Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 13 Shen Wang, a long-lost person

Before yesterday, the Zhou Hao she met was the aloof CEO, dressed in a meticulous suit, with a serious and indifferent expression, giving people a feeling that this man is unattainable.

But at this moment, Song Yanchu couldn't help showing a pleasing smile when he looked at the little fried hair on the top of his head.

In addition, he was not in good spirits due to a cold, and his eyebrows and eyes were mild, much like a graduate who had just graduated from school.

Like a puppy.

Zhou Hao didn't know what Song Yanchu was laughing at, so he frowned slightly, and walked towards the door in silence, Song Yanchu immediately followed.

After shopping for vegetables, Song Yanchu put on an apron and started cooking in the kitchen.Thinking that Zhou Hao had a cold, she simply made a few light side dishes and made a corn rib soup.

After Zhou Hao came back, he still held his notebook to deal with business.Usually, he read these documents very quickly, but today he was a bit slow. He read an ordinary document three times and didn't pass it. I don't know if it's because of a cold.

Hearing the rustling sound of washing hands from the kitchen, Zhou Hao raised his head and saw that Song Yanchu had taken off his apron and was washing his hands.

Her hair was originally loose, but it was temporarily tied with a scrunchie before cooking, and it was loosely tied. A small strand of hair on her forehead was covering her left eye, making one want to reach out and help her tie it behind her ear.

Zhou Hao just looked at Song Yanchu like this. He thought about many scenes, but never imagined them.

The girl he likes will tie his hair and put on an apron to cook for him.

There was tenderness and flattery hidden in the man's eyes. When Song Yanchu washed his hands and wanted to remind Zhou Hao to eat, he happened to bump into these eyes.She was stunned for a second, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "It's time to eat."

People who are probably sick have gentle eyes and are full of dependence on those who care about them.

"Okay." The man turned off the computer, his Adam's apple rolled, and he felt a tingling foreign body sensation due to the cold, which was slightly hot.

"My cooking skills are average."

The two sat at the table opposite each other, with a simple three dishes and one soup in front of them, complete with meat and vegetables.

Zhou Hao was still dizzy and had no appetite, but seeing Song Yanchu's expectant eyes, he picked up the chopsticks and tasted every dish.

"It's delicious. Tomorrow, I'll go to the housekeeper to hire an aunt, so you don't need to cook every day."

Zhou Hao rarely gets angry at home. He usually works overtime after dinner at the company and then goes home to take a shower and sleep, so there is nothing in the refrigerator except drinks.

Song Yanchu nodded, took a piece of broccoli and put it in his bowl, a sentence stuck in his throat, hesitatingly swallowed it again.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Hao was ill, which gave her a feeling of being able to communicate well.

But thinking about it, Song Yanchu remembered the indifference of the man when he came to her a few days ago, and his eyes drooped again.

She really wanted to ask why she wanted to marry her.

She asked why he wanted to get married that day when he proposed the conditions.

The man's response is just a few cold words, this is the condition.

Conditions for giving her money.

Song Yanchu was thinking about something, the two people at the dinner table didn't talk anymore, they were eating quietly.

Zhou Hao really lost his appetite, so he put down his chopsticks and said he was full after eating half a bowl.

Song Yanchu raised his eyes and said, "The porridge from before is in the refrigerator. If you are hungry at night, you can heat it up in the microwave and eat it."

When she herself was ill, she had no appetite.

Zhou Hao nodded, got up and went back to his room.

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The next day, it was only seven o'clock, and the indoor light was already very bright.

Song Yanchu woke up, opened her eyes and looked at the strange ceiling, and took a long time to react.

Oh, at Zhou Hao's house.

Last night, she went back to high school in a dream. At that time, she was showing her teeth and claws. After the class bell rang, she saw their class teacher and Zhou Hao.

There is another thin and cold boy, Shen Huang.

Shen Wang, a long-lost person.

(End of this chapter)