Yu Sheng fights wits and courage with the president of Zhuma

Compared to Jiang Wu's fidgeting, Feng Yi is as stable as Mount Tai. He has never had any interest in it, and every time he just sits there thinking about other things, he doesn't get involved at all.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Wu didn't get up to participate in the end. He was afraid that once he went up, the scene would become even more chaotic and couldn't end for a while.

Sheng Yanxiao was dancing with a group of women on it, while Feng Yi and Jiang Wu were sitting on the sofa drinking.

"Yan Xiao's behavior is really worrying." Jiang Wu couldn't help but sighed, they were good brothers for many years, no matter what happened to anyone, they were always worried about each other.

Feng Yi also knew that Sheng Yanxiao's current condition was extremely bad, but they had no choice but to persuade him slowly, hoping that time would heal everything.

I don't know how long I danced, Sheng Yanxiao seemed to never feel tired, but Feng Yi and Jiang Wu couldn't stand it anymore.

Looking at the time, it was really late.

It's already two o'clock in the night.

"Yan Xiao," Feng Yi got up and walked to Sheng Yanxiao's side.

"What? Feng Yi? Do you want to come together?" Sheng Yanxiao obviously drank too much again.

Feng Yi ignored him, and just gave Jiang Wu a wink, Jiang Wu immediately turned off the music, and gave some girls a wad of money to let them go.

"What are you doing? I haven't played enough." Sheng Yanxiao's words were a little unclear when he spoke.

Feng Yi supported him, and he managed to stand still.

Jiang Wu took their things, and the three of them came out of the bar together.

This time, Sheng Yanxiao came with a driver, and the other two also had drivers.

Seeing Sheng Yanxiao's appearance, Jiang Wu could only let him come to his home.

After the three said goodbye, Jiang Wu and Sheng Yanxiao both went to the apartment next to the hospital, and Feng Yi returned to Jing's house.

As soon as he entered the door, the lights were still on in the hall, and the servant saw him coming back and rushed to meet him.

"Boss Feng, do you want to eat something?"

Hearing the servant's question, Feng Yi also felt hungry, went to the bar without dinner, and drank a lot of wine, and now his stomach feels a little uncomfortable.

"What?" At this time, he was actually a little picky.

"For dinner, there are boiled prawns, sheep tendon dipped in water, emerald vegetarian abalone, bird's nest in clear soup, and yellow croaker in soup. There are all ingredients and can be made fresh." The servant reported a series of dishes.

It's all too luxurious, but at this time, I don't have much appetite to eat these exquisite dishes.

"Okay, don't be too busy, let's go to rest." Feng Yi changed his shoes, he has enough time to eat, so he might as well sleep more, he is already very tired.

The servant nodded and prepared to leave.

"Miss, how is it today?" Feng Yi asked again, Jing Che was still in his heart all the time.

The servant turned back and said, "Miss, everything is fine today. She has undergone an hour of rehabilitation training and has a good appetite."

"Yeah." Feng Yi nodded and didn't say anything.

The servant went to rest, and he walked upstairs slowly.

Feng Yi's room is next to Jing Che's, and when he passed by her room, he slowed down unconsciously.

Originally, he just stopped for a moment involuntarily, but at the moment he stopped, he heard a rustling sound coming from inside.

Worried that Jing Che needed something, Feng Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally knocked softly on the door: "Little Che?" He asked tentatively, he didn't drink much today, he was sure he wasn't drunk, the voice he heard was indeed Came from inside.

"Ah?" Jing Che responded.

Feng Yi was sure that she was still asleep, and said slowly outside the door: "Can I come in?"

"Okay...uh, wait a minute!"

Feng Yi was about to push the door, but was stopped by Jing Che's voice, and he just waited patiently at the door.

Originally, she shouldn't be disturbed at such a late hour, but Feng Yi really wanted to see Jing Che, he hadn't seen her for a day, and wanted to see if she felt better.

"Okay, you can come in." Jing Che's voice came from inside the room.

Feng Yi pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as she entered the door, she could smell a spicy smell in her room, even a little smelly, which really stimulated Feng Yi's sense of smell.

"What's the smell in your room?" Feng Yi asked Jing Che directly: "What did you steal?"

Based on what he knew about this little guy, he probably ate some junk food.

"Where is it hidden?" Feng Yi asked her fiercely, "Don't let me find it."

He takes care of her like he did when he was a child.

Jing Che became unhappy all of a sudden, and quickly shook his head: "No, I don't." She couldn't admit it desperately.

Feng Yi could see the little guy's guilty conscience in his words, and directly opened the first bedside table: "Let me see if it's here?"

Jing Che just wanted to stop it, but it was too late, a pack of spicy sticks and two packs of potato chips had already been seen by Feng Yi.

He pouted helplessly, reached out and knocked Jing Che on the head: "Explain to me, what is this?"

Faced with this situation, Feng Yi does not intend to let her go easily, it is fine to eat some junk food normally, but now that she is injured, eating these is very bad for her health.

Jing Che lowered her head obediently this time: "I was wrong..." She admitted her mistake very quickly.

Seeing her like this, Feng Yi couldn't say the words that educated her again, and finally just reached out and took out the few packets of junk food, and threw them into the trash can in the corridor.

"Don't eat it next time." Feng Yi warned.

Jing Che nodded, this time he was really obedient: "I see, then I just eat it once in a while..."

Feng Yi touched Jing Che's head, and said slowly and solemnly: "Usually I can turn a blind eye to you once in a while, but now that I'm injured, I can't eat these junk foods, just stick to it, okay?" good?"

Feng Yi told Jing Che patiently.

Jing Che also nodded: "Okay, I promise!"

Feng Yi is very satisfied with the little guy's obedient performance.

"You're so strict!" At the end, Jing Che still didn't forget to complain badly.

Feng Yi expressed his innocence, and said bluntly: "I'm still strict? I'm loose enough. I don't usually care about your junk food. Don't think I don't know where your small inventory is."

"What! You know my little stockpile!" Jing Che was very surprised, she never expected that Feng Yi would be so powerful that he knew where she hid junk food, she thought to herself, it seems that she has to change places quickly.

Feng Yi smiled and comforted: "Okay, I don't care about being so strict, but you have to promise me that you can't eat when you are injured."

How could Feng Yi not know her little secrets, otherwise she is injured now and cannot go out, where did those snacks come from.

However, Feng Yi is always used to her, and many things are left to her pleasure.

Jing Che smiled, thanking Feng Yi for his generosity.But at this moment, his stomach suddenly growled.

"..." In the quiet room, both of them could hear the voice clearly.

For a moment, the scene was a bit awkward.

"That's why I sneaked snacks." Jing Che pointed to his stomach.

Feng Yi smiled and asked her: "Didn't you eat enough tonight?" Logically speaking, with such a rich menu, you shouldn't be hungry.

But Jing Che nodded: "During this time, the food I ate every day was too rich, and I really lost my appetite. It was too luxurious, and I couldn't eat it."

"You need to supplement your nutrition now, so the arrangement of the kitchen is reasonable." Feng Yi explained, although he is not interested in the same dishes, but after all, they are nutritious and there is no harm in eating them.

"I'll serve you a bowl of noodles, but I just haven't eaten yet." Feng Yi patted Jing Che's head, and immediately prepared to go downstairs to cook for her.

As soon as he heard that the little guy was hungry, he didn't care about anything, and he didn't care about being tired, so he immediately prepared to cook for her.

Jing Che nodded: "Okay, okay, I want to eat the noodles you made!"

Although the noodles are very simple food, Feng Yi's level is first-class.

Jing Che lifted the quilt, Feng Yi directly bent over and picked her up, onto the wheelchair.

The two took the elevator downstairs.

In the restaurant, there was a warm light, not very bright, but that yellow halo warmed Jing Che's heart.

Feng Yi was busy in the kitchen, and as long as his figure was within her sight, she felt extremely at ease.

Jing Che has been relying on Feng Yi like this since he was a child, and his dependence on him even killed his own father.

It seems that Feng Yi is her god, who can give her the strongest sense of security and happiness.

Soon, before Jing Che could recover from his thoughts, Feng Yi had already cooked the noodles.

It is his best Yangchun noodles, Jing Che has been greedy for this for a long time, took the chopsticks and started to gobble it up.

"It's delicious." She muttered vaguely.

Feng Yi was also very happy to see her eating so deliciously. He had been busy for a whole day. Until now, he really calmed down, calmed down, and enjoyed this wonderful time.

Feng Yi also took the chopsticks and started to eat noodles. He was also very hungry and ate very quickly.

For some reason, when he felt hungry, he didn't think about cooking some food, but chose to endure the hunger.

But when he heard that Jing Che was hungry, he couldn't bear it for a moment and wanted to cook for her immediately.

He was not afraid of being hungry, but he was afraid of Jing Che being hungry.

This kind of feeling is really indescribable in words, and the specifics are only clear in their hearts.

In other words, they don't know it in their hearts, and only actions can fully express it.

No one would have thought that a big president and a young lady would eat noodles here in the middle of the night, and just a bowl of noodles, such a simple food, made them very happy.

"By the way." After eating the bowl of noodles, Jing Che even drank the soup, and then he was able to speak: "Today, my mother said that she wanted to ask sister Jing Xia to come over for dinner tomorrow."

After all, it was someone related to Sheng Yanxiao, Jing Che still felt that he should talk to Feng Yi first.

Mentioning this, Feng Yi paused, thought of something, and said slowly: "Today, Jing Xia went to Jing's for an interview, and she should have passed it by now."