He came forward, the strong shadow covered the light in front of him, and he could only look up, for a moment, some guilty, hands do not know how to put it, "... The food in the canteen is not delicious, I give it to myself, here, this is yours, here you are."
As soon as the man's eyes narrowed, he passed his Bento and left.
Su Xiaowan was relieved.
Look at the Bento in your bag.
Fortunately, Feng Yan didn't go deep into it, otherwise he couldn't make it clear.
Making Bento for a man other than his husband... How does it feel like cheating on him.
Su Xiaowan has a big head.
……
In the past, those people changed their faces and fawned on each other. As always, brother Chen didn't look like these people and solved a lot of problems for her.
She secretly went to the president's office, but at the same time, the secretary was not there.
He knocked on the door and sent the Bento in.
"President, I don't know whether you like it or not. This is my little wish. Please accept it."
The man's eyes were fixed on the Bento in front of her
His eyes saw the blisters on her hands.
"Yes, it's hand-made. Look at my hands... Why do I tell you this, Mr. Lu? When the lunch is finished, you have to keep it a secret for me. You won't go back on it, will you?"
"Look at your performance." The corners of the man's lips rose.
Su Xiaowan said angrily, "you are also the president of a big company. How can you not keep your word? Give me this Bento. I won't give it to you!"
The man immediately stretched out his hand to press, and then, he also pressed Su Xiaowan's hand.
Su Xiaowan's black eyes lifted.
Feng Yan's hand had been held by himself several times, and his... Felt the same as Feng Yan's, he was... Feng
"Not yet
Su Xiaowan drew back her hand and stared at him, trying to see why, but listening to him say, "do you like me?"
"Ghosts like you!"
Su Xiaowan shakes his head. He must be flustered all day. How can there be such an unreliable plot.
Fengyan is Fengyan.
How could it be Lu Li.
If it's Lu Li, he should have found out for a long time. How can he hide for such a long time? Besides, Feng Yan himself has no time to open a new company here. Isn't he looking for guilt?
She must have never touched another man.
yes.
Wait a minute. She has to touch the feudalist.
Feng Yan's height is similar to Feng Yi's, and the palm size should be the same.
"Mr. Lu, slow down. I'll go down to work first." Women walk like flies.
Open two Bento, Feng Yan looked at his Bento inside a love egg, and the other... Nothing.
The breath of the nose relaxed slightly, and the black eyes bared a smile.
She has a little conscience and knows that her husband is different from others.
However in the heart, how so uncomfortable!
He had a bite of rice and a mouthful of eggshell, but there were no eggs in the Bento.
Isn't this girl really taking revenge for herself?
He opened his Bento again and took a bite. It seems that his Bento is cleaner and tastes better?
Feng Yi came in with the food and looked at the two lunch boxes in front of the young master. "Cough, young master, are you not using today's food?"
"Go and buy a scald ointment, and get the best."
She saw the blister on his hand.
"Yes."
Fengyi went out again with food. It seems that he can have a good meal today.
Thanks to my little grandmother.
……
As soon as Su Xiaowan sat down, her mind was still reverberating with the touch just now. It was really right. It was a seal... Even she couldn't understand it.
"Brother Chen, let me touch your hand!"
Brother Chen, "... Cute, I'm not interested in married women. Don't hurt me!"
A while ago, on the social news, a man ganged up with a married woman. As a result, he was chopped off by the woman's husband. The news didn't go away for several days. The bloody picture was passed on in the office for a long time.
Su Xiaowan, "... I'll touch it."
"Why don't you touch other people's hands?"
"... I..."
She can't say that she hasn't touched several men, but she suspects that the one upstairs might be her husband.
If you say it, others will not make complaints about her.
Originally, this peaceful day was just calm.
Su Xiaowan doesn't want to raise big waves.
"I just learned a little bit of traditional Chinese medicine a while ago. Brother Chen, your hands are always sweating, so I'll feel your pulse?"
"Can you do it?"
"... don't you have to practice one by one?"
Brother Chen takes his hand dubiously. Su Xiaowan touches brother Chen's hand.
The touch is different.
In the office, suddenly someone yelled, which scared her.
"My God! Master Feng's little wife has been exposed -- "
She was exposed?
Su Xiaowan's eyebrows wrinkled, and she was a little afraid. Before, she said to Feng Yan that she wanted to marry secretly, just to avoid being photographed by the reporters and media when she went out.
But she hasn't done anything recently.
How did you get photographed?
She leaned over and looked at the clear entertainment page. "The mysterious little wife of the second young master was exposed. Cinderella flew up to the branch to uncover the mystery together --"
Then, there is a very blurred picture.
When Su Xiaowan looked at it, he could not see whether it was a man or a woman.
"So vague, it's said that master Feng likes men. This mysterious little wife is not a man, is she?"
"It's hard to say. Master Feng has such a strong taste. Maybe it is!"
"I don't know if I'm beautiful or ugly!"
"It must be very ugly. Master Feng's appearance is not flattering. Don't you think it's time to find a good-looking toad to eat swan meat? Give me more money, I will not marry such a man
"That's right, this..."
Su Xiaowan frowned.
"You can't eat grapes, but sour grapes." Su Xiaowan goes over and speaks for herself.
What do you mean she's a man?
What is ugly?
Although she can't say her country is beautiful, she can be regarded as a woman. What she said
Several women looked at Su Xiaowan's fierce eyes, but they were not asking for nothing. They all scattered.
Su Xiaowan was a little nervous when she thought about it. Although it was a vague picture of gossip, there was always news about the two of them.
If someone is making a fuss, I don't know whether it will bring trouble to him?
The next second, someone at that end sent a picture about Feng Yan's little wife.
It's a picture.