"You can go find a job tomorrow." After putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Qi Ruxuan folded her hands and put them under her chin to think for a while before saying, "It seems like you haven't been doing anything recently, so you can find a job to change your mood."

The baby nibbles his chopsticks as he stares at Yi Feng Lang. Steamed Bun's face creases in annoyance, "Why do you need Daddy to go out and find a job? Mommy, can't you raise him? It's like raising me. "

As he said this, the corners of Yi Funiang's mouth twitched. Mo Li's blue eyes looked at the baby for a few seconds before turning back to Qi Ruxuan with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Baby's words are wrong. Women usually need men to raise them. If not, people will call them gigolo."

"Pretty boy?" The baby became curious again, and bit his chopsticks, not understanding. "Daddy, you look so white?" Why can't you be called a pretty boy? "

"…"

"Pfft." Qi Ruxuan laughed from the side. Although the baby was a bit smarter than most people, she was still a child after all. Sometimes, words would only stop someone from dying.

After dinner, Qi Ruxuan sent Yi Fulang out. She said that she wanted to find a job to support her family, but she didn't want to be alone with him because she didn't want to embarrass him last night.

Qi Ruxuan loved to design clothes for Yi Fulang. Every time she had an inspiration, she would find him as a model and write and paint for him. When the script took shape, she would find someone to make clothes for him to try on. Whenever this happened, Qi Ruxuan would feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Alright," patting Yi Fulang on the chest, Qi Ruxuan blushed a little, "You're very handsome, but don't go out and attract bees and butterflies to me."

As if he hadn't heard her, he stretched out his hand and said, "Where's my ID?" The things you need to find a job. "

"…" After waiting for a long time and seeing that Qi Ruxuan did not react, he looked away, "What happened? It can't be that you threw away all my things because of what happened previously, right? "

Hearing that, Qi Ruxuan's eyes flashed, and she stuttered, "Hmm, that's right …" "Oh, no, I threw you out of the door and you left us for a long time, so I didn't know where you kept those things."

"Oh, so it's like that," replied Yi Fulang thoughtfully. "Then I'll have to be a black sheep."

Hearing these words, thousands of emotions surged in Qi Ru Xuan's heart. She was very nervous, very uneasy, because a life like this, a lie like this, she did not know how long she could keep it hidden.

Because I don't have a variety of certificates, I've had a lot of jobs turned down. Just like this, the interviewer was very satisfied with his reaction and vast knowledge. However, when he heard that he didn't even have a graduation certificate, his expression turned sour.

The interviewer stood up first and laughed with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yi. Our company still values the qualifications of our employees a lot. I think we should look forward to the next opportunity to work together. "

Outside the door of the company, Yi Fulang walked down the street with a newspaper in his hand. Many of the men and women who passed by couldn't help but turn back to look at him, one after another.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried high heels came from behind him. An urgent shout came to him from far away and stopped him in his tracks.

Murong fou! Murong fou! Stop right there! "

The person who stopped in his tracks stopped for three seconds, realizing that he was not the one calling out to him, and then decided to leave. Just as he lifted his foot, the shirt on his shoulder was grabbed. Who could hear the sound of a woman crying?

"Murong fou! You scoundrel! You actually disappeared for two months! "Sob, sob, sob …"

Was he really calling him?

Yi Fanglang turned around with a puzzled expression and looked at the crying weak lady. He frowned, but immediately made the woman put down her delicate hand with a tremble.

"Miss, are you sure it's me? I'm afraid you've got the wrong person. My name is Yi Fulang. " After which, he turned to leave.

"Don't!" The moment the woman brushed past Yi Fubai, she grabbed his sleeve again, and her big eyes started to mist, "Feng, what's wrong with you? I'm your fiancee, Romey. I'm so familiar with you, how could I possibly recognize you wrongly? "

"Fiancée?" He turned around and looked at the beautifully made-up Romey, beaming at her. "Miss Luo, I think we need to find a place to talk about this."

When Yi's wave came home, Qi Ru Xuan was sitting on the sofa, watching a Korean soap opera with a packet of potato chips in her hand. She popped another chunk of potato chips into her mouth and raised her black-rimmed glasses to look at Yi Feng Lang, who was standing not far away, "Why did you come back so late? The baby and I have already eaten dinner. The rice will be left in the fridge for you. Wait a moment, I'll go heat it up for you. "

Qi Ruxuan put down the potato chips and stood up. It was only when she passed by Yi Fenglang that she realized that he was still expressionless and had a strange feeling in his heart. Qi Ruxuan stopped, and using the incandescent light to observe his face, she asked, "Did you suffer any grievances today?"

Yi Fubai watched Qi Ruxuan's movements from above. The light in the living room was on as bright as day. As for her, she was so close to him that even the pores on her face could be clearly seen. Her eyes were beautiful, large and round like a baby's. Every time she opened her eyes wide and looked at someone, it was as if she saw the entire world in front of her eyes.

Yi Feng Lang saw his own reflection in Qi Ru Xuan's eyes, and it was only his own reflection.

"It's nothing. I haven't found a job yet, and no one wants me for the time being."

Qi Ruxuan saw the haze in Yi Fulang's eyes and really thought he was troubled by it. Therefore, he patted his chest and said proudly, "It's fine, don't you still have me? If you really can't find it, then I'll raise you. " Remembering what the baby had said about the "pretty boy", Qi Ruxuan looked at Yi Fanglang with her eyes full of meaning, and said in a low voice, "As long as you don't mind."

Yi Fai opened his mouth and was about to say that he didn't mind. Just as his gaze met Qi Ruxuan's, she turned and slipped into the kitchen.

"I'll cook for you!"

A distant sweet voice entered his ears, the corners of Yi Fulang's mouth lifted up into a smile, but in the end it disappeared because of Romei Wei's words.

Because, she said, he wasn't a pushover at all. He was the CEO of AK Group, Murong Feng. Qi Ruxuan had lied to him.

Who was he?

Every time, Yi Fenglang liked to lean against the door frame of the kitchen and watch Qi Ru Xuan cook. Perhaps subconsciously, he felt that this moment was very warm and rarely seen.

This time it was the same. But he had different thoughts.

"What was I like before? "Xuan Xuan Xuan."

Qi Ruxuan turned around in surprise, her hair falling by her ears, "Why did you suddenly ask that? Hmm, let me think, "she put the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs into the microwave to heat it up, and then after pondering for a long time she said," It's about the same as you are now, always feeling a little disinterested and rather cold towards anything. But I still prefer to believe that you are a person who is cold on the outside but hot on the inside. "

"External cold internal heat?" "How do we know each other?"

He was just casually leaning on the door. For some reason, he had put a lot of pressure on Qi Ruxuan. She always felt that tonight's Easy-Bag was a little different from his usual self.

His right pinky was trembling. It was a sign that she was lying every time.

Her left eyelid twitched uncontrollably a few times as Qi Ruxuan forced herself to complete the entire process of cooking. "You and I had a baby at one time, but my family disapproved of what I did. So I came out on my own. Two years ago, I met you, we fell in love, and we were together again. "

"Two years ago?" Two years ago, he was still abroad, in Romei's words, and never returned.

Who was lying?

"Alright," the fragrance of food greeted him. Qi Ruxuan walked towards him with a plate in one hand and rice in the other, "You can eat now."

Such a warm scene, such a beautiful family. No matter what the result was, he seemed to be... He felt a little reluctant.

"Oh." Perhaps because the emotions in his eyes are too obvious, Yi Lang closes his eyes, precipitates for a moment, and when he opens them again, there is clarity.

While Yi's meal was going on, Qi Ruxuan took another potato chip and watched the soap opera. She spoke to him without a word. "You're even more out of sorts tonight."

After swallowing a mouthful of food, Yi Fen said to him, "Hmm, it's because of work. I'm afraid I'll be called a pretty boy."

"..." The potato chips in Qi Ruxuan's hand uncontrollably slipped down to the floor. She wiped her arms with a little lingering fear and said with a little chill, "Boss, this joke is so cold. It's not funny at all." In her mind, Qi Ruxuan had already imagined the scene of Yi Fanglang being called a pretty boy, but every time, it broke.

This was because his own aura did not seem like that of a person who had nothing to do.