I don't know why, but for a moment Ji Ruoyu only felt that this sentence "I believe in you" seemed to be more powerful than all the sweet words.

A man like him, with his age, personality, and composure, should not be able to say anything too sweet and sweet.

Although Zhou Xiuxiu did not recognize Lu Qingfan, Lu Qingfan had a pair of eyes with a photographic memory, so he recognized her at a glance. Zhou Xiuxiu, the daughter of Datong Company, could be considered a socialite. Those activities in the upper class circles

There is never a lack of her presence here.

"Dad has been very happy since yesterday. He even called me today to ask when I would go back for dinner with you." Lu Qingfan started the topic lightly. Ji Ruoyu dipped a piece of raw fish in too much mustard, and a rush of energy went directly to his nose.

, his eyes turned red in an instant, and tears fell down.

"You...said...when?" She asked while sniffing. She took the tissue handed to her by Lu Qingfan and wiped her tears. Her nose turned a little red.

This rabbit look was quite endearing. Lu Qingfan smiled and said, "Let's wait for two days."

The two of them didn't eat much, so they finished their meal quite quickly. Lu Qingfan called the waiter to pay the bill. Ji Ruoyu subconsciously wanted to take out his wallet, but Lu Qingfan had already handed the money over.

"Go back and rest for a while? Or go to work directly?" Lu Qingfan raised his hand and glanced at the watch. It was still early.

Ji Ruoyu thought for a moment and said, "It's better not to go back. It's not close to the company, so I'll just lie down in the company for a while."

Not taking a nap in the summer was indeed torture. Lu Qingfan thought about it and didn't follow her. He drove the car home directly. Ji Ruoyu didn't say anything more and was already a little drowsy when he sat in the car.

.

"Do you want to go out to eat tonight?" Ji Ruoyu asked casually. Lu Qingfan smiled and slowly stepped on the accelerator, "Let's cook at home tonight."

Ji Ruoyu suddenly woke up from his sleepiness when he heard what he said. He pretended to be calm and nodded, "Well, okay, then I'll go buy groceries after get off work."

She really didn't dare to ask Lu Qingfan what he liked to eat. If he wasn't a good cook, he couldn't let others choose, so he could only... decide by himself.

In the private room, Zhou Xiuxiu smiled at Qu Wenyan, then stood up and said, "Auntie, please eat slowly while I go to the bathroom."

Qu Wenyan smiled and nodded. As soon as Zhou Xiuxiu walked out, Qu Wenyan looked at her son, "How is it? I said Xiuxiu is good, right?"

The smile on Du Xiuqi's face was a little cold, "Mom, make no mistake, the only condition I agreed to is to let her work beside me. As for the further things you want to do, I haven't nodded yet."

Qu Wenyan is such a shrewd person, so she naturally sees things clearly. She picked up the black rice tea at hand and took a sip, with a meaningful smile on her lips, "You will always nod."

After taking a nap, Lu Qingfan sent Ji Ruoyu to work. Ji Ruoyu spent the whole afternoon in panic, as if facing a formidable enemy. Wu Fang came over several times and saw that Ji Ruoyu's computer screen was open.

page, with recipes for various home-cooked dishes.

"What? Are you planning to cook by yourself?" Wu Fang said, taking a look at her beautifully manicured nails and white hands, then frowned and said, "Marriage is indeed a beautiful tomb, I

It’s hard to imagine that one day I will wash my hands and make soup, it’s so terrible, so terrible.”

Zhang Lan, a colleague at the side who was already a married woman, came over and gave Wu Fang an annoyed look, "Ruoyu, this is called the normal track, but you are non-mainstream! What the hell do you know! Can you find someone who makes you willing to do it?"

It’s not easy when there are so many people cooking.”

Wu Fang smiled and said, "Sister Lan, there is a generation gap between you and me."

Zhang Lan snorted angrily, "It's a chasm! A chasm! Fortunately, you are still writing essays. Can the distance between us be calculated by the generation gap?"

Zhang Lan didn't intend to talk to Wu Fang anymore, just looked at Ruoyu and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, Ruoyu, you are also married. We have been working together for such a long time, but when did you bring your wife to have dinner with everyone?"

Rice."

Ji Ruoyu was still writing the ingredients needed for the recipe on the notepad in his hand. Hearing Zhang Lan's words, he could only nod absently, "There is a chance, there is a chance."

Zhang Lan said, "Don't wait for your chance. Just ask your husband to come to the party at the end of this month. That's it."

Zhang Lan is the most talked-about person in this office. Because she is older than everyone else and joined the company earlier, everyone in the office also listens to her, so as soon as she said this, everyone agreed.

Already.

Because we are all in the same office and we are familiar with each other, we have a gathering together at the end of every month to eat, sing, and so on. We are not allowed to be absent, so it has become a habit.

Ji Ruoyu nodded bravely, "Yeah, if he's not busy, I'll ask him to come."

Fish-flavored eggplant... As she was writing, Zhang Lan's head suddenly stretched out toward her. Ji Ruoyu was startled, and then she heard Zhang Lan ask, "What does your husband do?"

Ji Ruoyu looked at Zhang Lan's face close at hand and swallowed, "Doctor...doctor."

Surprise flashed in Zhang Lan's eyes, and then she laughed and patted Ji Ruoyu's shoulder, "Not bad, doctor, what a professional."

Then she glanced at the recipes on Ji Ruoyu's computer screen and said helplessly, "Let me recommend some dishes that are easier to make, such as tomatoes and scrambled eggs."

Lu Qingfan called at 4:30, and Ji Ruoyu was trembling when he answered the phone, for fear that he would name the dish he wanted to eat. Fortunately, Lu Qingfan didn't mention it, and only said apologetically. He said, "Ruoyu, I have to undergo an operation now, so I may not be able to pick you up from get off work."

It turned out that this was the case. Ji Ruoyu knew that his job was like this. Being a surgeon was not a leisurely job. "It's okay. You are busy with your work. I can go back by myself."

Lu Qingfan seemed to have thought of something and said in a low voice, "Then, I will go home to eat directly after the operation. Are you... okay?"

Although he didn't say it clearly, when Ji Ruoyu heard what he said, it was obvious that he was not asking if it would be okay for you to go home after get off work, but that it would be okay for you if I went home for dinner? Or if Ji Ruoyu understood it more deeply, it was "You Is it okay to cook for yourself?"

Ji Ruoyu bit his lip and said, "It should be fine. Try not to burn down the kitchen."

Lu Qingfan laughed out loud, sounding a little happy, "If the kitchen is burned, it will be burned. Just don't burn yourself."

Ji Ruoyu knew that he was worried about her. He was about to say something when he heard someone calling Dr. Lu on the other end, so he just said, "Go and do your work. Be careful when driving after get off work."
Chapter completed!