Romance White Book

Fu Sinian takes over the tablet, opens the video, plays in the rain, and looks at and hugs men and women.

Women's eyes are adored and joyful, and there are some sadness in their concentration, while men's eyes are hot and deep.

did not arrive at the video for a minute. He just cast a glance and threw the tablet away. "Am I looking idle? Do you bother me with such things

Jiang Yi Leng, then quickly and uneasily nodded, "I know."

The man raised his eyes, his face still had no expression, and his voice had no waves. "Tell the producer that if all the high priced stars are performed with doubles, the play will not have to be cast."

"It's Mr. Fu. I'll do it right away."

Green water and cloud dwelling is the most beautiful building and the most expensive land in Jiangcheng. It is also the new residence of Fu Sinian and Qiao Yimo.

The man returns to the villa after work, when stepping into the living room the first second, smell a trace of different breath.

Quietly frowning, he took off his coat and handed it to the servant next to him. As he was about to go upstairs, he heard the servant respectfully say, "Sir, my wife cooked this evening. Dinner is about to start. Would you like to go to the restaurant first?"

Men's expensive leather shoes step on the first step stop, slightly side eyes to see the direction of the kitchen.

She cooks herself?

It's no wonder that she was in a good mood.

"Tell her I've had it."

As light as the tone is, so is the contempt.

With the decline of words, the man walked up the stairs.

"First..."

The servant was stunned. Recently, my husband and wife are more like strangers than ever before. If they want to quarrel, they can't see their anger at all.

She looked at the kitchen in some embarrassment. Her wife came back very early today and accompanied them to the vegetable market to select dishes. She was in a good mood, but now

In the kitchen, Qiao Yimo was dressed in a family suit, with her hair tied up at random. She was plain faced and wearing an apron. She put up her hand to look at the time. She thought that Fu Sinian should be off work. She was about to go out to have a look. She came in with a subtle expression.

"Madam..."

"Is Monsieur back?"

"Come back!" "But He asked me to tell you that he had already eaten it

“……”

Qiao Yimo's joyful expression was suddenly lonely.

Is he still angry?

Or He's going to do this to her in the future?

She came back early today. She summoned up the courage to cook herself. She intended to show her kindness to him. She didn't want to change anything. She just wanted them to return to the peace of the past.

But

Looking at her, Mrs. Chen was distressed and comforted, "don't be sad, madam. I'll call for you again. Mr. Chen may have a good face."

Joe pulled out an ugly smile with foam. "No, I'll go up and have a look myself."

At the door of the study upstairs, Joe hesitated for two seconds and knocked on the door.

“……” There was no response.

She pressed her lips and tapped three more times.

"Come in!"

Joe dropped his eyes with foam and pushed the door in gently.

The man sat behind the desk, tapping the keyboard, staring at the screen without moving.

Handsome, expensive, ascetic indifference.

Qiao took a look at him with foam, lowered his head, and his voice was low and soft, "Chen Ma said you had eaten it. I made some more. Would you like to have another..."

"I've had it. I don't have to force myself any more." The man's eyes are still on the notebook, see also did not look at her, "if nothing, go out."

Qiao Yimo's body suddenly a stiff, low head bit lip, in the heart some stabbing pain.

After a few seconds of silence, she pulled her lips, and her voice was not very clear, "you Still angry? "

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