Prosperous Warm Marriage

Chapter 50 You Think I'm Ingratiating You

"Sister, help me take the takeaway up to Brother Feng."

The car was parked in the open space next to the door of the coffee shop. As soon as Nuan Nuan got out of the car, Xia Ze handed the takeaway to her.

"Why didn't you go?" Wen Nuan asked a little puzzled, "Didn't you say before that when he was working, he didn't like being disturbed by unfamiliar people?"

"I have something to do."

When he said this, Xia Ze's eyelashes trembled unnaturally, and then he said with a smile, "Besides, Brother Feng has already eaten the instant noodles you made, and we have a little friendship with each other, and what's more, You can also ask Brother Feng if his burn is healed."

Hearing this, Wen Nuan no longer hesitated, remembering the scene of her spilling instant noodles on Feng Zhaoyang's body a few days ago, she immediately felt that it was necessary for her to express her condolences.

Taking the takeaway from Xia Ze's hand, Nuan Nuan turned and walked towards the office's gate.

At this time, the night was dark, but the door was still open, and the lights inside were bright.

"Miss Wen, are you looking for Director Feng?" The front desk lady asked politely when she saw Nuan Nuan walk in before she got off work.

"Ah."

Nuan Nuan simply responded, and then asked, "Can I go up?"

"Of course." Glancing at the takeaway in Wen Nuan's hand, the front desk lady replied with a friendly smile.

"Then I'm going up."

After getting permission, Wen Nuan smiled at the receptionist, then walked towards the stairs.

Walking up to the second floor, the surrounding environment is very quiet, so Wen Nuan slowed down his pace, turned right in a familiar way, and after a while, he came to Feng Zhaoyang's office door.

Xu Shi heard footsteps, before Wen Nuan knocked on the door, Feng Zhaoyang raised his head and looked towards the door, then he was slightly stunned, slightly surprised by Nu Nuan's appearance.

"Xia Ze asked me to bring you food, can I come in?" Meeting Feng Zhaoyang's eyes, warm and a little uncomfortable, the eyes dodged for a while, and asked very politely.

"Please come in." Feng Zhaoyang saw the warm and slightly stiff smile in his eyes, and his face was slightly cold.

"This, should it fit here?"

Wen Nuan didn't walk towards Feng Zhaoyang's desk, but walked to the coffee table two or three meters away from the desk, then turned around and asked.

"Just let it go."

The swivel chair turned, and Feng Zhaoyang sat facing the direction where the warmth was, quietly watching her bend down to take three paper towels, and then, after putting the paper towels on the coffee table, she put the takeaway on it.

"you……"

At the moment, the overly quiet atmosphere made Nuan feel a little embarrassed, paused, and then asked, "Is your burn healed?"

"Not yet." Feng Zhaoyang said flatly.

"Is it serious?" After all, it was my own fault, and Wen Nuan couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Nothing serious."

"..."

It's been several days. If it's not serious, the wound should be healed, right?
"You should go to the hospital. If the wound becomes inflamed, it may leave a scar in the future." Warm said with concern.

Hearing this, Feng Zhaoyang frowned slightly, thinking of Wen Nuan and He Weiyou talking and laughing, his face became colder, "Do you care about everyone so much? Or, in order to achieve your goal, you are used to pleasing others?"

Please?

Who is she courting?
Being questioned by Feng Zhaoyang, Nuan Nuan was a little displeased, and asked, "So, you think I'm flattering you?"

"Isn't it?" Feng Zhaoyang said coldly.

"I..." Nuan subconsciously wanted to defend herself, but the moment she was about to speak, she suddenly gave up.

Since he believed that she wanted to please him with a purpose, no matter how she explained it, in his opinion, it was all sophistry, so why should she make trouble for herself? !
"Then I'll go first so as not to disturb you."

Wen Nuan's face was slightly gloomy, she left without turning her head after leaving a word, and her slightly hurried footsteps revealed her restlessness.

kick-

Nuan Nuan's footsteps coming down the stairs could be heard faintly, Feng Zhaoyang's deep eyes fell on the takeaway on the coffee table, and a feeling of irritability surged in his heart.

He wanted to be warm and stop bothering him, but why, when she left angrily, he couldn't be happy? !
Putting down the pen in his hand, Feng Zhaoyang reached out and rubbed his temples, his face was gloomy.

(End of this chapter)