Mr.Fu,Someone Steals Your Lover!

At night, Yang Shulan had no appetite.

"Are you upset with your stomach again?" Fu Jianjun saw that she didn't move the chopsticks very much, so he put them down.

Since the last time his wife had an accident, he tried to come back every day before dinner to accompany her to dinner.

"It's just that I can't eat it. All day long, it's just a few dishes. It's not fresh at all." Yang Shulan simply put down his chopsticks.

"Old lady, Miss Gu brought some of her porridge this afternoon, or I'll ask the kitchen staff to warm it for you. Would you like to have a try?" The housekeeper listened to her and suggested.

"The chef can't even mention my taste. What's her line?" Yang Shulan waved her hand.

"Not necessarily," Fu Jianjun replied. "You forget that the last time Mingjun came here to cook porridge, it seems that he learned Gu Yunjing's practice. How can my son be so impressed if she's not a good craftsman? "

"When did you look forward to Gu Yun?" Yang Shulan's heart has been blocked, listening to her husband so said, naturally not very happy.

"I'm just telling the truth. I can't just look at the surface." Fu Jianjun said, turning his head to the housekeeper, "you let the people in the kitchen warm the porridge and give us all a little taste."

"Yes." The housekeeper answered and ordered the kitchen.

"You're the one who led me out." Yang Shulan glared at her husband.

After a while, the porridge was warm and full.

Fu Jianjun picked up a spoon, scooped a little and put it into his mouth. The porridge melted in the mouth, accompanied by a light fragrance, which was very suitable for his taste.

"It's delicious. Try it." He said.

"That woman doesn't eat." Yang Shulan skimmed the beginning.

"Whatever you want, but the porridge is delicious." After finishing, Fu continued to eat.

After a while, he finished his own bowl of porridge in front of him.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat?" Looking at the porridge in front of his wife, he said, taking the porridge bowl, "don't waste it."

He picked up the spoon and prepared to eat.

Yang Shulan has never seen her husband so addicted to certain foods that she can't help but begin to be curious about Gu Yunjing's porridge.

She reached out and took back the bowl from her husband: "who told you I didn't eat it?"

As she spoke, she had already picked up a spoon and put a mouthful of porridge into her mouth. Porridge is very soft, but her taste buds are fully mobilized when she has no appetite.

"Don't you say you don't eat other people's food? It's cleaner than I am. " Looking at the bottom of his wife's atherosclerotic bowl, Fu Jianjun joked.

"What do you know? I just don't want to waste it. " Yang Shulan doesn't want to admit that she really likes the porridge prepared by Gu Yunjing.

Seeing her dead duck's stiff mouth, Fu Jianjun didn't say anything.

"Alas Yang Shulan sighed, then put down the spoon, "my heart is always up and down, the total feeling will happen something big like."

"You are worried ahead of time," Fu Jianjun replied. "You should know more about the character of my son than I do. No one can change the things he has made up his mind. You'd better take care of his affairs and let it go. "

"If I forget about other things, the key is that this matter is related to the future and destiny of Si Nian. Can I not be in a hurry?" In addition to sighing, Yang Shulan sighed.

"But is it something you can stop if you want to stop it?" Fu Jianjun saw the problem thoroughly.

"It's all your fault!" Yang Shulan thinks about it and blames her husband, "the son's stubborn temper is not inherited from you!"

"Come on, I'll blame you." Fu Jianjun didn't want to quarrel with her, so he got up and said, "I went to my study."

Yang Shulan couldn't get rid of her sorrow. Looking at the porridge in front of her, she got up and ran to the kitchen. She felt guilty and guilty: "is there any surplus of the porridge just now?"

"Back to the old lady, no more." The servant replied.

"Just two bowls?" Yang Shulan didn't believe it.

"Yes." The servant nodded seriously.

This Gu Yunxiang is really stingy enough. He only gives two bowls of porridge, which is too insincere. Yang Shulan walked out of the kitchen with regret.

It is rare to meet a porridge that can make her appetizer. If it is replaced by someone else, she will not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire her, but the key is Gu Yunxiang. Her strong self-esteem makes her not allow herself to pull down her face and ask for her.

…… 　…… 　……

In recent days, Fu Sinian has been flying to several countries to deal with foreign affairs. Coupled with the time difference, he and Gu Yunxiang have little time to call.

Every time Gu Yunjing talks to him, it's just a few words in a hurry. Across the distant country, she can hear his tiredness from his voice. Although she wanted to hold the phone and talk to her boyfriend on the phone like other ordinary women. She had a short family and told him everything, but she didn't do that because he was the president of a country and had a lot of affairs to deal with. She couldn't take up too much of his time, and she loved him very much,It is said that he can only sleep four or five hours a day on average.

Whenever this time, she would like to accompany him, even if nothing can help him, but can give him a hug when he is tired, ah. But she knew it was unrealistic. First of all, her father's body is still in conditioning and needs her to take care of her; secondly, she has to go to work. Although she did not aspire to be a strong woman, she still felt that women had to have a career of their own and could not be attached to men, even if Fu Sinian's family wealth was already beyond the national level. Endure to miss him, she still goes to work and work step by step every day, and then buys vegetables and cooks. If Fu Yihan was not taken to his ancestral home, she would pick him up for dinner. After eating, the little guy is naturally all kinds of cute and rolling around, so he doesn't want to go back. Gu Yunjing could not resist him, so he had to rely on him.

Later, when the little guy overheard Yang Shulan's praise for her porridge, she made the porridge in a variety of ways every day, and then asked the housekeeper to deliver it to her. She also specifically told him not to let Yang Shulan know that it was she who made it. She should only be a new cook in the kitchen.

Naturally, the housekeeper understood what she meant and did so.

Gu Yun looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally to Fu Sinian's return home.

Last night, she was so excited that she didn't sleep all night. She got up early the next morning and specially put on a light make-up for herself.

"Mommy, you miss Dad!" The little guy rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Don't talk nonsense about nothing." Gu Yunjing retorted with a red face.

"You adults don't always think that I am young, so I don't know anything. I know a lot!" The little guy retorted discontentedly, "for example, Mommy, the clothes you wear today are more beautiful than usual, and you have made up for the first time!"

"That's because I got up early today and had nothing to do, so I played." Gu Yunjing is a sophist.

"Well, my Lord, I always like to be duplicity." The little guy pretended to be a little adult and sighed.

"Devil!" Gu Yunjing was amused by his expression.

Fu Sinian's special plane arrived at the special airport at 10 a.m.

Because it happened to be the weekend, Gu Yunjing took the little guy there early.

But she waited left and right, half an hour later, but still did not see his special plane landing.

Oh, no, he's not in trouble again! Thinking of the last plane crash, Gu Yunjing's heart was raised again.

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