Quit pampering

Fu Yanlou nodded, "Yeah, it doesn't hurt."

Wen Ying clutched his clothes, "But I feel sorry for you, don't do this kind of thing again." She insisted on an answer, "Promise me."

Fu Yanlou agreed readily, "Okay, I promise you."

But when it comes to things that are good for Yingying, he will not hesitate at any time.

It's his fault.

She was so indulgent last night that she didn't hide it from Yingying, which made her shed a lot of tears.

Yingying's tears were the most precious. Ultimately, it was his fault.

Wen Ying finally smiled, soft and warm, "Are you busy at work today?"

"good."

In fact, there is a lot of work waiting for him to deal with.

Wen Ying's dependence on others was aroused again, "Then can you stay with me for a while longer."

"Okay." Fu Yanlou stroked her hair and gently massaged her scalp with his fingertips.

Wen Ying lay lazily on his shoulder, as if her bones had been taken away.

Wen Ying's eyelids gradually closed, feeling a little sleepy, and he fell asleep soon after.

"Yingying?"

The person in his arms made no sound or movement.

Fu Yanlou looked down and smiled to himself.

Assistant You received the message from Mr. Fu and walked quickly to the car.

"Fu——"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he received a warning look from Fu Yanlou.

Although he was clearly gentle and reserved, Assistant You smelled a hint of danger.

Assistant You immediately fell silent, his eyes were very polite. He glanced at the person in Mr. Fu's arms and immediately lowered his eyes. He thought to himself: He thought Mr. Fu and his wife were having a conflict, but he was overthinking it. They were clearly so in love.

Fu Yanlou whispered, "Drive back to Deep Water Bay."

The branch executives are still waiting for Mr. Fu's decision.

Assistant You knew that it would be useless to persuade Mr. Fu, so there was no need to persuade Mr. Fu. He obeyed Mr. Fu's instructions and drove out of the underground parking lot.

Archie and other bodyguards followed in their cars.

On the way back to Deep Water Bay, Wen Ying didn't even wake up.

Fu Yanlou carried Wen Ying back to the room on the second floor. During the period, Wen Ying woke up slightly. Fu Yanlou comforted her gently, and Wen Ying became quiet again. She lay obediently on the man's shoulder, so soft and delicate. The delicate Yingying is really full of love and affection.

Fu Yanlou put Wen Ying on the bed. Wen Ying opened her eyes and woke up, "Fu Yanlou."

Fu Yanlou looked into her confused eyes, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, "I'm here, just sleep well."

Wen Ying made a sound and closed his eyes.

After Wen Ying fell asleep, Fu Yanlou put her hands back into the silk quilt. In her dream, Wen Ying turned over and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping, revealing only a fair and delicate side face. .

Fu Yanlou leaned over and kissed her on the tender cheek before turning and leaving.

Outside the door, Assistant You waited quietly and respectfully handed over the work tablet.

Fu Yanlou took the tablet and walked downstairs.

Wen Ying woke up not long after sleeping.

The curtains were drawn, and light shone through the gaps in the curtains into the room, making it dim and dark.

Wen Ying used the remote control to open the curtains, and the not-so-blue sky of Hong Kong City came into view.

The beach in the distance was empty and not a soul could be seen.

Wen Ying called the servant.

"When did Fu Yanlou leave?"

The servant didn't pay attention and could only give an approximate time. Wen Ying asked again what ingredients were in the kitchen.

The servant answered the questions one by one.

Since moving to this wedding house, except for the usual servants who cook, if she occasionally picks a fight or has a late-night snack, Fu Yanlou cooks it himself. Wen Ying has never touched it, and Fu Yanlou doesn't want to point fingers at her. The little princess from the prosperous Hong Kong City cooks, so Wen Ying has never been in the kitchen.

Didn't Fu Yanlou think she didn't love him enough?

In the past, she went out of her way to learn cooking skills for Mr. Huo. She felt that it would be appropriate for her to cook at least more for Fu Yanlou than for Mr. Huo.

Isn’t it just cooking?

Although she couldn't make any delicious food, she wanted Fu Yanlou to see her sincerity.

As soon as Wen Ying put her feet back on the bed, she stepped on her shoes. She put on her shoes and walked out, "Come and help me. I have to cook today."

The servant who followed Wen Ying downstairs was a little panicked and advised, "Madam, you don't need to do anything. Just tell us what dinner you want. You don't have to cook it yourself. What if you get injured?"

Your husband will be heartbroken.

They are also to blame.

The servant wanted to persuade me again, but Wen Ying had already made up his mind, "How could it be hurt? I spent a lot of money to learn cooking skills from a chef before. I'm not that bad, and with you helping me, nothing will happen to me." "

"Mrs……"

"Today I'm going to make Fu Yanlou's favorite dish. What's the meaning of cooking it in the kitchen and cooking it myself? Stop talking and just ask someone to help me."

The servant smiled knowingly, "Okay, ma'am."

It turned out that the wife was cooking for her husband.

When they come here to work, they have only seen the husband cook for the wife, but they have never seen the wife cook for the husband.

They're quite happy to see it work.

It is said that the wealthy families in Hong Kong do not have true feelings and love. Wasn't that true before?

The deeds of Miss Wen Ying and the Crown Prince of Hong Kong City caused a great uproar in Hong Kong City, but in the end it ended dismally.

But now Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu are very different.

The kind of affection between people in front of others and behind others is really a benchmark of affection in Hong Kong circles.

Envy others.

Wen Ying rolled up her sleeves and took out all the ingredients she needed from the refrigerator.

With the help of the chef, Wen Ying cooked a sumptuous dinner.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Wen Ying took out her mobile phone and took a photo, then called Fu Yanlou.

The answer came quickly, "Yingying."

Wen Ying's voice couldn't help but be cheerful, "Fu Yanlou, are you off work?"

Fu Yanlou looked at the time and said, "It's time to get off work. On the way home."

"Ah, then where have you been?"

Fu Yanlou laughed slightly, "We'll be home in ten minutes."

"Oh, okay, then I'll wait for you." Wen Ying hung up the phone after saying that.

She took off her apron and stuffed it into the servant's hand, "Take care of this place. I'll go back to the room and take a shower. Don't let Fu Yanlou see it yet."

Oh, they know that the wife wants to give the husband a surprise.

Seeing his wife happily running upstairs, the servants all smiled in unison.

Wen Ying came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and opened the wardrobe to choose a dress.

Glancing at the black box placed in the corner, Wen Ying paused with her fingers. She had almost forgotten the gift from Jun Zhi. Wen Ying hesitated for a moment, withdrew her gaze, took off the short skirt on the hanging rod and put it on.

Wen Ying changed her clothes and went downstairs, just in time to see Fu Yanlou coming in from the outside, with the housekeeper following him.

The housekeeper took the wet handkerchief from Fu Yanlou and quietly retreated.

"Yingying."

Wen Ying trotted from the stairs to the living room, and happily threw herself into Fu Yanlou's arms. She raised her arms and hugged his waist. When she looked up at him, her eyes were bright, "Hubby, welcome home." "(End of chapter)