99 Billion Spoiled Marriage: Kisses in peace, my little sweetheart

The phone was soon connected. Over there, ye Qianzhi's voice sounded as weak as ever: "Hello, sister Xiaozhou..."

"Qianzhi, I heard from the Secretariat that you are ill. How are you? Does it matter?"

"No... no," said Ye Qianzhi, "it's not a serious disease, it's a physiological period. I feel stomachache, so I didn't go to work. Sister Xiaozhou, are you in the prosperous age now?"

Gu Wanzhou made a sound and focused on her body: "then you should drink more hot water and pay attention to rest. If you have anything, call me."

"Well, I see. Thank you, sister Xiaozhou."

Hang up the phone, Gu Wanzhou picked up the tea table in front of him, prepared milk tea for himself, and drank it slowly.

At this time, someone knocked at the door outside. It was Xiaotian of the Secretariat. He held a local express in his hand and said that the express was president Sheng.

Gu Wanzhou made a noise and asked ODA to put the express on the table.

Xiaotian put the express. When he was ready to go out, he also looked at the heat preservation bucket brought by Nanzhou. He couldn't help asking, "Mrs. Sheng, do you send lunch to President Sheng?"

Gu Wanzhou smiled and was in a good mood: "it's a bowl of chicken soup. Make it for the first time. Take you Sheng as a mouse first. If it's good, please drink it together next time."

After a while, ODA said, "Mrs. Sheng, you chicken soup..."

Gu Wanzhou looked at her: "what happened to my chicken soup?"

The lid of the heat preservation barrel is screwed tightly. Can the smell float out?

ODA seemed to have made a great determination: "Mrs. Sheng, you chicken soup, I'm afraid you'll hit a car with others if you're not careful."

"What do you mean?"

"In recent days, Xiaoye seems to be fascinated by cooking and often makes food for Sheng and us..."

With that, Xiaotian wiped his body back, went to Sheng Yu's desk, picked up the express, pointed to the sending address above and showed Gu Wanzhou:

"Look, the address above is Xiaoye's address. I don't even have to guess that it's lunch. Xiaoye is about to contract president Sheng's lunch."

Gu Wanzhou felt a bang in his head, as if something suddenly exploded.

If a woman cooks for a man frequently, what can be the reason?

Probably love.

After Xiaotian left, Gu Wanzhou couldn't help but open Sheng Yu's express.

Sure enough, there was a heat preservation bucket and a card with eight words: eat well and work well.

There is also a smiling face at the bottom. The signature is three words: small leaf.

Open the heat preservation bucket. There are white seared shrimp, minced garlic, broccoli, lamb with scallion, sweet and sour ribs, and a share of rice

Gu Wanzhou's breath was slightly stagnant. These four dishes are what Sheng Yu likes to eat and hot.

As a wife, she hasn't seriously cooked him a lunch.

It was almost one o'clock when Sheng Yu came in from the outside.

When I came back, the office was empty and there were two insulated buckets on the tea table.

At this time, Gu Wanzhou had arrived downstairs at Ye Qianzhi's house.

Now, the house where ye Qianzhi lives is also an industry under Sheng Yu's name. It is not far from Shengshi group. Gu Wanzhou also knows that the house price here is not too much to describe with an inch of land and gold.

She took the elevator upstairs, reached out and rang the doorbell. No one answered.

Gu Wanzhou called Ye Qianzhi again, but no one answered.

She was a little confused. Did she remember wrong? Not this address?

When she was stunned, the elevator door behind her opened, and ye Qianzhi came out of the elevator with two bags of meat and vegetables in her hand