Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Lu Feng, who had returned to his status as a husband, was even more unkind than when he was her bodyguard. He had a condescending feeling about him. He looked at Shen Wanci and said, "Miss Shen, we are just a cooperative relationship. I will save you in City A." , it’s also because you made me profitable, I invested so much money in you, I can’t just let it go down the drain.”

He took off his hat and straightened his messy hair, "I don't care if there is anyone on the third floor. Even if there is someone, they are my people. Miss Shen is a subordinate who gets paid to do things. What qualifications do you think you have? Look at my people." ?”

Shen Wanci frowned: "I just want to know things related to my mother. This was also the condition when I agreed to sign a contract with you."

If they hadn't taken those photos and acted like they knew something inside, she wouldn't have agreed to the job at all.

Lu Feng frowned: "You almost lost your life in City A before you found anything. Miss Shen, if your mother is still alive, she definitely doesn't want you to take this risk. You can't afford to offend the person behind her. "

Shen Wanci: "What if I insist on checking?"

"..." Lu Feng was probably irritated by her stubborn attitude and blurted out: "If not..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "I can save you once, but I can't save you a second time. If you insist on dying, I can't help you. I can only advise you. Before you die, think about the manuscript and how you can repent for your stupidity and recklessness when you meet your mother and your grandfather down there."

Shen Wanci: "Okay."

Lu Feng: "..."

Does this woman not understand human language?Can't you tell that he is persuading in reverse?

Shen Wanci finished the last bit of the painting and handed it over to Lu Feng after making sure it was correct: "Take a look. If there are no problems, the painting will be officially handed over to you."

If anything goes wrong in the future, it will have nothing to do with her.

Lu Feng is troubled now. He has not completed the tasks assigned by his superiors. He has no time to look at these paintings. Moreover, this was originally an excuse to get close to Shen Wanci. Now that the purpose has been achieved, the paintings are not important anymore.

He glanced at it casually and threw it aside.

Shen Wanci felt a little distressed when she saw the paintings thrown on the ground like garbage, but she was just a restorer and had no right to say anything, so she nodded to Lu Feng and went out.

Lu Feng followed her out of the study.

When passing the stairs, Shen Wanci raised his head and glanced in the direction of the third floor, "My mother also lived in this villa, right?"

I don't know if these words were meant for Lu Feng behind him, or for the person upstairs who had never missed his face.

Lu Feng said nothing.

Shen Wanci knew that she had guessed correctly. She looked around the villa again. It used to be eerie, but now it feels more intimate. She turned back to look at Lu Feng, "If you are really afraid that I will be like a headless fly, If you kill yourself, why don't you share the information? At least let me know how unreachable the mountain I have to deal with is."

As expected, Lu Feng didn't reply to her.

Shen Wanci didn't care and walked away. Sister Li was not here, and the entire living room on the first floor was empty.

Lu Feng put her into the car, slightly opened his tight lips, and softly uttered a word.

Shen Wanci opened his eyes wide in surprise.

……

Because she was delayed in the villa, it was already quite late when she returned. Recently, this area was planned as a night market, selling everything, and it was very lively.

Shen Wanci was a little hungry and found a stall selling fried rice: "I want some fried rice with sausage and bacon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded next to him: "I want the same share as her."

Shen Wanci turned his head, looked at the two people standing next to him, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Chen Xu smiled and said shockingly: "I followed you."

"..."

"I was waiting for you at the apartment door with Mr. Bo, but I saw you coming to the night market, so I followed you."

Bo Jingzhou looked at her and pursed his lips like an arrogant cat owner: "Don't you like eating cheap food like this? I'll eat with you, you..."

Do not be angry.

Shen Wanci laughed angrily at his aloof appearance, but thought he was trying to compromise, "Okay."

She leaned close to Bo Jingzhou's ear and lowered her voice: "Look at that guy who is frying rice. He is not wearing a hat or a mask. He is wiping the stove with a rag while frying, and then grabbing onions after wiping..."

After all, he was speaking ill of people, and Shen Wanci was too embarrassed to shout so loudly that everyone would know, so she could only whisper in his ear.

Most food stalls in the market have such hygienic conditions. Shen Wanci has no mysophobia, so it doesn't matter, but it is different for a pampered young man like Bo Jingzhou.

"Look at the food in that basket. It's definitely not fresh. It doesn't matter whether it's been washed or not."

She deliberately disgusted Bo Jingzhou, so she chose his minefield to dance.

When Shen Wanci came closer, Bo Jingzhou subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her waist, but there was still a little distance between them, and he didn't really touch her: "Do you want to eat?"

His breath was filled with the faint fragrance of a woman. His ears were brushed by her moist and warm breath, and a layer of red appeared uncontrollably.

Shen Wanci: "Eat, why should I order it if you don't want to eat it?"

Bo Jingzhou: "Then I'll eat with you."

"..." Shen Wanci stood up straight and turned to look at Chen Xu: "What's wrong with your boss?"

In the past, let alone letting him eat it, even when he saw her eating it, his face was filled with disgust, and he looked like he wanted to give her a few mouthfuls of 84 disinfectant.

Chen Xu was looking at the sky speechlessly at the moment. He had been doing this since Shen Wanci whispered into Bo Jingzhou's ear. When he heard her question, he didn't react for a moment and said what was in his heart: "Maybe This is retribution... Oh, no, Mr. Bo loves you and wants to experience everything you like. Not to mention eating fried rice with you, even if you give him a bottle of arsenic, he will still drink it without changing his expression. Go down."

There is no cure for love brain.

There was nothing serious to do tonight. The general managers of several branches were still waiting in front of the cameras for meetings, while Mr. Bo was coaxing his wife at the night market.

The fried rice was cooked quickly.

Shen Wanci took her portion, found a table to sit down, and started to cook with her head down. When Bo Jingzhou followed, she had eaten herself like a hamster, her cheeks were bulging, and there was still food in the spoon she was holding. Scooped a full spoonful.

The fried rice tasted average. It was such a big plate, with chopped green onions and rice, and not a few diced pork. Bo Jingzhou was not hungry at all, so he just ate two spoonfuls of it and put it down. He looked at Shen Wanci and said, "You Don’t you like onions?”

Shen Wanci: "No, I quite like it."

Bo Jingzhou pursed his lips and asked after a long silence, "Where's the meat? It doesn't look too fresh."

"How do you want the bacon to be fresh? It's already smoked, maybe it's been a year old." Shen Wanci thought something was wrong with Bo Jingzhou just now, but now that he saw it, he was indeed sick.