Obviously, it was not a beautiful word. Yan Shu listened, but her heart suddenly jumped down, and the tip of her ear was also slightly red.

Fu Yunjian was very close to Yan Shu. With his sharp eyes, he saw that her ears were red and a little cute. He leaned down and pulled into the distance with her, "Yan manager, your ears are red."

He was strong and cold, and Yan Shu took two steps back.

But when I retreated, I sprained my foot carelessly and fell back.

Before Fu Yunjian reached out, she quickly grabbed his shirt, stabilized her body, and immediately distanced herself from him.

"Shouldn't I hold you up?" Fu Yunjian saw that the woman quickly distanced herself and squinted.

As a result, Yan Shu shot faster than him.

"No, but thanks, Mr. Fu. He just lent me his shirt." Yan Shu lifted the hair on her cheek, "my red ears are hot, which has nothing to do with anything else."

"Oh?" Fu Yun remonstrated with a low smile, "I didn't ask just now. Why are your ears red, banquet manager?"

"...." Yan Shu clenched her teeth, stared at him, turned around and left.

Fu Yunjian followed suit and saw that she was carrying a large insulating bucket in her left hand, which seemed to be a little heavy.

The man took the thermos from her hand and stuffed the flowers.

"I mention, lunch is a little heavy."

"No..." Yan Shu wanted to refuse, and he forcibly stuffed a bunch of Platycodon grandiflorum in her arms, and the faint Platycodon grandiflorum rushed to the tip of her nose.

There were 99 Platycodon grandiflorum flowers, and there was water on the petals. Her hand fell down.

Yan Shu, "..."

Compared with the lunch box, this bouquet is obviously heavier, okay!

Fu Yunjian came to see the children and left soon. Today, he had plenty of time to watch the two little guys eat dinner in the ward.

Yan Shu didn't seem to want to see him and waited outside the ward.

"Hey, what happened to my mommy?" When Yan Shu went out, Yan Xiaosui curiously asked Fu Yunjian, "uncle, do you know?"

Fu Yunjian smiled. "Maybe I don't like Platycodon grandiflorum flowers. My uncle will send other flowers tomorrow."

Yan Xiaosui remembers that mommy doesn't seem to have particularly annoying flowers, but after listening to Fu Yun's advice, she made a sound.

She jumped out of bed to wash her hands and came to have dinner with Fu Jingyan.

Fu Jingyan saw that his father was all right, so he took a bag of Bigen fruit to him, let him peel it, and put the pulp in a sealed jar.

Fu Yunjian raised his eyebrows. "Do you like to eat Bigen fruit?"

"Every year I like to eat, so I peel more and put it away." Fu Jingyan said, stuffed a piece of beef brisket into his mouth, delicious enough to squint his eyes.

"Aunt Yan is a good cook. Stewed Beef Brisket with radish is delicious!"

Yan Xiaosui immediately said, "that's for sure. Many people have eaten the dishes cooked by my mother, and they all praise them!"

Hearing the words, Fu Yun's advice narrowed his eyes.

He had investigated many things before, such as the masked chef, who had the same small movements as Yan Shu, and was basically sure that the chef was her.

She's so naive that she thinks he can't taste her cooking skills with a little trickery when cooking?

I thought I was wearing a vest, but the vest had already fallen off.

"Dad, I'm almost fine." Fu Jingyan told Fu Yunjian, "when the doctor examined me this afternoon, he said I could leave the hospital."

Fu Yunjian looked at his son twice more and found that he had become more and more cheerful during this period of time, and his eyes also had a little light.

"OK." Fu Yunjian put the peeled Bigen fruit in the jar and said in a deep voice, "Dad will help you go through the discharge formalities tomorrow and send you to Aunt Yan's house."

Fu Jingyan shook his head, "don't go to Aunt Yan's house."