Busy CEO: Playboy at Midnight

Alan sent lu qian home.

Alan looked at lu qian in surprise. The light in lu qian's eyes was uncertain.

"Dear, president fu is here to see you."

Lu qian let out a sigh of relief and looked at Alan gently, "Honey, you're my boyfriend now. You should send me home."

Alan was stunned and shrugged. She didn't know how long this fake boyfriend would last.

"Alright, then get out of the car."

Lu qian pouted. Alan was indeed a girl's heart, yet he didn't know how to help her open the car door and carry her out of the car.

The two walked hand in hand, thinking that they might bump into fu liangchuan in a while. Lu qian was closer to ai lu and leaned against Alan's shoulder. They were as close as lovers in love.

Sure enough, the two of them had just walked back when they saw fu liangchuan standing outside the door. Seeing them coming back together, lu qian leaned against Alan's shoulder and smiled sweetly, fu liangchuan's heart ached as if it had been stabbed.

"Ceo fu, what a coincidence!" Alan greeted fu liangchuan first.

Lu qian glanced at fu liangchuan and then at Alan, "Honey, you're staying with me today." She naturally put her hand around Alan's neck, as if she was sick of him.

Alan smiled awkwardly and swallowed hard before mustering up the courage to take a look at fu liangchuan. Oh my god, if he could kill someone with that look, he would have become a piece of trash.

Fu liangchuan stared fixedly at the two of them, his cold and arrogant eyes were like an ice cellar. The temperature instantly dropped by several degrees, and Alan did not dare to look fu liangchuan in the eye, praying silently in his heart. Fortunately, the boyfriend he had found was not like fu liangchuan. Otherwise, he would have been able to enjoy the double heaven and ice anytime.

"President fu, we are going in. Please move aside."

Fu liangchuan looked at lu qian and smiled coldly, "You're wrong. We're going in. The one next to us can leave now."

The one next to him was talking about him.

Alan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at lu qian hesitantly, "How about..."

"You are my boyfriend, why should this man let you leave? Come in with me. Lu qian looked at Alan and winked at him. Sister, don't betray me now. Hold on.

Fu liangchuan sneered before Alan could speak, "He's your boyfriend. I'm your husband." After that, she walked to Alan's side and fiercely placed her hand on Alan's shoulder and pushed him.

Alan had no sense of resistance at all. In his heart, he still hoped that these two people could be together.

Husband? Lu qian sneered in surprise and looked at fu liangchuan from head to toe, "We're already divorced. Can you not be so shameless?"

"You can get married again after getting divorced."

"Dear, president fu may be looking for you for something urgent. I'll go back first. I'll be here tonight."

"You don't have to come over at night. Otherwise, why don't you come and have a try?" Fu liangchuan looked at Alan with a malicious expression, as if he was looking at a dead object.

This powerful aura made Alan choke on his breath. He looked at lu qian apologetically and turned to leave.

Alan rolled his eyes at fu liangchuan. He opened the door and walked in angrily.

This damned bastard actually scared Alan away.

"Qian qian, did you go to work?"

"Yes, I'm willing. Can you manage?" Lu qian lay on the sofa and turned on the tv to watch.

Whatever. It's just a question. She didn't expect to be choked by lu qian's casual reply.

Fu liangchuan paused for a while and looked at the dishes on the table. Mei qi was doing quite well, and they were all yu Alex Hua Tian's latest specialties.

"Are you satisfied with your lunch? I have some important business to attend to, so I didn't come back."

Lunch at noon.

Lu qian looked a little awkward. It was indeed yu Alex Hua Tian who had specially made the takeout food he had ordered.

However, this was something he was willing to give himself.

Lu qian did not reply. She was watching the tv seriously and was just in the middle of a food program to cook steaks. It didn't matter what she was watching, she just didn't want to talk to fu liangchuan.

Fu liangchuan watched as lu qian remained silent and focused on watching the tv. His gaze shifted to the tv and he frowned slightly. Did lu qian want to eat this for dinner?

Cooking steaks.

However, there seemed to be nothing left at home. Breakfast was only made with milk and fried eggs, and the ingredients for dinner... By the way, maggie could send them over.

Fu liangchuan picked up his phone and dialed maggie's number, "Send over the ingredients for the steak, including the steak."

"Ceo fu, is it ready to send it to you?" Maggie was a little surprised. Since when did president fu like to cook?

Fu liangchuan was watching the television as he spoke on the phone in a low voice, "No need. Just send the documents to the location I sent."

After hanging up the phone, fu liangchuan carefully watched the tv and remembered what he had done.

Finally figured out how.

Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang and maggie had already sent all the materials over.

Fu liangchuan brought the ingredients to the kitchen in satisfaction. Lu qian was a little surprised. What was this bastard trying to do?

After dividing the ingredients, he looked at the steak and started to move his hands.

Lu qian secretly stood up and stood outside the kitchen, secretly looking at fu liangchuan. He wanted to cook steak.

She turned back to take a look at the food program that had just been broadcasted and rubbed her fingers unconsciously.

Fu liangchuan only knew how to cook a few simple dishes. This was the first time he had done it. Be careful to get busy.

Lu qian ignored him and continued to lie on the sofa and watch the tv carefully. Occasionally, the sound of pots and bowls crashing in the kitchen sounded like an irregular piece of music, distracting lu qian's attention.

Half an hour later, there was a delicious smell of beef coming from the kitchen.

Lu qian was surprised. When did this man learn to cook?

Fu liangchuan looked at the cooked beef and lowered his head to take a whiff of it. The taste was good, but he didn't know how it tasted.

She picked up the bamboo chopsticks and tasted it. It was not bad, but it seemed that the salt was a little too salty.

Lu qian placed the steak on the dining table. While he was going to the kitchen to get some dishes, she sneaked a peek at it. The color was not bad, and it was appetizing.

It was just that no one had cooked for her for a long time, and she could not remember how long it had been.

One's days were either a simple bite for oneself or a little outside.

The last time she waited so comfortably for dinner, it seemed like she was still Mrs. Fu.

"Come and eat. This is the first time you've made it. How does it taste?"