Prosperous Warm Marriage

Chapter 8
Last night, the three women chatted endlessly until late, and finally, like many nights before, the three of them squeezed into one bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, Nuannuan was woken up by the alarm of the mobile phone, opened his eyes, and felt a burst of soreness.

Yan Xiaoxi!
Wen Nuan frowned, and silently scolded his friend who slept poorly.

"Xiaorui, help me." Sensing that the people around her had woken up, Wen Nuan immediately asked for help.

Hearing this, Tian Rui sat up quickly, and seeing Yan Xiaoxi, who was still sleeping, comfortably pressing her long legs against Nuan Nuan's body, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

"troubled you."

Tian Rui expressed a little sympathy, then climbed out of bed, moving Yan Xiaoxi's legs away as gently as possible.

"It's a good thing this guy is slender enough, otherwise he might die!" As soon as the weight on his body disappeared, Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief and complained.

Therefore, she is wise and chooses to sleep on the side.

Tian Rui smiled and said, "I'll make breakfast."

"Let me do it." Wen Nuan stopped Tian Rui and said, "You are in a hurry, so go brush your teeth and wash your face first."

The quiet morning gradually became lively. Today is Thursday, and all three of them have to go to work, but Wen Nuan and Yan Xiaoxi, one is a reporter, and the other is the host of the food column group of the TV station. Tian Rui is different. She works in a five-star hotel and has just been promoted to be the lobby manager. She has strict attendance management and cannot be late.

After breakfast, Tian Rui left first, and after Nuan Nuan finished watching the morning news, she woke up Yan Xiaoxi, a "difficult to get up household", and they went out together after she had breakfast.

"Just stop at the intersection ahead."

Nuannuan and Yan Xiaoxi were on the same road, so they hitched a ride.

"You can drive in." Yan Xiaoxi said while holding the steering wheel with both hands and looking straight ahead.

"No, Fengchi Office is nearby, not far from the intersection."

"Ok."

With Yan Xiaoxi's voice falling, the car slowed down slowly and then stopped.

"Let's go, be careful on the road."

After getting out of the car, Nuan Nuan waved to Yan Xiaoxi through the car window, then turned and left.

……

This is a relatively secluded place, far away from the bustling commercial street, the majestic office buildings, and the road with cars coming and going, Fengchi Office, it is hidden in a corner of the street.

However, because of the preparatory work done in advance, Wen Nuan arrived at the destination within a short time.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Qingcheng Daily, and I want to make an appointment to meet with Feng Zhaoyang—Architect Feng." Walking to the front desk, Nuan Nuan took out his press card and directly explained his purpose of coming.

"Our Director Feng hasn't come to work yet." The front desk lady took a look at the press card in Wen Nuan's hand, and then responded politely.

"Then can I go inside and wait?" Wen Nuan asked.

"Sorry, you didn't make an appointment with our Director Feng, I can't let you in."

"Oh, that bothers me."

Put away the press card, Nuan Nuan turned around and was about to leave, but she only took a small step when suddenly, a tall and straight man walked in from the door, breaking into her sight.

It's him!

The one who drove and splashed dirty water on her face!
Nuan Nuan was slightly taken aback, and in the next second, the voice of the front desk lady rang out from behind: "Hi Director Feng."

Director Feng?

He is Feng Zhaoyang? !
Wen Nuan was taken aback again, and she came to her senses when Feng Zhaoyang passed in front of her, "Mr. Feng, I'm a reporter from Qingcheng Daily..."

(End of this chapter)