The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Lin Yue chatted with Lin Fangcheng for a long time and asked him about his recent health condition with concern, before turning the topic to the New Year celebrations in Imperial Capital.

Because it was something that had been discussed before, Lin Fangcheng and Liu Zuoxu were mentally prepared.

"Ask Xingyao not to come over tomorrow, we can't leave yet."

Listening to Lin Fangcheng's answer, Lin Yue frowned, "Did something happen at home?"

At this time, perhaps because he suddenly said so many words, Lin Fangcheng couldn't help but cough a few times.

Liu Zuoxu patted his back gently and took the call.

"It's nothing serious. It's just a few graduate students led by your father who are participating in a competition recently."

"He needs to check the speech materials. I just want to finish this matter before going there."

Lin Yue heard Lin Fangcheng's coughing sound clearly just now. Looking at her father's weak appearance, she felt very uncomfortable.

But she also knew Lin Fangcheng's character. He always had a beginning and an end to everything he did. It would definitely be impossible for him to completely let go of the graduate student who had been with him for several years.

Lin Yue could only patiently warn: "Dad, you are different now than before. You should pay attention to your health."

"The two graduate students who sent you to the hospital before seemed quite conscious to me and don't need to worry too much."

Lin Fangcheng also recovered at this time. After Liu Zuoxu saw it, he took the initiative to return the phone to him.

"I understand everything you said. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. No one knows my body better than myself."

The father and daughter chatted for a while before ending the call.

By this time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and the meals were basically ready in the school canteen.

It was freezing cold, so the couple didn't bother to do anything. They just finished eating in the dining hall and then took a walk back.

After returning home, Lin Fangcheng poured water and took medicine, while Liu Zuoxu dug out the red envelope cover and planned to seal it for his daughter and son-in-law.

This was the rule in the Imperial Capital. Liu Zuoxu vaguely remembered that after marrying Lin Fangcheng, he took his husband and children back to his parents' home for the first time to celebrate the New Year. His parents gave each of the three members of their family a big red envelope.

She didn't know if this rule still existed, but she didn't mind giving gifts to many people, so she gave them first and then talked about it.

Anyway, it is for his own children, not for others. Everything from now on for the two of them belongs to Lin Yue.

Lin Fangcheng watched Liu Zuoxu busy without saying a word, just watching silently on the sofa.

Liu Zuoxu took out eight big red envelopes, rummaged through his wallet to find a wad of cash, put on his reading glasses, and began to slowly count the money.

"Old Lin, how much do you think we should seal?"

"After all, this is the first time they have visited the house after their marriage. It shouldn't be too little, right?"

Lin Fangcheng frowned when he thought of Shen Xingyao's net worth.

"Xingyao's projects start at least a few hundred million, and money is probably just a number in his eyes."

"Let's get six thousand six for each person. Six or six is ​​a great success. It's a good idea."

After hearing this, Liu Zuoxu nodded in agreement.

"I only have this cash on hand. If it's more than six thousand a piece, it probably won't be enough..."

These days, mobile payment has become popular in thousands of households. Everyone keeps their mobile phones with them, and no one carries cash with them.

Liu Zuoxu looked at her husband, "Do you have cash there?"

Lin Fangcheng handed his wallet directly to his wife.

After Liu Zuoxu opened it, he found that the money inside was less than his own, probably only two to three thousand yuan.

Lin Fangcheng also knew that the money should not be enough. He stood up and walked towards the master bedroom.

Liu Zuoxu looked at the wallet that had traces of time in her hand. If she remembered correctly, this wallet should be the gift given to Lin Fangcheng when Lin Yue got her first scholarship, right?

She also has a similar style, but since she doesn’t have the habit of carrying a wallet, she rarely uses it.

In less than a minute, Lin Fangcheng came out with a thick wad of money.

Liu Zuoxu raised his eyebrows, smiled and joked: "When did you hide so much private money?"

Lin Fangcheng's salary card had always been managed by Liu Zuoxu, so she was a little surprised to suddenly take out so much money.

"I prepared it after Xiaoyue received the certificate, thinking that when their family of four comes back, each of them will receive a big red envelope."

"They came last time, but I was in the hospital, so there was no need for them."

In Lin Fangcheng's eyes, Liu Zuoxu didn't know much about etiquette, so he took the initiative to organize it.

But God is not as good as man. The child came back for the first time and he was lying in the ICU, unable to prepare anything.

Liu Zuoxu smiled and said, "It's the same, it's not too late to give it now."

Finally, because of Lin Fangcheng's support, the couple prepared eight red envelopes, each worth 8,800.

Liu Zuoxu put all the red envelopes into his handbag, "I'll take them first, and then I'll give them to you when I get to Triumph Bay."

......

Although she was resting at home, Lin Yue was not idle. She stayed in bed until noon in the morning, and then went to the gym to work out in the afternoon.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and you have to eat and drink every day. You must practice well, otherwise you will really gain three pounds during the festival!

When night fell, Lin Yue came out of the gym and heard the sound of children playing and laughing in the corridor.

With the remaining light in the sky, she watched the two children having fun with Qiuqiu and Barton.

Shen Qingshang sat quietly aside, taking a sip of tea from time to time, just like the comfort of teasing his grandson as shown on TV.

Lin Yue did not bother the three of them, and turned around and walked towards the villa.

At this time, Shen Xingyao was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Lin Yue has a day off today, so he won't go to Shen's by the way.

Although Shen Xingyao seldom cooks, his cooking skills are actually quite good.

Before Lin Yue reached the restaurant, she smelled the tempting aroma of food.

She crossed her arms and stood leisurely at the door, quietly watching Shen Xingyao's work.

It is said that men who do housework seriously are the most charming, and Lin Yue now fully understands the meaning of this sentence.

Shen Xingyao was wearing a dark blue housecoat, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and he skillfully stir-fried the vegetables in the pot, looking like a chef.

It is probably hard for people outside to imagine that a powerful man in the business world is willing to cook for his family and wash his hands to make soup.

Shen Xingyao also noticed Lin Yue's arrival. He put a piece of cowboy bone into the bowl and handed it to Lin Yue: "Try it."

Lin Yue took it and blew it to cool it down a little before putting it in his mouth, "Well, it's delicious!"

"Mr. Shen, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. You must show more of your skills in the future."

Shen Xingyao chuckled and continued to stir-fry, "Do you think everyone has this kind of treatment?"

Lin Yue glanced at the man, pursed her lips and said, "Yes, not everyone has this kind of treatment. After all, if our President Shen is willing, we can marry any immortal."

Shen Xingyao looked at Lin Yue's arrogant appearance and quickly replied: "Isn't he already married now?"

His serious look greatly pleased Lin Yue and made her laugh out loud.

Sure enough, men are born to talk about love.

Lin Yue felt that Shen Xingyao who walked into the kitchen was completely a banished immortal who fell into the mortal world...