a sigh of relief and responded: "Okay."

After saying that, he walked directly to the study terrace and threw it down. He glanced at Chen Fengyan, who was sitting in the car at the door of the villa, and said leisurely: "Go and get it in the swimming pool." Rong Che was about to hang up the phone after he said that.

But Chen Fengyan's laughter was too harsh for him.

Having laughed enough, Chen Fengyan rested his arm outside the car window, looked at Rong Che who was standing on the terrace, and chuckled, "Didn't you see the photos I took with Lin Qinghuan before? Haha, that's really sorry. When I was in Italy, in order to see her at any time, I used electronic devices. I didn't mean it, don't mind, it's not a big deal, right?"

Rong Che's voice gradually became colder: "Feng Yan, what are you doing? Are you sure you have the qualifications to be in trouble with me?"

A strong threat spread in his calm tone.

Chen Fengyan didn't mind, as always, Feng Qingyundan: "Didn't you say you should accept open competition? I can't compare to you, but is it not good for us to rely on our abilities?"

Rong Che was silent, with more and more gloomy expressions on his face.

Chen Fengyan looked up at him, and after a while he chuckled, "You are indeed awesome, but I am not a waste, aren't you?" As he said that, he paused, and then smiled, "Uncle, you must do it when you say it. Who of us, knows the truth about whom?"

After he finished speaking, Rong Che hung up the phone directly.

Chen Fengyan was not surprised, and threw his phone into the storage box of the car and drove away.

He can't let go, nor will he let go easily.

Rong Che put his cell phone on the desk and went out directly. Looking down from the second floor, the living room was in a mess. It was a mess before that Mrs. Zhao had cleaned up. Now, he didn't let Mrs. Zhao come, and Lin Qinghuan refused to accept it. He didn't even think about doing it.

Although he promised her to do all the housework, he had never done it at all. How to do it?

Do what you say?

Rong Che never thought this was a difficult thing before, but now, he suddenly felt frustrated that he could not do anything.

There was no choice, Rong Che finally called Mrs. Zhao, and then he watched from the side.

Mrs. Zhao looked confused: "Young Master, are you not busy today?" In fact, Mrs. Zhao wanted to say, are you so idle today?

But if you think about it, it will be impolite after all.

Rong Che responded after realizing it: "Stay today."

Mrs. Zhao complained: No wonder.

After packing up, Mrs. Zhao asked: "Are you going to prepare supper?"

Rong Che's eyes were drooping.

She woke up late in the morning, and later she tossed Lin Qinghuan several times. She was too tired to get up, so Rong Che had just eaten something for lunch.

He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was only four o'clock and dinner was a bit early. However, considering that Lin Qinghuan had slept all day and didn't eat, he said, "Tell me, I'll do it."

Mrs. Zhao: “???”

Rong Che had already left to the kitchen. Even if Mrs. Zhao didn't understand, she guessed what he meant, and then hurriedly followed.

Lin Qinghuan woke up from hunger.

But after packing it up, I smelled the fragrance of the food and wanted to go down to have a meal.

But then I thought, who was sleeping?

While going downstairs to the restaurant, I wondered if I was dreaming.

Seeing Rong Che busy in the kitchen in the afternoon, Lin Qinghuan flattened the corner of her mouth: "I must be dreaming!" She said it with great certainty.

However, Rong Che heard the sound, and saw that she was still standing at the stairs, and said, "Go down to have a meal."

Rong Che's voice was too real, so Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but believe it.

From upstairs and downstairs, we walked to the kitchen to see him busy.

Rong Che: "Come here and taste the taste."

Lin Qinghuan did as he did.

"How about it?"

"Great."

Rong Che raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really?"

Lin Qinghuan nodded: "I suddenly became enlightened and made rapid progress."

Rong Che served her a bowl and gave her: "Drink a bowl to suffice her belly first."

Lin Qinghuan is indeed very hungry, and she is so hungry that she has a stomachache, especially when she ate a lot of heavy-tasting things last night. If she continues to do this, she will probably suffer from stomach problems.

However, Lin Qinghuan was still very curious.

While drinking the soup, he asked, "How long has it been? Where can I go to learn secretly, and I am making progress so fast."

Rong Che was silent for a while and said, "Sister Zhao put all the materials in, let me watch the time."

"Puff!" Lin Qinghuan took a sip when he suddenly heard this and almost choked himself.

No wonder I hesitated for so long before I said it.

Just looking at the time, to put it bluntly, it wasn't him who did it.

Rong Che took the napkin and handed it to her, and asked, "I'm very disappointed?"

Lin Qinghuan wiped his mouth and heard him ask, and was a little surprised: "Hmm?" After thinking about it for a while, he understood, and then said: "No, in terms of cooking, you let me understand that you are also a normal person and are not omnipotent."

Rong Che did not answer the conversation.

Lin Qinghuan didn't know what to say to him, so he took a sip of the soup and quickly changed the topic: "Where is Siyuan?"

Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for several days and miss him quite a bit.

It was almost time. Rong Che turned off the fire, took out the soup bowl from the cupboard, served a large bowl to the table, and Lin Qinghuan took the two of them and served the rice.

Sitting down at the dining table, Rong Che said: "The old man hopes that he lives in the old house. Are you old? You always hope someone will accompany you."

"Oh, normal." Lin Qinghuan was a little disappointed.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that Rong Che’s words have other meanings.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Rong Che asked with a smile: "Do you miss him?"

"Ah?" Lin Qinghuan's eyes dodged a little, and she was silent for a while before she said truthfully: "It's indeed a bit."

Rong Che smiled, then put down the bowls and chopsticks and called Xiao Liu: "Go to the old house to pick up the young master."

Lin Qinghuan: "No need... the old man should be unhappy!"

The old man of the Rong family didn't like her at first, and calling Rong Siyuan away was likely to have something to do with her, so why should she feel uncomfortable at this time?

Xiao Liu didn't know what he said, but Rong Che replied directly: "Aren't children all supposed to be with their parents? What's wrong with answering this?"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lin Qinghuan was even more embarrassed: "Actually, I just said that, and I was not in a hurry to see you, and..." As she said that, she hesitated: "I always feel that I am thinking about the source of thought, which is a bit pretentious."

Not biological.

Rong Che put down his phone and smiled: "It's okay, I just like you to be pretentious."

Lin Qinghuan: "..." He glanced at him speechlessly.

After the two of them finished their meal, Xiao Liu sent Rong Siyuan back.

As soon as I came back, I saw the leftovers on the dining table that had not been finished. I looked unhappy: "Why didn't you two ask someone to pick me up earlier? I also want to have dinner with you."

"Don't you eat together often? Is this a meal?"

"Is it different today?" Rong Siyuan just didn't like it.

“Why are the difference?”

"I'm eating at home today. Don't you feel like a family?"

Rong Che was busy cleaning the dining table. Rong Siyuan was wandering behind him like a little tail. Rong Che was really afraid of accidentally stepping on him, and then drove him to Lin Qinghuan: "Go and follow you..." However, he stopped halfway.

Rong Siyuan raised his head and looked at him with watery eyes: "What do you think of me?"

"Go and play with Lin Qinghuan, don't delay cleaning up." Rong Che said, and went to the dining table to collect the last table and went straight to the kitchen.
To be continued...