I was spoiled by the boss

Chapter 140 Have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a wife?

As soon as he said these words, the man's expression suddenly relaxed a little, even with a hint of gentleness.

He coughed slightly, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Then he let out a slight snort from his nose, and he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, "I'll go downstairs to eat noodles first."

After saying that, he walked out of the room very quickly.

Nan Zheng looked at his back and couldn't help laughing. Is this still their boss?But with just one sentence, I can walk happily with the same hands and feet! ?
Bei Fa's eyes twitched when he saw it, and he glanced at him with his eyes back, his seriousness remained the same.

"You dare to talk to the boss about these things casually. If there is a misunderstanding, you will suffer the consequences."

Nan Zheng glared at him when he heard this: "What misunderstanding? This is an obvious fact, okay? Only you straight men can't see it!"

"Are you crooked?"

"...I'm just smarter!"

downstairs.

Song Yu prepared the ingredients and watched Zhang Ma cook. Zhang Ma was very good at cooking and moved quickly. Two bowls of shredded pork noodles were cooked quickly, with both color and aroma.

Add a piece of poached egg on top of the noodle soup to increase your appetite.

Zhang's mother thought of something, looked back at Song Yu and said, "The noodles are almost ready. Madam, can you help me go upstairs and ask Assistant Qin to come down for dinner? I'll finish up here."

Song Yu refused after hearing this and said in a calm tone, "I'll finish it off. I'll go to the room to eat."

Zhang Ma blinked, looked up at her, and smiled, "Did Madam have a fight with Assistant Qin?"

Song Yu was stunned, looked at Zhang Ma, and then pursed her lips.

"There's no quarrel, we just need to keep the proper distance. I'm Mr. Sheng's wife, so I shouldn't have too much contact with Assistant Qin." After hearing this, Zhang Ma opened her mouth and didn't know how to refute!
"Ahem, what's the point? It's not a feudal society anymore. Assistant Qin is a very good person, and so is Mr. Sheng."

"I know, it's just..." Song Yu smiled lightly, feeling a little embarrassed, "But does Assistant Qin have the right to come in and out of Sheng's house at will? It didn't matter before, but now that I live here, it's not good for him to come over frequently. Can Uncle Zhang drive? Can I let him be my driver in the future? I will calculate the money for him separately... This way I don’t have to take Assistant Qin’s car back every time. I don’t want to... see him. "

Every time she saw him, she felt stressed, and her heart was like a fried egg, torturing on both sides.

On the one hand, she feels guilty towards her nominal husband who is bedridden, and on the other hand, he approaches without reservation...

Zhang Ma pursed her lips and was silent for a while. She was about to say something, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a man standing at the door at some point, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.

There was a hint of anger in his deep eyes, as if it would burst out at any time.

She quickly lowered her head and said respectfully: "Assistant Qin."

It's over, it's over, I originally wanted to bring them together to reconcile, but now it's even more serious!

Song Yu was stunned when she heard the voice. She turned around and looked at the man standing at the door. She felt a little guilty, but she still kept her expression strong.

Qin Shen's sinister eyes stared at her motionlessly, and his voice was extremely cold, "Oh, you don't want to see me?"

My heart seemed to have been stabbed hard by something.

Song Yu was caught off guard by his gaze, which seemed to be cannibalistic. She quickly turned her face away and reached for the bowl of noodle soup.

"I don't want to see you, shouldn't I? Give way, I want to go out."

She walked straight to the door, but her wrist was grabbed hard by the man. The soup noodles in her hand shook and the hot soup spilled out.

With a "bang", a bowl of noodle soup hit the ground, as if it hit people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)