Chapter 268

After returning, Feng moye has arrived. She puts the things she is carrying on the table and asks Feng moye casually.

"Come back so early?"

Feng moye took off his coat and put it on the back of his chair: "the rest is up to them. He went to the meeting early in the morning and read a lot of documents in the afternoon. His eyes are very sour."

Cheng ran sneered. Listening to the implication, it seemed that she wanted to rub her eyes or something.

But she's not the kind of virtuous at home.

"Let the servant rub it for you."

Feng moye took her hand, and there was a casual smile in his eyes.

"But I just want you to rub it for me."

Cheng ran looked at him with tender eyes. He was really overwhelmed. If he didn't show such an expression from his heart, he might be a playwright.

But she's very tired now. She really doesn't have this Kung Fu.

"I'll give you two injections to make sure you concentrate later."

Most of Feng moye's eyes are sour because he certainly didn't have a good rest last night and the people are tired these two days.

"OK." He also promised to be cheerful, but think about it, Cheng ran really hasn't used a needle for a long time. He seldom saw her again since he beat his leg.

"Then wait for me." She stopped by to change.

After Cheng ran goes upstairs, Tian Jing comes in from the backyard and Feng moye sees him.

"Housekeeper Tian."

When Tian Jing heard Feng moye call him, he stopped and came over to say hello respectfully.

"What can I do for you, young master?"

"I heard from the servant that housekeeper Tian went to buy food materials today and overtime. I don't know if there was an accident on the way?"

His words are obvious, and Tian Jing's eyes are exploratory. He is skeptical, and Tian Jing is not stupid. When Feng moye asks this sentence, it means that he is suspicious and wants to know an answer from his mouth.

But of course he can't tell Feng moye. Even if he does, it won't do him any good unless he can grasp Cheng Ran's handle and maybe give it a go.

But now it depends. Feng moye tells Cheng ran that it's a baby. No matter how he saved the old man, he's just an outsider. Feng moye won't face him.

His face was calm, his eyes still had a friendly smile, and he looked the same as usual.

"There was an accident today. A young man drove too fast and accidentally hit me. It's not easy. He walked a little unstable, so he delayed his return."

Such an answer actually doesn't sound like a loophole, but Feng moye's mind is always careful. He can't say that he was fooled by Tian Jing.

His lips are shallow, giving people a sense of confidence that they already know, that is, they want to watch you perform.

"However, I remember that you used to practice martial arts. You should have this reaction to avoid danger."

It's normal for others to be hit, but Tian Jing can't. according to his reaction to the bowl yesterday, unless the other party's speed is very fast, he should be able to avoid it.

Tian Jing can't hear Feng moye's temptation.

He smiled casually: "after all, I was old and didn't notice it at that time. Thank you for your concern."

Cheng ran then took her things downstairs and felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and Tian Jing and Feng moye were guessing.

It seems that Feng moye is already asking Tian Jing, but she doesn't worry. As Tian Jing, he still has the ability to respond to such emergencies. In fact, it's not sudden. Feng moye's questioning should also be expected.

She walked down as if nothing had happened, put her things on the table, and then asked Tian Jing.

"Housekeeper Tian, what do you eat at night?"

"What do you want to eat? I'll ask the servant to do it."

Tian Jing's attitude is very good. The two people communicate normally. Feng moye really can't see anything.

"Then make a braised meat. I suddenly want to eat it."

She also asked naturally.

Feng moye can't see what's wrong with the two people.

When Cheng ran was there, he couldn't ask anything. He said to housekeeper Tian, "go and be busy first."

"OK, young master."

When Tian Jing entered the kitchen, Cheng ran didn't say anything more. He acupuncture for Feng moye. The man cooperated very much and closed his eyes gently.

"Wife, what did you buy today?"

"I bought two clothes for others. I'll change the season in two days."

Cheng ran answered smoothly, as if she really went shopping.

Feng moye seemed to joke blandly: "whose gift is it, but who can let you give gifts? I want to come to you. My status must be different."

In fact, his wife is a bit of a straight woman. She usually doesn't beat around the bush. She doesn't pay much attention to any festivals. Most of them spend their time on what they want to do.

Just like in the company, even if she doesn't seem very attentive every day, she has never made a mistake in her work and handled it easily.

Cheng ran knows what Feng moye means. They both feel like mirrors and are testing each other, but they just don't want to pierce the middle layer of window paper.

"Didn't you meet last time? It's a good classmate of mine in college who often helped me."

"She." Feng moye seems to sigh and recall.

"Well, she's going to have a birthday recently. She invited me. I don't really want to go to that occasion, so I'm still going to give a present."

"That's OK." Feng moye pulled the back of Ran's hand and rubbed his robe on it with warm fingers. It seemed that he inadvertently mentioned it and said in an arbitrary tone, "you know, I was cut from the middle last time. Last time you went to participate in the ribbon cutting of that project."

This is a bit insinuating. Cheng ran looks very calm.

He should know.

Cheng ran pulled back his hand, his eyes a little cold, pulled a chair and sat in front of him.

"What do you want to say?"

Feng moye deliberately suspends Cheng Ran's appetite and smiles.

"Just mention it casually, wife, don't think about it."

"Which of us is thinking too much, Feng moye. Do you mean to say that I cut off the beard for that project? I'm uncomfortable, isn't it?"

After such a long time, he was able to raise it again to prove that he was still in doubt, or that the question had an answer in his heart. If he didn't admit it now, he would be a little too pretentious.

Feng moye looks at her as if she is still a little angry and feels particularly cute. He just needs to mobilize her emotions so that she can show her real emotions in front of her.

On the contrary, he couldn't help smiling: "wife, you told me that I can give you the project directly. Why bother so much."

Hearing what he said, Cheng ran felt even funnier.

"Listen to what you mean, it seems that I made so many things and made trouble for myself?"