Wife does not go on the road: rely on the guardian

As usual, he was very casual, flipping through the financial newspapers delivered every morning, analyzing some information, although Feng Qianyu was also eating, even though the newspapers were flipping loudly!

But in fact, his mind was no longer on the newspaper, not on the breakfast, his eyes, clearly through the newspaper, were firmly locked on her who was eating quietly!

She is so quiet!Quiet makes him feel unreal, and quiet makes him feel scared!

"Hehe, you, don't worry, my parents are reluctant to kill you..."

He didn't pay much attention to what Yan Qianhua said next, because she, who was across the table, had already pushed away the plate and stood up! [

"Sister-in-law Wang, I'm full. Thank you. Today's breakfast is as delicious as usual. I'm going to school!"

"...Miss, you... it's still early, let me make you an ice pack first?"

"No, I'm fine, Mrs. Wang, I'm leaving!"

She left the dining table, walked to the locker, took out her schoolbag, changed her shoes, and was ready to go to school!

When passing by his side, she struggled a bit, but she insisted on not opening her mouth...

And although Feng Qianyu had already expected that she would not speak to her, but when this really happened, when she saw her pass by him, she left without even looking at him, and saw Junjie following her together After going out, he was not used to this switch!

Yes, not used to it, really not used to it at all!

Everything today is different from usual!Completely out of the usual pattern!

"Junjie...wait a minute!"

"Master?"

Already at the gate, Zhang Junjie, who went out with Han Beibei, stopped and looked at Feng Qianyu in confusion!

"You take a rest today, I will send her to school!"

"...Yes, master!"

The boss's order is always the biggest and irresistible, and you can rest for half a day, so why not do it for Zhang Junjie?

When Yan Qianhua heard what Feng Qianyu said, she was slightly stunned, but then she lowered her head and started eating her breakfast!

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