Chapter 46

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

At the moment when Fu Xiaoqian's hand was about to step out of the door, this sentence forced her to stop, and Daimei frowned slightly.

"Not in a hurry to get into the company?" Liao Zhenbo looks at Fu Xiaoqian, who refuses to turn around. He feels helpless to her indifference and indifference again.

"So?" Fu Xiaoqian straightens her back, still facing Liao Zhenbo. Her smile is no longer there. Instead, she has a calm face without the slightest emotion. Only her dark eyes are revealing her disgust and reluctance.

This feeling of being bound from time to time made Fu Xiaoqian hate it. But she had to be regulated.

"Please." His eyes turned around on him, his voice was steady and clear, and he couldn't hear a request from others.

"Is there a connection between the two?" Raising the tail involves Fu Xiaoqian's dissatisfaction. He turned his eyes slowly and stared at the deep man on the bed indifferently.

He wore a black robe, which covered his upright body lazily. The bright lamp on his body sprinkled a layer of halo, with a bit of mystery and a bit of solitude, which made him feel like a king. Fu Xiaoqian turned her eyes and turned her back slightly.

Different.

It's so different.

She had never seen Wu's mother like this. "Wu's mother?" Fu Xiaoqian hesitated to put the chopsticks on the chopstick rack, hesitated and gently called the old man.

This old man is like the last flower in late autumn. Fu Xiaoqian wants to come forward to appreciate it, but she is afraid of disturbing her. She is afraid that her actions and breathing will make the flowers wither in an instant. So she tested and hesitated.

"Well?" A word from the nasal cavity gently overflow, the old man just head side, did not look back.

Fu Xiaoqian really felt strange. She got up and came to the old man. The old man's red eyes made her feel sad inexplicably. "Wu Ma, what happened?"

"No Wu Ma turned to avoid Fu Xiaoqian's sight.

"Then you..." She did not dare to say, for fear of disturbing the old man's tears.

For a moment or two, after a long pause, the old man said, "it's the young master."

When hearing these two words, Fu Xiaoqian subconsciously frowned. Her toes, which had turned the direction, had betrayed the mood she wanted to avoid at the moment.

"Another cup of coffee, Wu Ma." I do not know when, lesen has been standing beside, see Fu Xiaoqian lift eyes to see him, he toward Fu Xiaoqian lightly hook lips, and then gently said hello, "madam."

"More?" Wu's voice finally had a sharp rise and fall, and she couldn't believe it.

After getting a positive reply from leson, he took the cup to the kitchen and muttered, "this is the tenth cup. I haven't eaten a grain of rice. I want to hurt myself. How can I do it?"

The old man's shoulder trembled slightly. His lonely figure made people feel sad.

"The tenth?" Until the figure of the old man disappeared behind the kitchen door, Fu Xiaoqian took back her eyes. Turning her head and looking at leson, she found that leson's lower eyelids were covered with black pigment, her eyes were slightly lax, wrapped in deep black circles, and her jaw was also covered with light cyan. She tightened the willow eyebrows and asked uncertainly.

"Yes, since last night, Mr. Liao has called us here. Up to now, he is refreshing with coffee."

Since last night? Fu Xiaoqian didn't know that because the sound insulation effect of every room here was very good, her door was closed and she couldn't hear anything at all.

What? So fast, has the battle begun? It seems that she is too relaxed.

"Ma'am, go and persuade the president. He hasn't recovered yet. I'm afraid he'll be too sick to keep working like this. " Leson didn't dare to overstep the moment. Standing in the same place, he didn't dare to move too much. He just had a pair of eyes floating with expectation.

He understands that the president, who always controls his feelings almost like a saint, will only have the signs and demands of outburst when he meets his wife.

During this period of contact, he realized how much he didn't know about the president of his family. It was only then that he realized that the president turned out to be a young man of flesh and blood. It was just that he had been repressed for too long and had forgotten his joys and sorrows. Now a living person is around him, he began to wake up the seven emotions and six desires sleeping in the bottom of his heart, and found the outlet to vent.

This is a good thing for leson, who has been around him for five years. But with such unrestrained venting, leson can't help but start to worry.

"Me?" Fu Xiaoqian seems to hear a joke, and she is the hero of the joke. Unbelievably, he raised the ending, pointed to himself with his index finger, then laughed, shook his head, and sat back in his position again, holding up the chopsticks.

"I think you've got the wrong person." It was only yesterday that the man called out the word roll to her. Now, how could he want to see himself.

He took a bite of the dish into his mouth and thought of leson's suggestion again. Suddenly, his white cheek enlarged a radian and chewed the food in his mouth slowly.She didn't taste the dish.