Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 130 Did You Know
Jun Group, in the office.

A pair of gauze-wrapped hands danced on the keyboard like a smart dancer. Those flexible movements coupled with heavy gauze made it a little weird no matter how you looked at it.

If Yan Ruoxue were here, she would be very surprised. In the morning, her hands were so clumsy that she couldn't even hold a spoon. After only a few hours, she was able to remove the plaster cast and wantonly 'dance' on the keyboard.

After a long time, the sound of keys stopped, and Jun Wuyong raised his hand and pressed his temple wearily.

Looking across the sofa, Jun Wuyong frowned a little irritably, looking around, he was the only one in the huge office.

Obviously he is always alone in the office...

In an empty office, he works alone. After all these years, he should have gotten used to it.

However, today, after he walks into the office alone, he can't control his eyes to look in the direction of the sofa, feeling an inexplicable loss in his heart, and then he will look around unwillingly, the loss in his heart turns into irritability, Then, force yourself to work, and when you are tired, look at the sofa again, and repeat.

Opening the drawer, he took out a pack of cigarettes skillfully, pulled out one, lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke rings, the irritability in his heart eased a little.

This morning was the same as yesterday, Xueer took care of him to get up, wash, eat breakfast, and go to work.

However, after he got in the car, Xueer stood there and refused to go to work with him. He deliberately stretched out his hands in plaster in front of her, but she still didn't change her mind.

She said, 'I'm sleepy and want to go home and catch up on sleep. '

He knew clearly that 'recovering sleep' was just an excuse for her, but he couldn't bear to refuse.

When the car started, he felt inexplicably lost.

When I was working, the beauty when she was with him yesterday, and the struggle when she whispered his name and said 'no' last night, and when she smiled and called 'Jun Zhan' in her sleep The sound, and occasionally flashed her gentle appearance when she smiled and took care of him... Various images and sounds flashed alternately in his mind, layer upon layer, and these images and sounds in memory easily affected his emotions. emotions, thoughts.

Suddenly there was a burning sensation in his hand, Jun Wuyong came back to his senses, lowered his head, stared at the cigarette butt on his fingertips, and let the cigarette butt burn...

After a long time, Jun Wuyong slowly closed his eyes, and a drop of crystal water overflowed from the corner of his eyes, and he murmured hoarsely, "Why do you treat me well? Even...you ignore me like before, It's okay to hate me..."

No one answered Jun Wuyong's words in the quiet office, the low voice gradually drifted into the air.

After a long time, Jun Wuyong opened his eyes, carefully picked up the photo frame at the side, and carefully traced Yan Ruoxue's face in the photo with his fingertips.

"You know, if you're like this... I can't help but drag you down to hell..."

The deep voice seemed to be warning the people in the photo, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

At this time, Yan Ruoxue, who was 'warned', was sitting in front of the computer, concentrating on studying the core program of the phone.

Although she had some understanding of electronic technology in her previous life, it is still very difficult for her, a non-professional, to completely restore the most advanced mobile phone operating system.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Ruoxue inserted the newly made CPU into the semi-finished mobile phone model with great anticipation, and had a boot experience.

Simple to almost boring desktop, slow response speed, tried a few basic programs, although the calculation speed was still slow, but at least there was no error, inserted the phone card, Yan Ruoxue began to try to connect to the Internet...

"Zi..."

After a soft sound, smoke rose from the mobile phone model in Yan Ruoxue's hand, and the faint smell of burnt rubber wafted in the air.

"Hey……"

Yan Ruoxue pursed her lips, glanced at the time under the computer, and began to tidy up the things on the desktop.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ruoxue cheerfully went to the kitchen to prepare a loving lunch.

Compared with career, Uncle Nine is the most important!
Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the mobile phone is made or not, Uncle Jiu's love lunch must be successful.

Start the pot, heat up the oil, put the cut vegetables into the pot in order, add seasonings, and stir fry... Yan Ruoxue methodically prepared the dishes that she had planned before.

After all the stir-fried vegetables were out of the pan, Yan Ruoxue took out the insulated lunch box she bought earlier, filled it with rice, and decorated it with chopped vegetables by the way. After thinking about it, Yan Ruoxue fried another heart-shaped egg.

Put the three freshly fried dishes into different grids. In the largest grid, use fruits, vegetables, and boiled shrimp to spell out an 'abstract' pattern of Little Red Riding Hood, cover the lid, and put them into the bamboo basket.

When the lid of the casserole was opened, the rich smell of chicken soup came to the face instantly. After Yan Ruoxue took a sip, she put the chicken soup into a thermos bucket and put it in a bamboo basket.

After calling the driver and making an appointment, Yan Ruoxue emphatically emphasized not to tell Uncle Jiu.

Thinking of how surprised and happy Uncle Jiu was when he saw her for a while, Yan Ruoxue was in a great mood humming a little tune to change clothes and put on makeup.

About 10 minutes later, Yan Ruoxue saw the car that took Uncle Jiu to and from get off work every day.

The car drove out of the community smoothly, and while waiting for the light, the middle-aged driver, who usually seldom spoke, said to Yan Ruoxue, "Since Miss came, Mr. smiled more than before."

Hearing this, Yan Ruoxue tilted her head slightly in doubt, "Really?"

Except for the time when they first met, Uncle Jiu basically had a slight smile on his mouth, but in her memory, she had never seen him without a smile.

"In the past, Mr. was very silent and serious." As he spoke, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror, smiled, and said, "Mr. is a very good person. If Miss can live with Mr. for a lifetime, she will be very happy. "

silence?serious?In Yan Ruoxue's mind, she imagined Uncle Jiu's serious face...

Yan Ruoxue touched the bamboo basket in her hand and said, "How long have you been with him?"

"More than four years."

Hearing this, Yan Ruoxue suddenly became interested, "Do you know what he usually likes? Or what hobbies does he have?"

"I am not very sure."

Although Yan Ruoxue was a little disappointed that she didn't get the answer she wanted, she didn't care too much.

For one thing, the driver is mainly responsible for picking up and dropping off Uncle Jiu, so he doesn't necessarily know his preferences.

Second, this issue is a bit private. For the protection of the employer, the driver may not tell him even if he knows it.

The driver saw the little girl hanging her head through the rearview mirror, looking very sad. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Mr. seems to like kittens and puppies. Was it four years ago? Mister would occasionally buy some pet food and feed some strays." Cats, stray dogs, for a while, Mr. went to many pet stores, but, for some reason, Mr. did not buy any pets.”

(End of this chapter)