Zhuo Jian didn't know much about the situation, but she went to open the door anyway. Soon after, Secretary Wu came up with a big bag in her hand: "Madam, these are the changes of clothes that Mr. Fu asked me to bring you.
"
Zhuo Jian stretched out his hand to take it dully, and after regaining consciousness, he smiled and said: "Thank you! But..."
"I still have work to do, so I won't bother you for now!"
Secretary Wu left in a hurry before she could finish speaking. Zhuo Jian watched her figure quickly disappear into the elevator, but she couldn't help but have a big question mark in her mind, "Madam?"
Secretary Wu used to call her Miss Zhuo.
Why did you suddenly change your tune?
She carried the box into the house, looked inside again, and reflexively asked him: "Why did you let Secretary Wu buy this kind of clothes for me?"
"Then shall I go buy it?"
Fu Yanye asked her back.
In addition to long clothes, the bag also contains underwear.
When he asked, Zhuo Jian didn't know what to say and went to find a room to change.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at her back. Although what happened this morning made him very unhappy, Secretary Wu's words about Madam just now made him feel happy both physically and mentally!
Wearing a long white skirt, Zhuo Jian combed her hair, looked at herself in the mirror, and unconsciously said that Secretary Wu really had good taste.
Fu Yanye's eyes lit up when he saw her going out again, and he was secretly proud.
"Thank you for asking Secretary Wu to buy me clothes. I'll call you how much it costs."
"Are you always so perfunctory in thanking people?"
Seeing that she was planning to settle things with him, Fu Yanye asked her unhappily.
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully: "What do you mean?"
When someone does something for her and she expresses her gratitude, is there any problem?
"Since you want to thank you, you have to show sincerity!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him incomprehensively.
Fu Yanye was upset by her sight and asked her, "Would you like to make a sandwich?"
Zhuo Jian saw that he had already stood up and walked towards the kitchen. This topic overwhelmed her, but she quickly followed him: "Then can I make you a sandwich to express my gratitude?"
Fu Yanye paused in opening the refrigerator, then turned to look at her and motioned for her to come forward.
Zhuo Jian walked over, but he still stood tall and stared at her.
"Can't you give in?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
"Can you still cook?"
Fu Yanye asked.
"Otherwise? I've been abroad for three years and can't do anything else. Can I still eat?"
"Then why do you keep asking me to do it after you've been back for so long?"
Fu Yanye said he couldn't understand.
"..."
Soon Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smile, and then took out the ingredients from the refrigerator.
She really convinced Boss Fu. What was he thinking about all day long?
Why would she cook for a man who wanted to divorce her?
And she never asked him to do it, he took the initiative every time.
Fu Yanye followed her, and when he was watching her frying meat, he suddenly said: "I am also a vegetarian this morning!"
Not wanting to say anything more to him, Zhuo Jian nodded and followed his request.
"Milk or juice?"
Zhuo Jian prepared the sandwich and asked him again.
"Milk!"
Fu Yanye doesn't like to drink those sour or sweet drinks.
Zhuo Jian followed the instructions and heated the milk.
After she put the breakfast on the table perfectly, she saw him standing in front of the glass table and looking straight at her, which made her feel unsure and asked him: "Is there something on my face?"
Fu Yanye stepped forward, held her chin with his hand and tilted it sideways. He saw that the fingerprints on her face had almost faded away. He felt relieved but moved closer at the same time: "Stay!"