Marry a Rich Old Man

Housekeeping Auntie Zhang started to clean up, and she cleaned up the house in a short while, and then came to look for An Wuyang, with a big apron on her body: "Wuyang, the housekeeping aunt has done a good job, and now I plan to go out to buy vegetables. Cooking, I don’t know what you like to eat?” She said: “Tell me about what you don’t like and what you like, and I will remember it well.”

"Okay." An Wuyang was hanging his clothes. Hearing this, he thought about it carefully: "I like to eat shrimp, small octopus, tomato, and mashed potatoes, but I don't like to eat chives, soybean sprouts, and rice field eels...that's all." Bar."

Aunt Zhang smiled: "Okay, then I'll buy fresh prawns for you to eat at noon." Then she looked at the time: "Yo, it's already eleven o'clock, so I'll go there now."

There is a vegetable market near this high-end community, and the items sold there are 20.00% more expensive than the market price.

Aunt Zhang only found out today that when she asked the price, she dropped the shrimp in her hand and went to the next one, but it was still the same price.

She figured it out, the money cannot be saved.

Since it is a nutritious meal for a pregnant child, no matter how expensive the price is, only buy the good ones.

At noon this day, Auntie Zhang made a plate of boiled prawns, which weighed more than a catty. In addition, there were tomato scrambled eggs, and a bowl of seaweed beef soup, which was very nutritious.

Two dishes and one soup look beautiful on the table.

"It smells so good." An Wuyang took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function and took a picture of the table, and sent it to Mr. Huo who was working: "Auntie Zhang and I have started eating, how about you?"

In front of An Wuyang, Huo Yunchuan was not so gentle and easy to get along with.

He was having a meeting with the company's top management in the conference room, from [-]:[-] am to [-] noon, and there was no sign of letting anyone go to eat.

It is about decentralization and working from home in the future, but it is actually not that simple to operate.

At this moment, Huo Yunchuan was also hesitant. Safety and children are important, but the company can't throw them away. It's a more rational choice for him to come to the company for half a day every day.

Until he opened the message of safety and health, and saw the table of dishes that the little angel was about to eat, red, purple and purple in a festive manner, which inexplicably made the corners of the mouth turn upwards, and he was in a happy mood.

Adding that very caring greeting, Mr. Huo's first reaction was to have a ghost meeting, whether it was the food or the soup; the second reaction was, go to the fucking office, how could I have Such thoughts.

"Okay, the meeting is adjourned." The stern and tall man stood up and ended the meeting abruptly.

The senior executives of the company were stupefied, especially a senior executive who was halfway through his speech just now, he began to worry about his future.

Huo Yunchuan quickly walked out of the conference room, and the employees rushing to and fro along the way nodded solemnly, responding to their respectful titles.

Back in the office, Mr. Huo immediately picked up his mobile phone and called the little angel at home.

After connecting, no one spoke, only the voices of baji baji and Xixi sooso, and I knew that the hands-free was turned on.

"Safe and healthy?" Huo Yunchuan frowned, what is this guy doing: "Why don't you talk?"

An Wuyang swallowed a sweet prawn, and continued to peel it in his hands: "Mr. Huo, I'm eating prawns, have you eaten yet?"

"..." Huo Yunchuan, who has been hungry since the meeting, moved his Adam's apple, wanting to rush home to peel the shrimps for the little angel, and feed him one by one until he is full... like Like in the clubhouse.

He unbuttoned the collar slowly, and asked casually, "Didn't you say to call me by my name?" Why did you start calling Mr. Huo again?

The babbling boy took a sip of the soup, with a smile in his voice: "Didn't you say that I can call whatever I like? I'm going to call you Mr. Huo now."

In fact, it's just getting used to it, and I can't change it for a while.

"Heh." Mr. Huo smirked, and secretly rubbed his heart on his executive chair: "Eat, eat more, I haven't eaten yet."

From the beginning, I felt that Mr. Huo's calling was simply delaying my shrimp eating business. Hearing this, An Wuyang immediately lowered his head and said to the phone: "Then hurry up and eat, I want to eat too, bye."

Just got hung up on the phone, very good, not at all unhappy, another step towards shaking M.

While waiting for someone to deliver the meal, Huo Yunchuan repeatedly looked at the picture of the festive meal received in his mobile phone several times, allowing such an ordinary thing to poke into the depths of his heart unexpectedly.

A 30-year-old man, the words 'fireworks in the world' suddenly stuck in his throat, nothing else, but his head cleared up in an instant, and he realized that he was also an ordinary person among ordinary people.

Throwing away achievements, aura, and conceit, quietly longing for some ordinary identities, such as father, husband...

"No problem, Auntie has washed the dishes, do you want to go to sleep?" Aunt Zhang said considerately, and found that the child was watching TV in the living room, his eyes were not wide open: "Come on, Auntie will help you sleep in the room." Go, then I'll go home and cook in the afternoon." You can eat when Mr. Huo comes back.

"By the way, soup is boiling in the kitchen. You are fine, so don't go to the kitchen."

As you fall asleep, these sounds fade away and become part of your dreams.

The slender boy curled up on Huo Yunchuan's bed, his breath was full of Huo Yunchuan's breath, maybe this was the reason why he slept soundly.

At four o'clock, under the scorching sun, Huo Yunchuan hurried back from outside, carrying the fresh fruit he bought from the fruit shop just now, and threw it on the table when he entered the door, before going to his bedroom to take a look.

I agreed to take a good look, but when I saw a picture I hadn't seen before, I looked at it several times with nostalgia.

"Cough..." He cleared his itchy throat, went to the bathroom and took a combat shower, then changed into short-sleeved home clothes, and returned to the bedroom.

The safe half of the face was sunken in the soft pillow, and the remaining half had soft contours, a straight nose, slender eyelashes, soft slightly parted lips, and the chest rose and fell regularly with breathing.

Huo Yunchuan couldn't help leaning forward, approaching slowly, feeling the other's quiet breathing, and the fresh body fragrance that bewitched him to kill him when they met for the first time.

Take a deep breath, face comfort and enjoyment.

"Huo Yunchuan..." An Wuyang murmured, thinking that he was still in a dream, he blinked not soberly, then rubbed the pillow, and went back to sleep.

"Hello?" Huo Yunchuan yelled, knelt down beside the bed, and found that the other party was sleeping soundly, so he turned to his guts, and quickly sucked that Yuxue's lovely earballs.

When An Wuyang woke up, the room was empty and he was alone.

However, the aroma of Laohuo soup was wafting in the air, the conversation between Huo Yunchuan and Aunt Zhang could be faintly heard, and at the same time, there was the growling sound in his stomach.

Cotton slippers are silent when walking on the floor of the house, and Anwei is not the kind of lively boy who walks with the wind, he walks very lightly.

Huo Yunchuan was talking with Aunt Zhang, when he suddenly saw a sleepy person standing behind him out of the corner of his eye, he was so frightened that the melon in his hand dropped.

"Uh, hi..." An Wuyang squatted down to help pick up the melon, and returned it to the other party: "Did you just come back?" Seeing Huo Yunchuan wearing home clothes for the first time, he glanced at it again and again: "Wear this He's also handsome." The honest child said without hesitation.

Aunt Zhang, who was cutting vegetables with her back to them, laughed and her shoulders trembled. She immediately fell in love with this child.

Because it was also at noon, when An Wuyang ate, she kept praising her delicious dishes, her mouth was very sweet.

"Are you awake? There's soup here." Huo Yunchuan couldn't bear the compliment, he needed to find something to do, such as open the disinfection cupboard, take a soup bowl that didn't burn his hands, and take out a bowl of soup.

If Huo Yunchuan's mother sees this picture, he will be so sad that he won't be able to sleep.

How can I say that she has worked hard to raise this son for 30 years, and he was a pampered young master since he was a child, not to mention that he can't even help the oil bottle when it is down, Huo Yunchuan will never have the opportunity to touch the oil bottle at all .

He lived the life of a noble son of a wealthy family. Although it is not [-]% appropriate, it is not far from it.

"It's still a little hot." Mr. Huo Gui held the bowl with his left hand and the porcelain spoon with his right hand, stirring and stirring the soup, preparing to feed the boy who just woke up beside him.

"Come on, this is the fruit bought by Mr. Huo. I have washed it. I will finish the soup in a short time and eat a little to relieve the tiredness." Aunt Zhang said, bringing a clear salad bowl with red Red and green cut fruits.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." An Wuyang stared at the bowl of soup, with his back pressed against the board of the chair: "What kind of soup is this, I smell a bit fishy."

"Pigeon soup is good for your body." Huo Yunchuan blew on a spoon and brought it to An Wuyang's mouth: "Open your mouth, Aunt Zhang has been cooking so hard for hours, drink a little."

It came under the nose, the smell was really fishy, ​​An Wuyang didn't want to drink it and throw up, but thinking of Aunt Zhang's hard work and Mr. Huo's hospitality, he pinched his nose and opened his mouth to take a sip.

His expression was distorted from drinking, and his face turned blue.

Aunt Zhang said distressedly: "I don't dare to put too much Jiang Si'er, alas, let's put more next time." Seeing how hard this child is, it is probably a pregnancy reaction, and he will vomit if he drinks too much.

A small half bowl is the bottom line for safety, and if you come again, you will be beaten to death and refuse to drink: "I will eat some fruit to calm the shock." He specially picked green and green kiwifruit, which are sour and sweet, and he likes to eat this after he is pregnant with the baby.

Huo Yunchuan put down the bowl, but he couldn't do anything to force An Wuyang to drink a few more sips: "Then let's have a drink later." Eat small meals frequently.

As he spoke, he received An Wuyang's stare, coupled with the action of biting the kiwi fruit piece, it was super fierce.

"..." Huo Yunchuan felt a pain in one place, sore, damn it: "Just wait here, I'll go wash the dishes." He stood up and quickly moved away from the range of the super fierce light wave.

"Mr. Huo, let me do it." Aunt Zhang didn't need Mr. Master to wash the dishes by herself, she took it with a smile, and she was relieved.

Because people are old, their hearts are very soft, and they don't see uncomfortable things.

But she heard that Mr. Huo is a billionaire, maybe he just wanted to borrow this boy's belly to have a baby, so that's fine, there's nothing uncomfortable about what you like.

The problem is that the young boy who I have taken care of for a day is a solid person.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you want to make a fortune from your belly.

Fortunately, just watching the part where Mr. Huo was feeding people and drinking soup, Aunt Zhang felt relieved. Mr. Huo is not hurt by being a child's father, but clearly being hurt by his own son.

Ann Qin Zai Zai Wuhai, he was quite measured, felt the salty taste in his throat was suppressed by the fruit, so he stopped reaching for the bowl.

Huo Yunchuan sat beside him, he looked at An Wuyang quietly, and An Wuyang also looked at him quietly.

"What did you do today?" he asked.

An Wuyang said truthfully: "Eat, sleep."

But the old man blurted out diss: "Are you a pig?"

"..." The boy's beautiful almond-shaped eyes glanced at him, then he grabbed the remote control on the table and turned to watch TV.

Huo Yunchuan didn't speak, just watched where An Wuyang turned the station.

Is it a movie channel, or an anime channel, or a music channel that is popular among young people...

The result was nothing, the other party didn’t watch anything, just watched Korean idol dramas.

"..." Huo Yunchuan's face was full of ghosts, fuck, this is a bigger generation gap than watching anime, it should be said that it's not called a generation gap, it's a gap.