my little sir

Yang Suhua giggled happily after being coaxed by Wen Qiling's two words, and then exchanged experience on cooking soup.

"I know you two don't like to eat too greasy food, so I blanched the ribs first, and when cooking the soup, I scooped up all the slick oil on it."

"Mom has worked hard."

"Hey, it's not hard or hard, as long as you like it." Yang Suhua said while tidying up the kitchen counter, "Why did you come back so early, my dishes will be ready in a while."

"I heard from Uncle Zhao that you came back very early today, and it happened that the company was not busy, so you came back early." Wen Qiling glanced at the watch on his wrist and asked, "I went to see Yi Min's dessert shop today, and it feels pretty good, right? ?”

"Well, it's good, but I think he's too busy."

"It's better now. When it opened some time ago, I lived in the store several times."

"Ah? Are you still living in the store?" Yang Suhua stopped her hands and complained to Wen Qiling, "This kid is really good. You used to work hard outside. Isn't it good that he takes care of the house for you? What do you have to do?" The store is extremely busy every day, and people are losing weight."

Wen Qiling recalled the past, feeling a little sad in his heart.Then he smiled and said, "Actually, it's pretty good now. Although he's busy, he's very happy. As long as he's happy, I'll support him in whatever he does."

Yang Suhua once again sighed that Fang Yimin found a good husband, and smiled gratifiedly: "You just love him and spoil him, and now he is becoming more and more unscrupulous."

Wen Qiling pursed her lips shyly, looked down at the time and said, "He's still outside, I'll go and have a look, so as not to freeze."

"He sat all afternoon? Then go and have a look." Yang Suhua was chopping vegetables, muttering in her mouth, "This kid can't take care of himself at all. It's cold outside after the sun goes down. It was the same in the morning, and his foot hurt. I have to help out in the store."

Wen Qiling paused, then turned around and asked, "Injured foot? How did he get injured?"

"Oh, he was afraid that you were worried, so he asked me not to tell you." Yang Suhua realized that she had slipped her words, and thinking that there was nothing to tell others, she simply told Wen Qiling everything.

"Mom, you're cooking today." Fang Yimin walked briskly into the kitchen, only to see Yang Suhua's face froze unnaturally for a moment, and Wen Qiling stood beside him with frowning eyebrows.

Wen Qiling didn't show much emotion in front of Yang Suhua, but Fang Yimin still keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

Yang Suhua smiled pretentiously, said that she would be able to eat in a while, and then turned around to get busy.

Later, Fang Yimin felt that he might be paranoid, because when we had dinner together, it was the same as usual.But when it was time to rest at night, the situation reversed again.

Fang Yimin was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, but the door was pushed open before it was closed.

Wen Qiling stood outside the door, stared at Fang Yimin with a gloomy expression for a while, and asked, "You don't have anything to say to me?"

Fang Yimin was a little frightened by his look, blinked those big innocent eyes, and asked in confusion, "Wh...what did you say?"

Wen Qiling squatted down and rolled up Fang Yimin's trouser legs, causing him to shrink back in shock.

"Hey, hey, Wen Qiling, what are you doing!" Fang Yimin roughly guessed the other party's plan, quickly put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "I'm not hurt."

Wen Qiling stopped, still half squatting on the ground, looking up at Mister Xiao.He wanted to question Mr. Xiao, but he was afraid that what he said would make the other person angry, so he gritted his molars tightly and swallowed the words in his mouth.

The posture and atmosphere of the two were so weird and awkward that Fang Yimin had no choice but to bend down and hold Wen Qiling's arm to pull him up.

"I'm really fine. I'm not the heroine in an idol drama. I'm the fragile O in the novel. It's just a sprained foot. It's okay for me to drive back and step on the brakes. What's the big deal?"

Wen Qiling didn't have time to worry about what "Ou" meant right now. His brows and eyes were beautiful, but when he became serious, he had an aggressive and cold look.

"Do you know that when the police are chasing criminals, the criminals are in a state of panic and instability. There are even some psychopaths with anti-social personality. They are very excited and in the most dangerous state at that time."

"I just kicked it by the way, isn't it okay?" Fang Yimin was a little annoyed by being educated in turn today, and his tone was slightly impatient, "If you came to educate me, I understand the reason, and I won't next time So impulsive."

In the past, when Mr. Xiao made mistakes, he would show weakness to himself, and then admit his mistakes.Now Fang Yimin's perfunctory and impatient attitude made the flames in Wen Qiling's heart soar.

His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were fixed on the other party: "Fang Yimin, have you ever thought about what if... if something happens."

"That's my business, too. Don't worry about it."

"Boss Wen? Don't bother?" Wen Qiling sneered coldly, "I'm just worried about you. You can listen to the advice of your police officer friend. Why do I care about you? Are you so impatient?"

Fang Yimin didn't think it was a big deal at first, and didn't understand why Wen Qiling made such a big fuss about going online here, but now it's clear, was it because of Zhou Changyuan?

Fang Yimin snorted, his eyes were slightly contemptuous: "Don't worry, I, Fang Yimin, will sit upright and will not do anything unethical."

Fang Yimin obviously misunderstood himself. Wen Qiling admitted that he didn't like that Police Officer Zhou very much, but he didn't question Fang Yimin's character.But he couldn't bear to explain, as the two of them seemed to be wrong no matter how they communicated.

"Mr. Wen, I want to take a bath, please go out first."

Wen Qiling and Fang Yimin broke up unhappy. He didn't expect Mr. Xiao to be so irritating that he didn't sleep well all night, and when he woke up the next day, his eyes still had dark circles.

As for Mr. Xiao, he was still lying in bed, and when he dawdled for a long time to get ready to go to work, he started yawning like a normal person.He said "morning" to Yang Suhua, and even smiled and said "be careful on the road" to himself.

Mr. Wen had a low pressure all day long, which caused Qilin's staff to tremble with fear, and did not dare to make any mistakes in their work.

At noon, everyone speculated in the group whether Mr. Wen had a quarrel with his little gentleman, which brought disaster to them.

In the afternoon, Fang Yimin received a call from Yu Wenyue, saying that he had a private message from a fan asking her if Mr. Xiao and Mr. had had a fight, which caused their boss to have a cold face all day long, which was extremely scary.

Fang Yimin casually found an excuse to evade it, thinking in his heart that it was probably because Wen Qiling heard the conversation between him and Yu Wenyue during the last live broadcast, and now he guessed the relationship between Zhou Changyuan and himself, so he minded.

After all, for these high-ranking, glamorous and successful people, the most important thing is face and dignity.

Fang Yimin found it ridiculous, and he became more and more sure that he and Wen Qiling had no relationship foundation before, otherwise how could the other party not know his character and suspect that he had emotional entanglements with other people.

Although there is no emotional basis, but there is money exchange, which is more complicated.

Fang Yimin's head hurts when he thinks of this, and he doesn't know how much money his prodigal mother has spent on the president in the past three years.In his life, can he still afford it?

It just so happened that Yang Suhua went back today, so Fang Yimin was going to go home late at night, so the two of them would have trouble meeting each other.

It coincides with Saturday, and today's business is very good.

When Zhou Changyuan came, he found that Fang Yimin was busy, and the two of them raised their hands to say hello, separated by a few customers.Zhou Changyuan pointed to the empty seat on the side, mouthed "You are busy first", and then sat there waiting for Fang Yimin.

After a while, Fang Yimin walked up to Zhou Changyuan with a cup of scented tea, sat down opposite, and asked with a smile, "Why is Officer Zhou free today?"

"Hey, don't call me that, or I'll always feel like I'm still off work." Zhou Changyuan joked, and then asked, "Didn't it delay your work?"

"It's okay, I won't be busy for a while." Fang Yimin changed his address, "Is there something the senior wants me to do?"

Zhou Changyuan picked up the cup of scented tea and sniffed it at the tip of his nose: "I just came to see it, but you still haven't got off work. Also, didn't I take a piece of cake from you last time, and the money hasn't been paid yet."

"It's just a piece of cake, and I made it on a whim, it's not a product of the store."

"Really? Then I was very lucky, and I just won the cake you made." Zhou Changyuan smiled, and then asked, "How is your foot injury?"

Fang Yimin laughed and sighed after hearing this: "Why do you all see me so delicately, you just twisted it, it's nothing, it doesn't hurt now."

In Zhou Changyuan's heart, Fang Yimin has always been very precious.

It's not that he's delicate and weak, but he's skinny and tender, and he's an artist. He's quiet when he's painting, and he's like a warm sun when he smiles. It's easy to make people feel protective.

Zhou Changyuan smiled innocently: "As long as you are fine, I am just worried about you."

Seeing Zhou Changyuan smirking, Fang Yimin raised the corners of his mouth involuntarily.

"Since we're not busy now, let's go have dinner together. We agreed to treat you to dinner yesterday." Zhou Changyuan said and stood up.

Fang Yimin was a little hesitant, although he was clear and frank with the other party, but after all, the other party had pursued him before, so it's better not to have too frequent contact alone.

"I've been so busy that I haven't eaten dinner yet. This job is really not idle." Zhou Changyuan stretched his sore arm, sighed, and then said with a starry-eyed smile, "When this case is over, I should be able to rest. It's been a few days, and then I'll ask you to give it a good rub."

As soon as these words were uttered, Fang Yimin couldn't use an excuse to refuse.The two of them have nothing to do with each other, so why bother to pretend to avoid suspicion, instead arousing suspicion.

The two had dinner at a nearby restaurant. They sat on the side of the road by the window, and the street lights outside reflected the continuous flow of traffic.

[The author has something to say: Officer Zhou is actually quite a nice person, I am not good at writing bad guys, because I am too kind~ (hahahahahahaha)

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