Feng Qian himself is quite handsome. He is 177cm tall and seems to have a decent body proportion. If he didn't often run around with Feng Shuyan, it would be difficult to guarantee that he wouldn't meet women on the street and strike up a conversation.
This kind of him, wearing a pair of glasses at the moment, is even more eye-catching, giving people a very knowledgeable look, which is completely different from Liu Changqing's appearance.
After hearing Liu Changqing's inquiry, Feng Qian gently closed the door behind him and responded in a low voice.
"There's something wrong. Wear glasses to cover it up."
"piece of cake?"
After the other party asked this question, Liu Changqing noticed that the two sides of his eye sockets were not consistent, as if... his right side had been punched.
Because I'm wearing glasses, I can't tell if I don't look carefully.
Noticing this, Liu Changqing instantly became interested.
"That's strange. Did you punch yourself while you were having a nightmare at night, or did you accidentally fall and bump into your own fist?"
"Don't be ridiculous..."
Placing the document in his hand on the table, Feng Qian pulled a chair to the side and sat on it, then responded to Liu Changqing behind him.
"It's not a big problem, by the way...Old Liu."
Feng Qian suddenly thought of something, turned half a circle from his back-to-back position, turned his head to look at Liu Changqing behind him, and said.
"I wanted to tell you when I just came in that An Yuanyao is here."
"Coming? Then you didn't tell me earlier!"
After hearing what the other party said, Liu Changqing immediately took action. After a brief moment of daze, he quickly walked towards the door.
Looking at the closed door, Feng Qian was stunned for a while before smiling and shaking his head. Then he reached out to take off his glasses and touched his eye sockets with his fingers.
Some tingling sensation.
There was a wry smile on his face. He had no idea that the fists wielded by that thin and small body could be so powerful.
After thinking for a while, he put on his glasses again, opened the documents just placed on the table, and muttered as if talking to himself.
"Next time we meet... let's explain it clearly."
After Liu Changqing came out, he saw An Yuanyao at a glance.
She stood at the gate, holding a lunch box in her hand.
An Yuanyao has been responsible for Liu Changqing's food issues recently. Since her foot healed, she basically won't let Liu Changqing cook because she has the foundation. Although she was not used to using larger knives at first, she got used to it.
There won't be much of a problem.
Now An Yuanyao often makes lunch at home and delivers it to Liu Changqing at the company.
It's very rich, and it's like the kind of insulated box you used to bring when visiting patients in the hospital. The cylinder has three layers, the bottom is soup, the top layer is rice, and the top layer is vegetables.
At first, Liu Changqing somewhat refused the other party's offer to bring him lunch. After all, most of the people in the company, except for the ones who cooked at home, most of them went to nearby small restaurants to eat together.
But he really couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the other party and the envious looks that the employees cast towards him. In fact, Liu Changqing was a little happy.
Which man can perfectly block a woman who comes to bring him lunch?
He doesn't know whether others can do it, but he can't do it anyway.
Liu Changqing walked up quickly and came to An Yuanyao. Although he was extremely happy inside, he still had to pretend to be normal.
"Really, the weather turned cloudy today, I already told you on the phone..."
"When you called me, I had almost finished it...there were so many, and the children have gone to school, so I couldn't finish them."
"I really can't help it. I happen to be hungry. Although it's not time to eat yet, but...what the heck, let's eat first."
After a conversation, Liu Changqing took the lunch from An Yuanyao's hand, took her hand and walked toward the small room where the two often spent time together.
The happy life of the boss is seen by the employees as it should be.
As always, the employee of ****** who had been listless all day witnessed the scene that just happened before his eyes, and for some reason his face began to look awkward.
I originally thought that because the boss's wife was not in the company recently, I should be able to avoid seeing such a scene that would break the heart of a bachelor like him.
But when he just saw the two bosses running towards the small room hand in hand, he was still jealous...
Jealousy contorted his face.
His good deskmate Wu Yu saw his expression and asked with some confusion.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Don't you think the boss and the others are becoming more and more blatant now? We are still here, and we fall in love casually. Fortunately, we just held hands today. We were there the day before yesterday..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his face with his hands, and he felt sad the more he spoke.
Why...why no woman likes me but me...
I also want someone to cook for me...
"Boss, they don't do that every day or two anymore. I've long been used to it."
As he spoke, Wu Yu took an apple from his table and handed it to the jealous man next to him.
"Recently, my girlfriend keeps asking me to eat an apple a day, but... I don't like eating this very much, so I'll give it to you."
"..."
He froze in covering his face, slowly removed his hands, and stared blankly at the apple placed in front of him by Wu Yu.
I thought about what the other person just said in my mind.
Damn...are you not going to let me go?
The weather in November has begun to get less hot, except that it may get a little hotter at noon, but in the morning and evening, the temperature is on the low side.
Therefore, there is no fan on in the house, and it is quite cool just by simply opening the windows.
After moving the chair and sitting down, Liu Changqing watched An Yuanyao disassemble it layer by layer and place it in front of him, including vegetables, soup and rice.
Balanced nutrition.
After everything was ready, An Yuanyao took out the chopsticks and handed them to Liu Changqing, then folded her hands on the table and looked at him with a smile.
In response to her expectant look, Liu Changqing first took a sip of the soup, then gave a thumbs up and praised her.
"Oh my god, this soup is so delicious, I almost cried!"
"Hehehe, don't be so talkative!"
Although she said so, it was obvious that An Yuanyao was very impressed by Liu Changqing's praise.
What's every chef's favorite sight to see?
Probably because the guests praised the dishes he cooked and ate them cleanly.
An Yuanyao was no exception. She just watched Liu Changqing eating quietly, her eyes were like crescent moons, and her face was full of smiles.
Just like the first time I saw Liu Changqing eating, although he ate a big mouthful, he didn't feel disgusted. There was no smacking of the mouth or random use of chopsticks to pick vegetables.
There is... it only makes people feel the fragrance.