"He likes to eat the braised pork I make the most!"

"Don't talk about Fang Wen, I'm so greedy just looking at it. Auntie's cooking is so delicious and delicious!"

The two women were talking and laughing as they put the delicacies on the coffee table one by one. They glanced at Zhang Ruqing, and Fang Wen had a gloomy expression on his face. He put one hand in his pocket and walked to the window. His fingertips touched something in his trouser pocket, and he took out his hand.

, caressing the cat lying quietly in the palm of his hand with his thumb, its mysterious eyes are just like hers!

Dang... finally heard a knock on the door, his frown slowly relaxed, and his face was overflowing with a sense of relief. He opened the door to greet him, but the moment he pushed it open, his face instantly turned from sunny to gloomy.

"Dear Mr. Fang, your loving lunch has been delivered!" Wang Mingzhi, who had no eyesight, dangled his lunch bag in front of his eyes. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the harmonious scene behind him. He put away his smile and lowered his hand in surprise. "Auntie is here? Hey!

, and Mr. Zhang!”

"Have you eaten, Xiao Wang? We brought a lot, just in time, come and eat together!" Guo Meiyu waved to him enthusiastically.

The man at the door stood still and the corners of his lips dropped. Only then did Wang Mingzhi think of trying to figure it out. His mind raced rapidly and he took a step back to test carefully.

"Thank you, auntie! I just finished eating...?!"

Sure enough, the boss rolled his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"There's not much to eat, but I can still eat some!"

Dragging Wang Mingzhi into the office, he closed the door. "Oh, I didn't eat! Then go over and eat!"

"Ha... Mr. Fang's hearing is really good!" He smiled at the people inside and reported in a low voice to Fang Wen. "No wonder someone didn't come up. There's something going on!"

Fang Wen snatched the meal bag from his hand, threw it on the desk angrily, and muttered to himself: "Coward!"

"Okay, Fang Wen, come over and eat!"

Zhang Ruqing, as gentle as water, took the man's arm affectionately regardless of the presence of outsiders.

In this situation, Wang Mingzhi hurriedly played the role of relieving his boss's worries. He wanted to put his hand on his shoulder, but he had to give up due to the limited altitude! With a roll of his eyes, he put on his "shy" and squeezed in between the two of them, with such a strong back and strong waist.

She gained the upper hand in an instant. She took his arm, twisted and pulled him to sit on the sofa, and even handed him the chopsticks in an extremely considerate manner.

"I'll eat some more with you, okay? Mr. Fang!"

The foot-picking man with a slovenly beard and his artificial voice made Fang Wen feel queasy and had a look of disgust on his face.

"Shut up!"

"Mr. Fang, you are so annoying~"

"Wang Mingzhi, get out of here!"

"Don't make trouble while eating!" Guo Meiyu handed warm water to the two of them. "Why are you acting like children!"

Not caring about the man's indifference to her, Zhang Ruqing smiled and sat on the sofa, thoughtfully serving him food.

"Eat more! The food outside is unhealthy, but the food cooked by my mother is hygienic and nutritious!"

Listening to her words, he turned towards Wang Mingzhi. "It's a very good dish, but it makes you sick and has no appetite!"

Although Fang Wen was complaining about Wang Mingzhi, the clever Zhang Ruqing didn't know that he was making an innuendo. The chopsticks in his hand froze in the air, and the atmosphere instantly fell into embarrassment.

"Yeah, auntie's craftsmanship is amazing!" Wang Mingzhi adjusted at the right time. "If you don't want to eat, give it to me! I'm sorry, auntie, I'm quite thick-skinned!"

"Then eat them all, don't waste them!" Fang Wen threw down his chopsticks and stood up.

"Ah?" Wang Mingzhi opened the door, feeling unspeakable pain in his heart. "It's just a talk! You can... eat some!"

"You must have official business, right?" Fang Wen said in a stiff tone. "If you have anything to do in the future, go to the 34th floor and talk to Director Wang!"

Zhang Ruqing was furious at the man's ignorance. She didn't answer and glared angrily at Wang Mingzhi, who was deliberately trying to disrupt the situation. Looking at the meal bag on the desk, the conspicuous words "Zuoyou Restaurant" were so disgusting. She was pestering her again.

On!

"Hey, Fang Wen, why don't you eat it?" Guo Meiyu asked in confusion: "Doesn't it suit your appetite?"

"Make an appointment to talk with someone!" Fang Wen put on his cell phone and looked at his watch before going out. "Mom, the working time is almost here, you should go back quickly! Don't bother me next time, I'm rarely at the company at noon!"

Guo Meiyu was a little annoyed by her son's attitude.

"What's going on, Fang Wen? You haven't eaten yet while we're talking? Mom came all the way to deliver it, and you just left without taking a bite?"

"Something's really going on! Mom!"

After the protagonist left, Wang Mingzhi, who had difficulty swallowing, endured the torture with difficulty under the glare of the two women.

...

"Sister Fan, please settle table 5 first!"

The lunch market was about to end, and it was also the time when customers paid their bills together. Mao Xiaoyou was lying on the counter, pressing the computer quickly. His slender legs stood straight, and his slim short shirt was lifted up with his raised arms, and his lower back was exposed.

A white and tender gap.

Sister Fan took the bill and was stunned when she turned around. The man she rated as the most man-like was walking towards him with his hands folded in a graceful manner. Just when she was about to open her mouth, the man raised his index finger and made a gesture, and she nodded like an obsession.

He nodded silently and gave way.

Then she felt a burning sensation on her lower back, which made Mao Xiaoyou dodge in a hurry, but the arm had already wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his broad chest.

"Don't wear this dress again!" Fang Wen tugged down the hem of his clothes resentfully.

She raised her head and met his deep, melancholy eyes. The faint smile on the corner of his mouth was a rare warmth. She blushed at the intimacy in the public, and she nudged her to the right with her elbow.

"Don't do this! It's not good to be seen!"

"Afraid of being seen? Mao Xiaoyou, do you have any other ideas?"

That shy look made him couldn't help but poke his head and kiss her hair.

"Don't make trouble, we are settling accounts!"

Turning around and leaning against the tent, Fang Wen looked a little disappointed.

"I thought I would be jealous!"

"Is it tasty?"

In a light tone, she made a pun.

He glanced at her, took her hand and put it on his belly. "I'm hungry!"

"Impossible, is he a big eater?" She shook her head disapprovingly, took out her hand and left with a few bills. "Find a place to sit!"

What a confused woman! Sitting next to the window, his eyes followed the busy figure.


Chapter completed!