President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 165 165 krypton gold
Feng Yu slowly closed the account and handed it to the housekeeper with a calm expression.

The butler subconsciously glanced at Mr. Feng, then hurriedly lowered it, and took it over carefully. Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, he sighed inwardly. As expected, Mr. Shen didn't care, and Mr. Feng certainly didn't think it was a problem. Besides, Mr. Lu's If they don't use things for their girlfriends, they have crossed the line.

Feng Yu was not as careless as the old housekeeper thought, especially after seeing the last text in the missing record.

Gu Cici took three bracelets, two necklaces, a set of purple sand teapot tea set, and a set of silk and lotus bed sheets from this home, and the sum totaled nearly 50 yuan.

They are not big-ticket items, maybe she just took them out because she thinks it is convenient, and maybe she thinks the sheets are easy to use or because she likes to spread them in her home, they are all for daily use.

It's just that without exception, none of them have been returned.

Feng Yu didn't think she didn't know the value of these things from the perspective of ancient Cici, but she still didn't bring them back after they were brought out.

A necklace of about [-] yuan, without any decent gems, is like the wind chime hanging under the balcony, made of high-quality Hetian jade, worth [-] yuan, but no matter how much it is worth, it is just a wind chime. Ci Ci looked like she liked to take it off and hang it in her bedroom in front of Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu would not even ask, because it was just a string of wind chimes.

Mr. Lu doesn't care about this, and of course Feng Yu doesn't care either. He frowned, just reevaluating Gu Cici, who would easily take away something from his boyfriend's house? Let's talk about expensive things.

After she took it away, how did she make up for the lack of those things? Feelings! ?Her affection is really valuable.

Or is it that she loves vanity and luxury, and once she succeeds, she doesn't know how to show off to be satisfied.

For the first time, Feng Yu questioned his and Mr. Lu's perception of people. They were deceived by a person's appearance?Still bound by inertial thinking.After all, more than 100 bottles of moisturizing balm were used on the body within three days...

Lu Zhiyuan took a newspaper and sat in front of the dining table, his slender legs crossed casually, relaxed and relaxed, no trace of yesterday was completely gone.

Feng Yu withdrew his thoughts.

Gu Cici yawned and came down from upstairs: "Morning."

Seeing this, Lu Zhiyuan got up unhurriedly, took a warm and wet towel to wipe his hands, and handed her a piece by the way.

Gu Cici took over: "What's for breakfast?"

The head of the kitchen has graciously handed over the menu.

Fruits, tea, and fruit milk before meals were placed on the table one after another.

Gu Ci opened the menu: "Well, gold shredded white fungus soup, glutinous rice buns, pumpkin milk porridge, shredded bamboo shoots with oil, fresh shrimp dumplings, and a slice of scallion cake, well, and a cup of black chicken soup." You need to replenish your body and moisturize it ten times a day without hurting your energy. Let's see who can't stand it first.

Lu Zhiyuan ordered a clear soup that cleared away heat and heat, and simple steamed buns, but when he saw her soup, he added a nourishing soup. Although it was not necessary, it was safe to prepare.

Gu Cici was speechless, what are you drinking, isn't it enough to get angry?Was he too excited last night? After the first three times, he has already started to refuse. It has nothing to do with whether he can do it or not, but the three times are just right.So what happened last night?
Just as Gu Cici wanted to find Shen Guangyao, when he saw Feng Yu inadvertently, he immediately pulled his mind back, holding his face in his hands and sighing happily to his boyfriend: "It's so happy to have a hot breakfast in the winter morning. "

Feng Yu didn't think it was as simple as asking for a hot meal. In just a moment, the table was already filled with various bowls and plates.Soup and plate, one by one, row by row, and cluster by cluster.

The glutinous rice buns mentioned in the old sayings are not a simple kind of buns, but coin-sized purple glutinous rice buns, white glutinous rice buns, snowflake purple glutinous rice buns, caramel white glutinous rice buns, glutinous rice flour steamed balls, and glutinous rice flour steamed meat.A single kind of glutinous rice is wrapped with 24 kinds of patterns, and the amount of each kind is not large, and it is exquisite and beautiful.

Not to mention the fresh shrimp dumplings, there are fresh shrimp fish fillets, fresh shrimp wontons, and fresh shrimp stir-fry, each of which is white and tender and placed in a porcelain cup. Every bite of shrimp has a unique taste, which is very particular, exquisite and luxurious.

This kind of breakfast is called "hot" in the eyes of Gu classmates?Mr. Lu is particular about dining, but he only has requirements for the saltiness of the food, not extravagance. The ancient diction is really particular. Even in a private club, this way of setting up the table is enough to receive foreign guests.

Once she gained power, there were not many who dared to spoil like this, not to mention that she had been eating like this for half a month as shown on the bill.

Gu Cici gave Lu Zhiyuan a piece of caramelized glutinous rice, and put a small piece on his blue plate, which made people even more appetizing: "Supplement the sugar for the day."

Except for the caramel on top, Lu Zhiyuan ate it naturally.

An old saying: "This tastes better, or yesterday's peach blossom cake?"

"all good."

The ancient words are a bit tangled: "I think this is good, but I think the cake is also good, so how should I choose tomorrow?"

Lu Zhiyuan's goal is that she will come over tonight, and will only have breakfast here if she stays overnight: "Do everything."

"Such a waste……"

Feng Yu turned around and went into the kitchen.

The stewards of the kitchen immediately greeted him hospitablely: "Mr. Feng."

"Hi Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng has worked hard on duty personally."

Feng Yu ignored their words and took out a red envelope: "Everyone has worked hard recently, so I will send it to everyone."

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, no hard work, no hard work is what you should do."

"Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Feng Yu said casually, "Why aren't there any things in the sets of red tea sets next to the dining table?" The things from the official kiln were wasted there.

"Oh! Art, classmate Gu said it looks good in this way, and I think it really looks good in that way." Manager Zhao replied very tactfully, after all, he was dismissed last time for saying that classmate Gu was a waste.

It turned out that she asked to put it out: "Isn't it too little to add [-] to [-] on weekdays? Will it be enough to eat?" One bite is one serving, and fifty can only be added.

"Enough, enough. Boss Shen said that if the quantity is increased, the taste will be richer. It will make Mr. Lu and classmate Gu eat more happily, and it won't waste our craftsmanship. Boss Feng thinks more quantity?"

What to add?Chef, Feng Yu snorted coldly in his heart, but didn't show it on his face: "Are there enough ingredients?" The cabbage heart, sprouts, mushroom fans, and the rest were sent to the big cafeteria to be cooked by the masters below. There is a clear hierarchy.

Uncle Zhao couldn't see anything from Mr. Feng's face, Mr. Shen didn't think it was a waste, Mr. Feng didn't seem to think it was a waste, and how could it be not enough, he would just distribute more to the kitchen below: "Enough, enough."

"Not enough to tell the housekeeper."

"Eh."

"You can't neglect classmate Gu just because Mr. Lu takes good care of you."

"Yes Yes."

The people in the kitchen shook their heads after seeing off President Feng respectfully, "Good luck."

"Isn't it?" Mr. Lu earns, but his girlfriend loses. Mr. Lu works hard, but his girlfriend will enjoy it. What kind of happy life does my classmate Gu spend every day in the old house.

But none of the three bosses in the family thinks there is a problem. To be fair, these servants are bullying classmate Gu, and now they can only serve them well.

It's all fate, if you are diligent and thrifty, gentle and kind, you can't see it, but if you like a beautiful and prodigal, what can you do.

After getting in the car, Gu Cici fastened his seat belt, and casually asked, "Why didn't Shen Guangyao come today?" Feng Yu didn't stay by Lu Zhiyuan's side very much before, even if it was his turn, it was only his assistant who took his place. It turned out to be him?

Hearing this, Lu Zhiyuan leaned over and helped her fasten her seat belt again, making sure that he really didn't care about Shen Guangyao: "I'm sick."

"Sick? Is it serious? Why is he sick? Didn't he be fine yesterday?"

"It snowed yesterday, the weather was cold, and it's inevitable to catch a cold." Lu Zhiyuan's voice was very calm.

"That's right." It's just that if you're sick, shouldn't you crawl over to take care of him? Maybe there's something wrong with it: "Did you notice that Feng Yu seemed easy to talk to at school, but he was so fierce when he saw him at home? Asking him not to eat, just standing there, looks more like a little follower than Shen Guangyao, how much it affects your gentle and sunny image, you look so amiable." Gu Cici said as he stretched out his hand to hug him , was restrained by the seat belt before giving up: "It is a galaxy."

Lu Zhiyuan laughed, "He's just not used to bland food."

"Tell me how I face Ms. Ye today..."

"..."

"I'm already calling you mom. I'll see you today. What if I can't speak? Do you want to practice?"

Lu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to comfort her and put it on the back of her hand: "Ms. Ye doesn't care."

Yes, Ms. Ye feels good about what she does. Surrounded by her eyes, Gu Cici seemed to have got everything. Gu Cici took a deep breath: "So let's call mom..."

(End of this chapter)