"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "Oh, I understand."
She hurried upstairs with small steps. She felt strange in her heart, why did Mr. Nie come back so early recently?
When opening the door, Feng Xiaoxiao was cautious for fear of disturbing Mr. Nie.
"came back."
Nie Zheng's voice sounded, Feng Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, turned around and smiled at him, "Hehe, I've disturbed you."
Nie Zheng frowned, "It's so late, where have you been?"
"No..." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head hurriedly, "I didn't go anywhere, I just walked around casually."
"Oh?" Nie Zheng was hesitant, "With whom?"
It seems ungentlemanly to say this. Even her husband has no right to question his wife like this.
Nie Zheng was born into a famous family and had an excellent education.
Realizing that this was a violation of human rights, I immediately changed my tune.
"It's okay, I'll just ask, you don't have to answer. It's getting late, go take a shower."
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao turned around, covered her chest and let out a long breath.
Fortunately, he didn't ask any more, otherwise she might not be able to withstand it. She doesn't want him to know about enrolling in the cooking class yet.
No matter what, we have to wait until there are some results from the study. It is best if Mr. Nie discovers that the food she made tastes delicious... This kind of effect is the best, isn't it?
"whee."
Feng Xiaoxiao thought so and couldn't help laughing.
"Why, so happy?"
Nie Zheng hadn't left yet, so he stood behind her and asked.
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was startled and shook her head hastily, "No, no... I'm going to take a shower!"
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded and frowned.
Xiaoxiao came home late, and it was obvious that she was hiding something from him. Also, who was the reason for her unconscious smile?
Could it be...Qi Junyan? They met again?
Tsk.
Nie Zheng had a headache. As long as Feng Xiaoxiao was involved, his thinking would become chaotic. Such unfounded suspicion was extremely irrational and inappropriate.
Nie Zheng turned around and returned to the study.
After Feng Xiaoxiao took a bath, she went to look for him in the study, holding a cup of brewed ginseng tea in her hand.
"Mr. Nie, drink tea."
"Come here." Nie Zheng stretched his hand towards her.
"Oh." Feng Xiaoxiao put down the tea and sat on Nie Zheng.
On the table is the book Nie Zheng is reading tonight - "Disqualification in the World".
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "Mr. Nie still reads this kind of book?"
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded, "What's wrong with this kind of book? I can't read it?"
"No, no." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, "I thought you just read "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", "Das Kapital" and so on."
Because Mr. Nie is a businessman.
Nie Zheng hugged her and rubbed his cheek into the crook of her neck.
"Mrs. Nie doesn't know me very well. I read everything. Osamu Dazai's "Disqualified", and this one..."
"I know." Feng Xiaoxiao interrupted him with a smile, "The protagonist is a bit similar to Mr. Nie in some aspects."
"Oh?" Nie Zheng was surprised, "Have you seen it?"
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao pouted, "I'm just an idle person, I've seen how normal it is."
"your hands……"
Nie Zheng suddenly held her hand. There were some strange scars on it, "How did you do this?"
He remembered that the last time he was injured in a fire, his hands did not have these injuries.
"Well……"
Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly turned away, "It's nothing. I accidentally rubbed it during class."
"Teacher Gu's class?" Nie Zheng asked.
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly. Of course not, he was obviously injured in the cooking class... But Nie Zheng couldn't let him know.
"oh."
Nie Zheng nodded, but he still had doubts in his heart.
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The study in the cooking class has initially yielded results.
On Saturday, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't have to go to Teacher Gu's class, but Nie Zheng still had to work.
Then, her chance has come!
The night before, Feng Xiaoxiao prepared the ingredients and stewed the soup when making breakfast in the morning.
According to Feng Xiaoxiao's intention, of course he wanted to prepare a table of delicious food for Nie Zheng. However, the current strength did not allow it, so he had to stew a pot of good soup first.
While the soup was simmering, Feng Xiaoxiao called Weng Qiange.
"Qiange, please listen to it for me. Is there anything wrong with my program? There is no wrong step, right?"
Weng Qiange listened carefully and said, "Well, no. I found that you are not very good at studying, but you are okay in this aspect."
"Hehe, that's right."
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, how could she be so smart in this regard? It was obvious that she was very attentive.
Before hanging up the phone, Weng Qiange encouraged her.
"Come on, Xiaoxiao... um..."
Weng Qiange suddenly let out a suppressed cry.
"Eh!" Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, "Little Pigeon, why do you make such a disgusting sound?"
Before Weng Qiange could answer, Feng Xiaoxiao heard Gu Chen's voice, "...It's okay, you continue talking, it won't affect me..."
"ah……"
Damn it!
Feng Xiaoxiao quickly hung up the phone, her face turned red and her neck thick with embarrassment, she actually listened to the scene!
"It's early in the morning, no shame or shame!"
Feng Xiaoxiao worked in the kitchen for most of the day, and finally finished it at around two o'clock in the afternoon.
Feng Xiaoxiao filled the soup and thought happily.
"Okay, send it over now, it can be used as afternoon tea."
Does anyone have soup for afternoon tea? Who cares, if she delivers it, it will be there.
Wanting to give Nie Zheng a surprise, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't contact him before setting off. She held the soup and went downstairs to the company.
In the company, Nie Zheng has his own exclusive channel for the president. Feng Xiaoxiao also knows about this channel, and Liao Qingming even entered her fingerprints.
However, Feng Xiaoxiao has never used this privilege.
Today, I just happened to be able to use it.
Feng Xiaoxiao was full of expectations when she went to find Nie Zheng. Unexpectedly, she met Song Feixue as soon as she got out of the elevator.
This floor is the president's office. It's very quiet after you get out of the elevator.
Song Feixue looked like she had just arrived.
Since that incident, they have not seen each other. It is naturally awkward to meet like this today.
"Xiao Xiao."
Song Feixue smiled lightly, as if she cared about her.
"Are you feeling well?"
"Uh, um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded uncomfortably. She really couldn't be like Song Feixue, who obviously hated her very much but had to act like nothing was wrong when they met.
"You...what about you?"
Feng Xiaoxiao asked her politely.
"Oh, that's alright."
Song Feixue smiled and nodded, but suddenly her smile faded.
"It's just that I feel bad when I see you."
"!" Feng Xiaoxiao shuddered and her back stiffened.
"Hey." Song Feixue chuckled, full of sarcasm.
"I thought you had understood everything after what happened last time. It seems that you are not as smart as I thought, but you are more shameless than I thought."
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless and speechless.
Because Nie Zheng liked her, Feng Xiaoxiao was at a disadvantage.
Song Feixue was not excited, but every word was heartbreaking.
"Feng Xiaoxiao, why do you rob him from me? Don't you understand yet? You can't rob me... Last time, didn't Azheng already make a choice? He chose... me."
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart felt cold and she had nothing to say.
"Um?"
Song Feixue saw the bag in her hand, frowned and asked, "What is this?"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to take it and take a look.