Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Not long after Qi Ce left, Li Qin opened his eyes.

She took a shower for an hour before going downstairs to have breakfast.

The nanny brought her a cup of hot milk, "Miss Li, what else do you want to eat?"

Unexpectedly, Li Qin didn't notice the milk cup and accidentally knocked over the milk.

The servant's expression changed, "Miss Li, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The newly heated milk was still very hot, and all the milk was poured onto the servant's hand, and the back of her hand soon turned red.

Li Qin turned a blind eye and asked expressionlessly: "Is it hot?"

The servant knew Li Qin's temper to some extent, and the way she looked now meant that she was in a very bad mood.

She didn't dare to get into trouble at this juncture, so she said, "No."

Li Qin slowly tore open the toast and said, "Then go and heat up another cup right away."

The nanny quickly returned to the kitchen, and Li Qin threw the toast on the dining table, slamming the spoon on the plate with a clang.

Fu Yan is in Zurich, and A Zheng is also in Zurich. They don't know what will happen when they meet again.

With Azheng's temper, he would definitely keep Fu Yan and Fu Yan's children.

"No, I must go to Zurich!" she murmured to herself.

But Qi Ce was watching her in the dark, saying he was protecting her safety, but she couldn't guarantee whether Qi Ce would notice anything or whether it was another means of surveillance.

If he knew that she had gone to Zurich, he would definitely guess that she was very concerned about Huo Mingzheng and would use any means to stop her.

She would never allow anyone to stop her from marrying Huo Mingzheng!

Sure enough, as soon as she arrived at the airport, Qi Ce's call came.

"Xiaoqin, where are you going?"

Li Qin took the plane ticket and thought of Qi Ce's morbid possessiveness. A trace of boredom flashed in his eyes, but he still said patiently: "My friend in Paris is getting married and invited me to attend the wedding. I will be back in a few days." ”

"That's right," Qi Ce smiled softly, "Then can I go with you?"

How could she agree to go with Qi Ce.

"No need, don't you have a big project to discuss in your company recently? You work hard and I will call you every day."

"Then please call me husband."

Li Qin almost crushed the plane ticket into pieces. She walked to a corner where there was no one around and called her husband into the phone before Qi Ce was willing to give up.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qin watched the flight ticket arrive at her destination. After arriving in Paris, she transferred to a plane to Zurich, a distance of just over an hour.

Coupled with her sugar-coated bullets, Qi Ce will definitely not notice it.

……

When Fu Yan woke up in the morning, she was forced to eat breakfast at the dining table by Huo Minzheng. He had never been spoiled by her and she should eat when it was time to eat.

"Eat more, and then go to bed after eating." He handed the milk to her.

Fu Yan still felt very sleepy. He couldn't hold his hand steady and spilled the milk.

Huo Minzheng immediately grabbed her hand. Her skin was pink and tender, with a blush from the milk.

He took the person to the bathroom with a cold face, turned on the faucet and rinsed his fingers, "Is this a pregnancy fool?"

Although he cursed her, after seeing her face that had lost weight, he held her hand more gently.

Fu Yan remained silent. After the blush on the back of his hand subsided, Huo Minzheng let go of her hand and wiped it dry with a tissue.

Returning to the dining table, Huo Minzheng asked someone to heat up another glass of milk and watched Fu Yan drink it himself.

As a result, Fu Yan felt like vomiting after a few sips, so she covered her mouth and went straight to the bathroom.

Huo Minzheng opened his long legs and followed her. When he heard the uncomfortable sound of her vomiting, his face was gloomy and his thin lips tightened.

Fu Yan almost vomited out all the food she ate. She rinsed her mouth and was about to hold the door to go out. Huo Minzheng held her shoulders, "Why don't you dare to eat more because you're afraid of vomiting?"

Fu Yan no longer had the strength to resist, and knew that everything he did was in vain, so he hummed weakly.

Huo Minzheng's breath suddenly sank.

In Huo's secretarial office, the secretary in the first trimester of pregnancy also felt uncomfortable every day. Others often took her place. He had seen her a few times and was in a very bad state.

No wonder she lost weight. It turned out that she couldn't eat well at all.

She probably can't get used to the food in Zurich. She's not accustomed to the local environment and has pregnancy effects. It's strange that she can gain weight.

Fu Yan looked at Huo Minzheng's leaving figure inexplicably. She didn't know which of her words made him angry again.

I don't know why, but when I saw Huo Minzheng again this time, his temper became unstable and his mood was very unstable.

It couldn't be that he was stimulated by her, right?

She thinks that her influence on Huo Mingzheng is not that great.

She returned to the sofa and sat down for a while to relieve the uncomfortable feeling. Her hand was burned and she vomited again, which made her sleepiness less.

The nurse came in and asked her about her physical condition as usual. She took the opportunity and asked if she could borrow her cell phone.

She wanted to call Ji Lin.

But the nurse shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, that gentleman told me not to give you a mobile phone."

She helplessly spread her hands, turned around and went out.

In the empty ward, Fu Yan became increasingly restless.

I don't know how long it took, but Huo Minzheng opened the ward door and walked in.

He was holding a large steaming bowl in his hand.

He came over, sat on the sofa next to Fu Yan, and fiddled with the things in the bowl with a spoon. Fu Yan took a look and saw a familiar fragrance of emerald green onions, fragrant rice porridge and looming fish fillets. Come.

"Take a bite." Huo Minzheng took a spoonful and was about to hand it to her mouth. When he remembered something, he temporarily put the spoon to his lips and touched it lightly.

Not hot.

"Open your mouth." He commanded.

The spoon had already reached her lips. Fu Yan had to open her mouth and put the spoon in. The warm and glutinous porridge melted between her lips and teeth. She chewed the tender fish fillets and looked at Huo Mingzheng in disbelief.

“Is there any casserole porridge sold around here?”

The smell is very familiar, like Wangji's.

But how is it possible.

This is Zurich.

"I asked someone in Wangji to pack a portion and bring it by air." Huo Minzheng handed her another spoonful.

Fu Yan opened his mouth obediently, but did not believe what Huo Minzheng said.

It had only been more than an hour since he left the ward, and it would have taken at least ten hours to transport him by air. Besides, even if he had given the order in advance, the porridge would have been cold for such a long time. Even if it was heated, it would not taste like this and the appearance would not be the same. so good.

This is obviously freshly made.

Thinking of the noodles he had lied to himself about being cooked by Cao Fang, maybe...

But this idea is so ridiculous that if you tell it, you will only be laughed at for being naive.

She still said tentatively: "Did you cook it?"

Huo Minzheng's hand holding the spoon paused.

Fu Yan asked again, "Have you learned cooking skills from Aunt Wang?"

Huo Mingzheng scooped another spoonful of fish fillet porridge to her mouth and blocked her words, "Eat your porridge."