The large dining table is filled with nutritionally balanced dishes.
Fu Liangyuan sat at the dining table, expressionlessly picking up a piece of black pepper beef fillet and putting it into his mouth.
Just after chewing twice, my eyebrows moved slightly.
Then, as if nothing had happened, his chopsticks landed on dishes such as Jipin abalone, braised sea tiger fin, steamed soy sauce and so on.
Finally, he paused slightly with his chopsticks and frowned slightly!
The taste is wrong.
The beef tenderloin was not tender enough, and it didn't have the chewy texture in the mouth.
The abalone meat is not fresh enough and even has a faint fishy smell, and the soup is slightly sweeter.
Braised sea tiger wings…
Every dish has flaws!
Zhang Ma, who was waiting on the side, could tell at a glance that the food was not to Fu Liangyuan's taste, because he never touched the chopsticks for each dish.
Seeing this, Zhang Ma's eyes glanced at Fu Liangyuan's already dark purple neck, and she pursed her lips: "Sir, all your dishes were prepared by Madam herself."
Madam knows Mr.'s taste best, and whatever she cooks will suit Mr.'s appetite every time. If Madam leaves, Mr. will not be able to have a delicious meal.
Besides, how can those coquettish bitches out there be like the people who look up to the lady, take care of every detail, take good care of the husband, and never let the husband worry about these things?
Fu Liangyuan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You mean, I can't live without her?"
Zhang Ma shook her head and shut up, but she couldn't help but complain: It's not a big deal if she can't survive, but sometimes, if she doesn't live comfortably, it's not necessarily any better.
Seeing Zhang Ma's obvious duplicity, Fu Liangyuan felt a little heartbroken and lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks, stood up and went upstairs.
In the study, the clock hands pointed to eight o'clock in the evening.
Fu Liangyuan felt even more depressed.
Tang Mian hasn't come back yet, and she never goes home past eight o'clock in the evening!
It seems that he has been too tolerant to her recently. He even stayed away from home for a whole day, and his heart was almost spinning just thinking about it.
Fu Liangyuan sneered and murmured in a low voice: "I'll give you two more hours. You will come back on time in two hours... There will still be punishment!"
No rules no standards.
If he continues to indulge, she will probably forget her identity!
After making a decision, Fu Liangyuan focused all his energy on the documents that needed to be processed, sat in front of the computer, and got busy.
Time flies by quietly.
The ancient bell rings the hour.
clang!
clang!!
After ten consecutive calls, Fu Liangyuan raised his head from the desk.
Ten o'clock.
Fu Liangyuan's eyes deepened, he picked up the landline phone on the desk and dialed the landline number downstairs: "If Tang Mian doesn't come back in five minutes, just go to the door. Even if she comes back, you are not allowed to open it!"
It’s time to teach Tang Mian a lesson!
Otherwise, she might be able to stay up all night!
Fu Liangyuan had a gloomy face. After hanging up the phone, he still couldn't calm down.
Time passed bit by bit.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...
Until the hour hand pointed to eleven o'clock, the villa was so quiet that not even the doorbell rang, and no one reported the news of Tang Mian's return.
unusual!
After three years of marriage, Tang Mian had never lost contact or even been considered missing.
Even if her phone battery is really out of battery or she can't leave, she will find a way to tell him.
But now, there is no phone call or text message. It's like she has completely disappeared from his world.
Could it be that there was an accident, such as a car accident, that made her unable to come back at all?
When such thoughts flashed through his mind, Fu Liangyuan's throat tightened!