Chapter 12

Shen fan star tiny Dun, but also should a, "please come in!"

The cold voice just fell, the door of the ward was opened, and a tall, completely strange man in a black suit came in.

Shen Fanxing frowned, "who are you?"

Yu Song nodded politely to Shen Fanxing.

"Hello, Miss Shen. I'm Yu Song, Mr. Bo's special assistant. This is the porridge and side dish that my husband asked me to prepare for you. "

“……”

He is as smart as Shen Fanxing, almost without any doubt, so he firmly believes that the "Mr. Bo" in the mouth of this man named Yu Song must be Bo Jingchuan.

However, does his action really need to be so quick and direct?

"Yu tezhu, I'm sorry I don't think your husband and I have realized this situation yet... "

"Miss Shen, sir said that you just woke up. You can't eat too much meat. If you refuse, it means that you don't like these things. Then he told me to bring you other food on the premise that the food must be light. Until you are satisfied and like to eat it

Yu Song seemed to have expected that Shen Fanxing would refuse. Before Shen Fanxing's last word fell, he began to speak.

When he spoke, he was expressionless, polite, and concise. He did not use a waste word, and undoubtedly expressed Bo Jingchuan's meaning and attitude thoroughly.

Seeing him is like seeing Bo Jingchuan.

This person, the ability is absolutely extraordinary.

Shen Fanxing couldn't help but look at Yu Song more, and a touch of appreciation flashed in her clear eyes.

But

She brushed her hair rather helplessly, then said to Yu Song:

"don't bother, thank Mr. Bo for me."

Yu Song stepped forward, put the exquisite paper bag in his hand on the cabinet, and then bent slightly towards Shen Fanxing.

"Take your time, Miss Shen."

"Good!"

Shen Fanxing nodded and answered. Yu Song straightened up, but stood aside and didn't plan to leave the room.

Shen Fanxing looks up at him.

Yu Song touched her eyes and said, "Sir, let me watch you finish eating."

Shen Fanxing clearly noticed that his eyebrows were beating violently twice.

She clenched her lips and reached out to open the bag on the table. When she noticed the logo on the bag, she was slightly stunned.

It was Ruyi Xuan's porridge.

As we all know, the Ruyi Pavilion is an old-fashioned house with a small pavilion and flowing water.

Although the appearance is not big, every dish inside is delicate and delicious.

At a time when people are used to eating meat and waking up, people pay more and more attention to health preservation. Besides, Ruyi restaurant never provides wine, and it is not allowed to take it out. It only has white water and tea, and it is not allowed to make a lot of noise when eating.

But it's such a small place with a lot of rules, but the diners are overcrowded.

There are not enough seats inside. If you want to get in, you have to wait in line.

If you want to eat something from Ruyi Xuan, it's not about how much money you have.

And she just separated from Bo Jingchuan for about half an hour, and the congee from ruyixuan came to her so soon

Shen Fanxing began to be a little curious about Bo Jingchuan.

Even the boxes and other tableware are made of rosewood.

It's really a big deal.

Naturally, the taste of porridge and side dishes need not be mentioned, but Shen Fanxing only took a bite and raised his head.

She looks at Yu Song, who is staring at her.