Therefore, when Su Hanyan was woken up by Feng Yan at ten o'clock, washed up and sat at the dining table, she was also stunned.
She looked at the barley porridge on the table and asked, "Is Sister Cai here?"
"Can you only eat what Sister Cai made?" Feng Yan glanced at her displeasedly and brought the porridge in front of her.
"Of course not, I'm just curious. So you can also cook?" Su Hanyan smiled. The aura of this mature man with a doting look in front of her was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
It is not only rare that such a man is willing to cook porridge for a woman, but he is also lucky for the woman.
"Do you think you are the only one in the world who can cook?"
"No, that's not what I meant." She looked at him with a smile, scooped up the porridge with a spoon, and slowly put it into her mouth.
Everything on the table, except for the porridge, which is freshly cooked, other side dishes and pasta are all ready-made in the refrigerator. But Su Hanyan already thinks that Feng Yan can do this, which is very valuable.
"Thank you!" She pursed her lips.
Feng Yan didn't say anything, just lowered his head and drank the porridge. After a while, he said, "I'll see you off later!"
"Ah?" Her eyes widened.
"Ah what? Hurry up and eat!" He glared at her, stood up and left the restaurant.
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She has been following Feng Yan for almost three months. This is the first time Su Hanyan goes out with him, and the first time he asks him to take her to the newspaper office in person.
Feng Yan's car was a silver-grey Aston Martin, which immediately caught Su Hanyan's attention: "This car is so beautiful!"
There were actually many luxury cars in the parking lot, but she knew the value of Feng Yan's car.
He didn't say anything to her admiration. He stretched out his hand to help her open the passenger door: "Get in the car."
As the car drove out of the Mirage's underground parking lot, Su Hanyan was stunned and didn't realize how her relationship with this man had suddenly changed in just one night.
Why?
"You said last night that you wanted to borrow money from me?" Feng Yan asked.
She was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "Did you hear that? Then..."
He heard it at the time but ignored her, but now he started talking about it. She had doubts in her heart, but she still didn't want to let go of the opportunity: "Ah! Yes! Yes!"
"Why?"
"ah?"
"Why should I lend you money?" Feng Yan turned his head, looked at her and smiled.
Why? Su Hanyan was stunned, and her eyes suddenly froze when she looked at him: "Ayan, didn't you say you would give me a job with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan? Just think of it as... an advance salary, in advance."
"You asked me to advance your salary before you even set foot in my company. Do you think you would agree if you were the boss?"
Su Hanyan laughed awkwardly a few times. She lowered her head and said nothing, then turned to look at his charming side face and said, "I will. If I were the boss, I would agree."
"What logic?" He reached out and touched the top of her hair, as if her answer was childish.
"Su Hanyan's logic!" Perhaps because of the barley porridge he specially cooked, Su Hanyan's mentality became more relaxed when talking to him.
Feng Yan raised his lips and smiled softly. He had to say that he was quite satisfied with this answer that made no sense. At least her expression at this time was less afraid of him.
"Su Hanyan's logic?" he repeated, looking at the road and traffic in front of him, the cute smiling face of a little girl suddenly appeared in his mind.