Honey: please be careful, hubby

"Yes, I ate it!"

"What did you eat? Where did you eat it?"

Nanfeng Language is really strange. Does he still care about such things? If that's the case, then she can just say it.

"Forget it. You can eat wherever you like, and I don't care."

Sweat!

Nanfeng Language really didn't know what to say. Since it had nothing to do with him, he was still asking.

"Go, clean up the bathroom."

Nanfeng Language looked at him and didn't forget to remind him, "Mr. Yung, a week has passed. I don't have to clean the bathroom anymore."

"Really?"

"That's right."

"Do you have a problem with me letting you clean now?"

"No."

"Why don't you hurry?"

South Wind looked at the time. Fortunately, it was only nine o' clock. It was only eleven o' clock after cleaning. It would be enough to go to bed.

"After cleaning the bathroom, you go wash my things. Do you hear me?"

With that said, the man left from this side, giving Nanfeng Language no chance at all.

What the hell? Isn't it just going out for a while? Did she really have no human rights? Besides, if Ceng Xiaomei really had something, wouldn't he have lost a talent below him? Really.

Nanfeng Language cleaned up the bathroom and washed her things. It took her two and a half hours to get back to her room. She never expected it to be more than twelve o' clock. She wanted to cry.

The door was opened at this moment.

Originally, she thought that Gong Yuyun was torturing people again. She was so scared that she shrank into a ball, but when she saw that it was Xia Zihan, she gradually relaxed.

"Zi Han, are you still awake?"

"I stayed here all day. I didn't mean to go to bed during the day, so I'm not sleepy for a while. I came to see you. I didn't delay your sleep."

Of course, Nanfeng Language could not say that the other party delayed him, so he had to say, "No."

"Don't worry, I won't hold you up for long. I just want to say something."

"What is it?"

"It's about Mr. Yung."

Mr. Yung?

Xia Zihan continued, "Do you know? Mr. Yung didn't have dinner today."

"No dinner?"

Although this kind of thing made Nanfeng Language feel very strange, but it was Mr. Yung's business after all. If he didn't want to eat, he didn't want to eat. What was the use of telling himself? Did she still cook it for him?

Who knew what Xia Zihan was going to say next: "The reason he didn't have dinner was because he was waiting for you. By the time you called, we were all done eating. He was the only one who hadn't eaten yet. He asked what was on your phone and didn't say anything else. He was just waiting there."

When you came back, I looked at the time. It was 8: 30. It was probably after he came back from work. He just sat there and waited for you until you came back. Later, I paid special attention. Ma uncle said he was preparing food for him, but he insisted on not eating it."

Nanfeng Language was a little confused and said, "What is he waiting for me to eat? Will he stop eating if I don't come back?"

Xia Zihan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Even you don't know. How would I know?"

It's amazing.

Nanfeng Language really didn't understand.

"Anyway, I'm here to talk to you about something like this. After I'm done, I'm going to leave. Have a good rest. I have to go to work tomorrow!"

When Xia Zihan left here, Nanfeng Language was thinking about Gong Yuyun, but he couldn't think of anything and went to bed.

The next morning, when he saw Gong Yuyun in the restaurant, Nanfeng Language wanted to ask him why he didn't eat last night, but after thinking about it, he wouldn't tell him. If he wanted to, he would have told him last night.

Well, she might as well not ask.

When she came to the unit, she heard some people talking about it. She also joined in and said, "What happened?"

"We heard that Mr. President invited the senators to dinner last night, but Mr. Yung didn't."

Gong Yuyun didn't go?

South Wind thought of something. Last night, he not only didn't go, but also waited for a long time.

But why didn't he go and wait for him at home?

"Didn't that offend Mr. President? We were about to change the presidency, and Mr. Yung was the best candidate. Would everyone think that he's the next president anyway, but he doesn't care about anything?"

"It's very possible, and there's the vice president. They're all watching. It's very influential that Mr. Yung didn't go at such a critical moment."

"Well, if that's really why I didn't become the next president, I really think it's a pity."

"Yes, if Mr. Yung becomes the next president, even the people here with us can be promoted."

Nanfeng Language returned to his position, puzzled.

When Ceng Xiaomei came over, he said, "Little Language, what happened to the first bucket of gold you got here?"

Instead of answering immediately, she looked at her and said, "Why are you here? Why aren't you resting at home? I was going to ask for leave for you!"

"Oh, there's no need to ask for leave. It's just a scratch. It's okay."

Then he sat down and said,

"I asked you out yesterday, but you didn't go out. To be honest, what did you do with your first bucket of gold?"

South Wind smiled and said, "I don't have anything. I just saved it."

"Wow, no way. Don't you have anything you want to buy? Like clothes?"

Ever since I came here, I have to work in formal clothes. Even during the two days of rest, I was basically at Gong Yuyun's house. How could I wear anything? Even if I did, who would I show it to?

Wait a minute!

She remembered what she said she was going to do after she got the first bucket of gold.

Treat Gong Yuyun to dinner!

"Oh my god!"

Nanfeng Language suddenly stood up. Everyone else in the office looked at her, looking confused.

Ceng Xiaomei also looked at her and said, "Little Language, what are you doing?"

"I, I forgot one thing."

"What is it?"

But that's not right. If gong yu has such a thing in mind, why doesn't he say it? Yes, she will ask him.