Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

She pulled out her hand abruptly. She didn't want to be misunderstood as seducing him again, so she replied, "I know."

Seeing her shy look, Feng Heng couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Cook so much food just to have dinner with me?"

"How is it possible?" Li Qingyan said with an expression of thinking too much, "I've been dizzy these days, I finally had a good meal, and you caught up with me. I don't know if Mr. Feng came back on a good day. of."

"What do you think?" Feng Heng said in a deep voice, his tone was light and airy, and he didn't take her words to heart at all.

Li Qingyan wanted to refute, but saw that he had already lifted his feet upstairs, and left a sentence, "I'll go upstairs to change clothes and come down."

And that tall figure.

It's not that she hasn't seen all kinds of handsome guys abroad, but at that time, she was all focused on the body of her first love boyfriend Xue Huaikang in China, and she was purely watching, and she didn't feel much touched in her heart.

But seeing Feng Heng now, the feeling is completely different, or is it like this for women who are broken in love?

Feng Heng quickly changed his clothes, took off his meticulous suit and shirt, and put on a more casual home clothes, but it didn't affect his brilliance at all.

A bold idea came to Li Qingyan's mind: he is so rich, it can't be because of his good-looking body.

However, to live in such a luxurious mansion here, I don't know that the person who will take care of him must be a rich woman and daughter.

"Didn't you mean dinner?" Feng Heng stood in front of the dining table, looking at the woman in the hall who was brainstorming crazily.

Li Qingyan raised her head, met his scrutinizing eyes, and hurriedly replied, "I'm not waiting for you, I just happened to be delayed by something."

The abrupt sentence added a bit of duplicity.

The corner of Feng Heng's mouth raised slightly, and he asked softly, "Is that so?" Then the curvature of his face widened a bit, and I couldn't believe it.

"Believe it or not, anyway, I'm hungry now." Li Qingyan lowered her head, and went into the kitchen to get a bowl of rice.

After the meal, she sat on a chair contentedly, looked at the few dishes left on the table in front of her, and smiled proudly at her cooking skills.

Fortunately, Mr. Lu didn't stay for dinner, otherwise, he would be ashamed and humiliated.

Feng Heng sat upright, got up and said, "I still have a job."

What's the meaning?Stage a scene where you pat your ass and leave when you are full.

What Li Qingyan hated the most was washing the dishes after meals, but when she looked at the man's bony hands again, she got up and picked up the dishes on the table as if thinking of something.

Seeing her reluctance, Feng Heng stopped walking and asked, "Don't you like it?"

The performance is already so obvious, do you still need to ask?
But people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so Li Qingyan chose to remain silent. .

"Then don't do it, stay there, someone will come and clean it up tomorrow."

Since Feng Heng didn't like being disturbed, Lu Bin hired a special part-time worker to clean and tidy up his residence.

It's just that after Li Qingyan moved in, she went to work in the cake shop, and was suppressed by Zhang Ruoting and others. She left early and returned late every day, and basically didn't notice it.

"Forget it." Li Qingyan couldn't bear the sight of getting up early in the morning and seeing a messy table.

Feng Heng, who has a deep cleanliness habit, did not dissuade him again, but he did not help either. Instead, he put down what he was doing and watched the whole process.

Li Jianrong was busy at the company all day, and he didn't get home until 7 o'clock in the evening.

After receiving her mother's signal, Zhang Ruoting immediately obediently served the tea that the servant had made in advance, and came to him, "Father, I made this specially for you, try it."

"Why did Tingting come back so early today?" Li Jianrong took the teacup handed over by his daughter and leaned back on the chair to drink it.

Zhang Ruoting pretended to be coy, embarrassed to speak.

Zhang Yilan just came out of the kitchen, and the helper said unintentionally, "This girl insists that she hasn't done her filial piety in front of you for a long time, and she feels very sorry. Today, she specially leaves the morning shift and comes back to accompany you for dinner."

"Really? If I knew it, I would have come back earlier." Li Jianrong was naturally very happy when he heard this.

Zhang Ruoting came to Zhang Yilan's side and called out coquettishly, "Mom."

As if her little secret had been revealed, she was full of daughter-in-law.

Li Jianrong put down the teacup, and Zhang Ruoting immediately added it to him courteously, but Zhang Yilan pretended to be reproachful and said, "Dinner will be served soon, so don't give your dad some tea."

"It's okay, my daughter made it herself, I like it." Li Jianrong replied with a smile.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Yilan gently touched Zhang Ruoting with her foot.

After getting the cue, Zhang Ruoting hugged Li Jianrong's arm and began to act coquettishly, "Dad, if you like it, I'll soak it for you every day."

Li Jianrong looked at her cheerfully, "Really? Then you don't want your cake shop anymore?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ruoting's face fell down in grievance, and he asked quickly, "What's wrong? Tingting?"

She didn't speak, and her eyes were red. Her acting skills were so skillful that even Zhang Yilan, a mother, had to admire her.

"Did Qingyan bully you again in the cake shop?"

Apart from this, Li Jianrong really couldn't think of any other reasons.

"Dad!" Zhang Ruoting burst into tears, with a bit of sincerity, touched by his unhesitating protection.

Zhang Yilan spoke again, "You child, just tell me what's going on, you're crying, you're so anxious."

"Your mother is right, tell me something, and father will uphold justice for you." Li Jianrong really loves her because he owed her since he was a child.

Under the guidance of Zhang Yilan, Zhang Ruoting has also learned how to judge words and expressions and how to please her father since she was a child.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "Dad, it's nothing serious. It's just that Li Qingyan is in the cake shop and doesn't cooperate with my work. She also said that I lack management experience and the cake shop doesn't do publicity. Sooner or later, I think When I first opened the cake shop, you had expectations of me, so I couldn't help being sad."

"I thought it was a big deal." Li Jianrong's face relaxed a lot, "Don't worry, Dad will go to the company tomorrow and arrange for people from the publicity department to come over to do publicity planning for you. Everyone in Jincheng will definitely know that your Ai Ting Cake Shop."

Zhang Ruoting asked in surprise, "Really? Dad."

"Really, when did Dad lie to Tingting?" Li Jianrong replied dotingly.

"Thank you dad." Zhang Ruoting continued to refill tea happily, like a heartless and silly girl.

But she was thinking in her heart: Li Qingyan, just wait for me, I will let you see with your own eyes how I took away everything you love bit by bit!