Surrogate wife every step of the way

Reminiscent of her series of actions before, Zhao Zifeng was annoyed even more by his indifferent emotions.

"Go to the Mason."

His anger increased several levels, his voice suddenly increased, and his speech speed accelerated.

Only then did Sun Mengjiao raise her eyes to look in Ma Sun's direction, and saw a familiar low-key luxury car parked beside Ma Sun, she frowned slightly, but still kept her original movements, let alone got up and walked over.

She has no interest in seeing him at all now, she just wants to finish the work at hand.

"I'm busy. I still have something to do. If you have anything to do, go back tonight and talk about it."

Before Zhao Zifeng answered, Sun Mengjiao hung up the phone and stuffed it in her bag, "Manager An, let's continue."

Anda went in one ear and out the other the whole time. No matter who called, it was the other party's private matter to her, and she didn't want to and didn't bother to eavesdrop.

"Finished?"

Sun Mengjiao nodded in embarrassment, without looking at Sun again, "It's over, let's continue, what do you think we should do in this place?"

The two had a heated discussion.

From the beginning, I was ignorant, I didn't know everything, and gradually got better, and I realized something, but the deeper I went, the more I found out, the more I didn't understand.

Fortunately, there are friends like Mr. Li and An Da by his side. Even if they meet once, the other party is willing to give advice. Sun Mengjiao is so grateful that she remembers every word she said in her heart.

So I will definitely not let it go, every time spent with her has benefited a lot.

But Zhao Zifeng, who was hung up for no reason, was so angry that he threw his phone to the ground heavily.

With a "bang", the sound of the phone hitting the ground was very loud and dull, as if it was telling someone how angry he was to the extreme.

The driver sitting in the driver's seat was so frightened that his entire body trembled. In shock, he turned his head stiffly and glanced at Zhao Zifeng. Even the skin on his face trembled slightly, showing his desire to survive frantically.

He was almost too frightened to breathe out, and he didn't know what phone call Mr. Zhao answered. It was the first time he met the boss who was in a rage, and he felt that there was a big dark cloud hanging over his head, and he couldn't escape it.

He stood there looking at a certain place, and he didn't know how long he looked at it before turning around, picking up his phone and getting into the car again.

The driver in the driving seat didn't dare to face those deep black eyes full of anger the whole time.

"Mr. Zhao, where are you going?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide, he could only ask tremblingly.

He glanced in the direction of Zhao Zifeng through the rearview mirror, and saw that his face was gloomy and terrifying, as if there would be a storm at any moment.

The driver couldn't help feeling even more frightened and uneasy, sitting in the driver's seat like sitting on pins and needles.

"company."

Zhao Zifeng didn't raise his eyebrows, his voice was indifferent and full of anger.

Then he changed his mouth again, "Go back to Zhao's house."

The driver's steering wheel was originally turned to the left, but as soon as he changed his attention, the driver's hand shook slightly, the steering wheel turned, and he walked in another direction.

Zhao Zhai and the company are not in the same direction.

Unknowingly, it was almost dusk, and the scorching sun seemed to be shyly halfway into the horizon. Compared with the scorching heat and approaching of the day, the sunlight at this moment, carrying orange light, enveloped all parts of the construction site softly, especially Another storm.

Sun Mengjiao looked at it in a daze. These people working on the construction site, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, may be a kind of happiness.

"Director Sun, I can't see it. This is the first time you have undertaken such a large project. I think you have a high comprehension and hard work. Your future is limitless!"

The two talked about a lot of issues, An Da saw Sun Mengjiao shaking a bit, and praised half-jokingly.

Sun Mengjiao came back to her senses, smiled softly, and said modestly: "Thanks to you, I can make progress. If it wasn't for you, I would still be standing still!"

Anda also looked at each other with a smile, "Let's go, go back early and rest. This project is a huge project, and we still have a tough battle to fight."

Sun Mengjiao just stood in one position for a long time, and then moved, only to find that her feet were numb.

As soon as he moved, the tingling feeling instantly went from his footsteps to every part of his body, and then turned back again.

She immediately supported the wall and said, "I don't know if I'm too delicate. It's okay for you to run in and out on the construction site. I'm either uncomfortable or uncomfortable. It's really bad."

Anda was taken aback when he heard this, and helped Sun Mengjiao to go out, "It's okay, I was like this at the beginning, just get over it, your ability to adapt is quite strong, so there must be no problem."

After Sun Mengjiao returned to the company, she carefully filtered through the issues that Anda had discussed with her, and she didn't leave work until these issues were clearly formed in her mind.

As soon as I left the company's door, a cool breeze blew, refreshing and very comfortable.

Sun Mengjiao closed her eyes, enjoying the silence in the wind.

It seems to soothe the tiredness of the day and sweep away all the troubles.

But it was only for a moment. The moment Sun Mengjiao opened her eyes, she had to face everything in this world.

In the dark night, Sun Bian's lamps have been on guard step by step, and they are connected in a row.

Even in the dead of night, he will stand alone at his post.

Sun Mengjiao drove back to Zhao's villa.

After she got out of the car, she put on her slippers, and only then did she relax the tense emotions of the day, only to find that she was extremely tired.

She dragged her heavy steps and kneaded the back of her neck with her hands to relieve her fatigue.

The auntie nanny poked her head out from the room, her expression was a little cautious, and she suddenly walked up to her side in small steps, with a look of fear on her face, Weng moved his lower lip, looked and looked, hesitating to speak and not knowing what to say say something.

"Go ahead."

Sun Mengjiao put down her hand on the back of her neck and looked at her calmly.

The nanny sighed, glanced in the direction of the stairs, deliberately lowered her voice, pointed to the upstairs with her finger and said: "Miss Sun, Mr. Zhao is upstairs. When he came back just now, he was very angry."

Sun Mengjiao also followed the direction of her finger and looked up the stairs, with a little emotion in her eyes.

"I asked Mr. Zhao what he wanted to eat at night, and he said no, so I..."

The auntie nanny looked embarrassed. It’s not good to do it, and it’s not good to not do it. It’s very difficult to be a human being.

Sun Mengjiao put down her bag, took off her coat and put it on the sofa, "Auntie, go to rest early, I will cook today."

The nanny was a little surprised, but she realized it after a while, and naturally thought that Ms. Sun might be thinking of a way to get along with Mr. Zhao, and she was naturally happy to see it happen.

"Okay, if Miss Sun needs help, you can call me at any time."

Sun Mengjiao nodded, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door and glanced casually, it was full of vegetables.

Zhao Zifeng sat in the bedroom for a long time. When Sun Mengjiao drove back, he was standing by the window.

He kept staring at her getting out of the car, and after entering from the door, out of his sight, he turned around and sat down heavily on the sofa.

I don't know what's wrong with me who has always been calm and self-sufficient. It's like eating a bomb, and I'm full of anger at every turn, with nowhere to vent.

It's really uncomfortable.

In the ashtray on the coffee table, there were already five or six cigarette butts piled up, and another one was caught between his knuckle fingers.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and there was only a red spark from a cigarette, which was particularly conspicuous.

He squinted his eyes, took a few puffs, and spit out a long eye circle, and his vision suddenly became blurred.

From the moment she entered the door to the present, Zhao Zifeng couldn't bear it because it had been a long time since she went upstairs.

He casually extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, opened the window, and let the cool wind blow in unscrupulously, taking away most of the smell of cigarettes.

He just opened the door and went downstairs.

Huang Ningning's chandelier was turned on in the restaurant downstairs, but Sun Mengjiao's person was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Zifeng walked down the last step, glanced at the bag and coat on the sofa, and frowned slightly.

At this time, hearing movement in the kitchen, he moved his feet in one direction and walked towards the kitchen.

Sun Mengjiao finished chopping the vegetables and was frying them in the wok. She was not skillful, but she was extremely serious.

Zhao Zifeng tilted his body, crossed his hands, and leaned against the wall at the door with one corner of his back, staring straight at Sun Mengjiao's busy figure.

In a trance, she is like a good wife and mother, their life is the same as that of ordinary people.

The male busy outsider, the female youngest inside, affectionate.

She moved very quickly, and after a while, a few dishes were ready, and the fragrance of the dishes overflowed, rushing into Zhao Zifeng's nostrils.

The dishes she cooked might not be as good as the nanny's, but in his heart, it might be the most delicious meal.

Seeing her cook in person, the intention was self-evident, and Zhao Zifeng's anger subsided a little.

Sun Mengjiao, who had been concentrating on cooking, didn't notice Zhao Zifeng who was standing at the door looking at her. When she was ready and ready to serve the dishes, she accidentally glanced at him, her heart skipped a beat, and she became calm again.

"Let's eat."

Her black and white eyes seemed to be as calm as water, without the slightest ups and downs.

Seeing this in Zhao Zifeng's eyes, he was particularly unhappy. He frowned, took the chopsticks, and started eating without saying a word.

The range and strength of Jiacai's movements are a bit large, as if he deliberately couldn't make it through.

There are simple three dishes and one soup on the table, which is the same as that of ordinary families, nothing special.

Sun Mengjiao glanced at it indifferently, as if nothing had happened, she didn't make any noise, she ate her meal quietly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was oppressive, and no one spoke. This was a deadlock.

Only communication has always been the only way to solve problems. If you are so exhausted, when will there be a result?

With a "bang", Zhao Zifeng put his chopsticks heavily on the table, anger burst out of his deep and deep black eyes, and he asked, "Sun Mengjiao, let me ask you, why didn't you answer my phone?"

Sun Mengjiao didn't pause in the action of picking up vegetables, as if she was staying out of the matter, and it didn't seem like she was talking to her at all.

"Why didn't you call me after that?"

The questions she asked two or three times were ignored by her indifferently, and Zhao Zifeng was like a lion whose fur had exploded.

He suddenly grabbed Sun Mengjiao's wrist holding the chopsticks, frowned and asked, "Ask you a question? Why?"

Sun Mengjiao lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, she gently pushed his hand away, and continued eating without saying a word.

She just picked up a piece of beef, and she held it up in front of her eyes with her chopsticks. After staring at it for a moment, there seemed to be some kind of emotion in her eyes, and all the past came from the depths of her memory like a tide.

A trace of tears flashed in Sun Mengjiao's eyes for no reason, she turned around and quickly took them back.

"This beef looks good in color, right? I learned it secretly from the chef when I was working as a part-time chef. My favorite is this dish made by my mother. It has always remained in my childhood memories, so I That's why I want to steal a teacher to learn art."

She spoke quite calmly, and after a moment of daze, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

But it was hard to hide the bleakness in her black and white eyes.

"It's a pity that my family couldn't afford it at the time, so I didn't eat it a few times..."

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

Before Sun Mengjiao could finish speaking, Zhao Zifeng's face darkened as he listened, and in a fit of anger, he threw all the food on the table to the ground.