Like the darkness before a violent storm, it may rain down at any time!
Next to him, Song Yuan was trembling, wishing he could be a quail, huddled in the corner.
terrible!
Of course, Feng Yan was not hugging Tang Mian, but measuring the distance between Tang Mian and the table, readjusting Tang Mian's seat before sitting back on the chair.
The whole process is completed in one go.
However, there was no change in Tang Mian's delicate and charming face from the beginning to the end. There was no trace of restraint or flatterment at all, as if Feng Yan's careful service was a normal thing.
Even though Mr. Xu was well-informed, he was also stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but joke: "I didn't expect Mr. Feng to be the real sweetheart. He really loves his wife.
A good man is really rare!"
There was a hint of pride on Feng Yan's fair and clean face: "I have always agreed with the saying 'Behind a successful man, there must be an amazing woman'!"
"This man, no matter how successful he is, if there is not a woman around him who knows both coldness and hotness, he will undoubtedly fail! In other words, a man who can't even handle relationships well is equally looked down upon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yan glanced at Fu Liangyuan as if provoking.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious.
Fu Liangyuan met Feng Yan's eyes with cold eyes, put the cup in his hand back on the table, and turned his head slightly to one side, as if Feng Yan was a clown and not worth mentioning.
Next to him, Song Yuan was sitting at attention, fearing that he would be swept away by the tail of the typhoon!
A flash of discomfort flashed across his face, and he was going crazy in his heart: What is this! It's just insinuations and accusations!
Mr. Fu is being connoted so miserably!
However, my wife is very nice and she is not the kind of person who would cheat on me at all!
If there is no cheating, then the wrong person must be Mr. Fu! However, the relationship between Madam and Feng Yan is not simple at first glance, and Mr. Feng is allowed to slap Mr. Fu in the face...
Song Yuan's heart was about to be twisted into a ball of wool, but he didn't dare to show anything amiss on his face. He sat quietly and tried to reduce his sense of presence as much as possible.
The dishes were served quickly, breaking the weird atmosphere in the box.
"Mr. Fu, this is the Thousand-Hand Guanyin I told you, try it!" When all the dishes were served, Mr. Xu turned the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" in front of Fu Liangyuan.
Fu Liangyuan subconsciously looked at Tang Mian, but Tang Mian was quietly watching Feng Yan rinse the dishes and chopsticks for her, without even giving him a look.
His mind flashed, and when his eyes returned to the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin", he couldn't find any trace of the dish that Tang Mian had cooked for him before, and he pursed his lips.
After he tasted the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" dish and found out that it had the same name as the dish Tang Mian made for him, Fu Liangyuan felt indescribably disappointed.
At this moment, the smell of abalone in his mouth made him startled, and his hand holding the chopsticks paused.
this……
It tastes like the dishes cooked by Tang Mian, but it is a little different, in terms of taste and texture! The dishes cooked by Tang Mian are more in line with his taste!
Fu Liangyuan pursed his lips and suddenly remembered one thing: In the beginning, Tang Mian was not as familiar with his tastes as easily as now. It was not until later that her cooking skills suddenly improved greatly, and she heard Zhang Ma mention it occasionally.