Chapter 498： Focus on color over friends

noon the next day.

After Yan Zhixu went downstairs, Wang Ma had already made the soup and put it in the heat preservation bucket.

She carried the bone broth in her hand, put on her helmet, picked up the key, walked to the garage, raised her feet and straddled the black falcon, and galloped towards Jiu'an Hospital.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the door of the hospital, took off his helmet, put it on the car, walked into the hospital and went straight to the director's office.

"Knock Knock-"

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, he pushed the door and walked in. It was noon but Fu Shimo had not yet had a rest to go to the cafeteria to eat.

He was wearing a white lab coat, the sleeves of the clothes were rolled up to the wrists, revealing a cold white forearm, but it didn't look weak, but also had an explosive force.

His back was straight as loose, holding the mouse in his hand and staring intently at the computer screen in front of him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he put down the mouse and looked up at the person who pushed the door.

"President Fu."

Yan Zhixu walked to the desk without stopping, put the lunch box in his hand on the table, pulled a chair and sat down.

He leaned against the back of the chair, resting his chin in one hand, like a noble and glamorous cat.

The corner of her mouth tickled, "Try it, this is my old man's heart for you, don't let it go."

Hearing her words, Fu Shimo picked up the lunch box on the table and opened it, which contained a portion of rice, two side dishes and a full portion of bone soup.

The color of the soup is white and tender without the slightest foam, and the rich fragrance permeates the office, which seduces the taste buds of the people.

He closed the lid of the lunch box and put the important documents on the table into the drawer.

Carrying the lunch box, he came to the coffee table placed in the middle of the black leather sofa and put it down, "Thank you, my little friend, for your tireless efforts to deliver meals to me."

Yan Zhixu moved to sit on the sofa, a small smile overflowing from his slender brows slightly raised from his throat.

She didn't speak, took out her phone and clicked Happy Xiaoxiaole to start playing games.

Fu Shimo unscrewed the lid of the lunch box to eat, the rich aroma permeated his mouth, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were dyed with a warm smile.

One person eats slowly, and the other holds a mobile phone to play games. The atmosphere in the office is warm and beautiful.

Suddenly the door of the office was pushed open, and Sheng Jinyun, who seemed to be very casual, walked into the house.

"Shi Mo, I heard from the nurse that you haven't gone to the cafeteria to eat, so I don't want to..."

The second half of the sentence has not been finished yet, his eyes fell on the coffee table, and there was the scent lingering on the tip of his nose, and his eyes widened.

After taking a deep breath of the aroma, he ran to the sofa and sat down, swallowing frantically.

With anticipation in his eyes, "This meal is fragrant, but I just didn't eat it, so share with me."

Fu Shimo, who was eating, stopped the action of holding vegetables in his hand, and glanced at the other person casually, "Go to the cafeteria to eat."

He didn't give up and continued to ask, "No... can you give me a little bit? Just a little bit?"

The food in the cafeteria is good but not so flavorful.

Fu Shimo's tone was cold, "No."

Being rejected without hesitation, Sheng Jinyun's mood was slightly lowered, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Yan Zhixu who was sitting next to him and was playing with his mobile phone.

It turned out to be the meal that Miss Yan brought, no wonder Shi Mo was so fastidious and unwilling to let him sit down to eat together.

"Okay, I see."

"This meal has a different meaning, how can it be eaten by a little guy like me."

Sheng Jinyun's words were ridiculed, and after he finished speaking, he raised his hand and rubbed his stomach.

After working all morning, my stomach is already singing the empty city plan. If I don't go to dinner, I can't stand it.

He didn't continue to stay in the office, shook his head and sighed, and turned to leave the dean's office.

Yan Zhixu, who was playing a game, glanced sideways, his back was desolate and sad.