President proudly spoils the petty wife

When it was time for dinner, Fu Ziyan rushed over with two meals already prepared. After the work and rest time of the biological clock, he could not sleep for a long time.

Moreover, he wanted to meet Wenquan Creek, but he was happy. He had been happy for a long time. Where did he get the mood to sleep?

Because Wenquan Creek has finished work, I just wait silently for Jingming to deliver dinner. I eat too early in the morning, and my stomach has begun to growl with hunger.

When Fu Ziyan came with two meals, she remembered that Fu Ziyan also brought her a meal.

Her original idea was to honestly tell Shan Jiang that accepting Fu Ziyan's kindness was equivalent to making amends to him. As a result, after being called to film, Wenquan Creek didn't remember. Her brain capacity was relatively small.

"Stream." Fu Ziyan only saw Wenquan stream in his eyes. He saw her the first time he came in, instead of looking at Su Mengmeng who was filming, and she was still reading her lines.

"Shh..." Wenquan river made a quiet gesture. When filming, the studio usually kept quiet. Fu Ziyan's sentence attracted a lot of disdainful eyes.

Fortunately, he didn't come for the first time, or he would be killed.

Fu Ziyan felt everyone's eyes and knew that his just move was wrong. He quickly whispered an apology to the humanity around him and strode to the side of the hot spring department.

"Brother Ziyan, why did you come so early? Mengmeng hasn't finished the play yet!"

It's just that when she hasn't finished the play, the two of them will have enough time to get along without being disturbed by others. When Su Mengmeng heard that she was filming at noon, she came here at noon.

"It's all right. Wait. Do you want to have dinner first? I brought two, one for you and one for her." I'm afraid Wenquan Creek will take care of Su Mengmeng, so I specially said I brought two.

"Let's wait for her." although I'm very hungry, it's not good. People come to deliver food to their girlfriend. Your girlfriend hasn't eaten it yet. People who don't know think you don't know how to read people's faces.

"Baby, I'm really sorry this morning. I was too tired yesterday." he wanted to try whether he left a bad impression in the heart of Wenquan Creek.

"It should be said that I'm sorry. I blame you indiscriminately." the expression of Wenquan river is written on his face. Fu Ziyan sees that Wenquan river is blaming himself. That's what he wants.

"Come on, have dinner. You are different and don't conflict. When she finishes shooting, I'll send it to her." he said that he had taken out all the meals and opened them one by one and put them in front of the hot spring bath.

When Wenquan stream hesitated, Jing Ming also came in with food. He was the authentic person who abandoned his job to deliver food to Wenquan stream.

"I'm sorry, Miss Wen. There was a traffic jam on the road just now. Am I late?" he explained the reason to Wenquan Creek ten minutes later than yesterday.

Shan Jiang, the crazy devil who dotes on his girlfriend, always tells him not to be late when he delivers dinner, saying that he must eat when the hot spring stream arrives.

It was such a small matter that it was said to have become a national event, which made him panic.

"No, it's just time for dinner." Wenquan Creek didn't say hello to Shan Jiang in advance. Suddenly Jingming saw it, which was a little embarrassed.

If you make a small report to him, she will be unlucky that night. Alas, it's embarrassing.

"Mr. Shan told me to let Miss Wen finish the meal. The menu made by Mr. Shan himself has balanced nutrition and can maintain Miss Wen's energy all afternoon."

Looking at this situation, Mr. Shan should have met a rival in love, but he still can't forget his mission. If he takes the food back intact, he won't be able to get it this month.

He is not a boss, but a working class. There are old people in the upper class and small people in the lower class. He can't afford to offend.

"I've prepared the food for my baby, and the nutritional matching is not bad, so I don't bother you to put it again." but he's just a worker, and Fu Ziyan doesn't pay attention to him.

"I'm just responsible for delivering meals. Of course, I have to do my duty..."

Jingming always walks sideways in Hager. Even if he meets tricky people, he doesn't dare to embarrass him. Especially after following Shan Jiang, his temper grows day by day.

A dignified assistant to the president, who doesn't eat at noon every day, comes to deliver dinner to the president's girlfriend. He is already very oppressed. It's not easy to send him to the door. As long as Fu Ziyan says one more word, he will kill him.

Whether he is his brother or not, if something really happens, Shan Jiang will certainly stand on his side. After all, he is helping him fight against his rival.

"I didn't say I didn't eat. Just now I disliked that brother Ziyan brought too little. Jingming, you're here. Thank you."

Looking at their tit for tat two people, it's not good to refuse either side. Wenquan Creek rubbed her forehead in distress. She just wanted to have a quiet meal.

In order not to let them quarrel, wenquanxi took Jingming's lunch box by herself. Fortunately, she has a big appetite. It should be no problem to eat more than half.

Jingming was in a cold sweat. Is there really less three dishes and one soup? Although he knows that Wenquan Creek has always had a big appetite, it's not so big, is it?

Seeing that Wenquan Creek has put all the meals in order and has a big appetite, Jing Ming has to believe that he has seen the appetite of Wenquan West.

"Ziyan, you're coming." Su Mengmeng saw Fu Ziyan as soon as she finished work and hurriedly ran towards him.

"HMM." looking at Su Mengmeng's infatuated appearance, Fu Ziyan flashed a trace of disgust, but he chose to respond in order not to destroy his image in Wenquan Creek's mind.

He doesn't want to ask again in the morning. His girlfriend must know the general situation, rather than suspecting him casually because of a small thing, and running to tell others to lose his face.

"Mengmeng, come to dinner, it's cold." Wenquan Creek looked at the food on a table and wanted to shout Shen Yunsi, but Jingming was there, so let's forget it.

Even if she has a good appetite, she is not a pig. After a rough count, plus Su Mengmeng's share, they have nine dishes and three soups. Pigs eat less than this.

"Ziyan, don't you eat?" Su Mengmeng didn't even look at the meals. She was only worried about whether Fu Ziyan came to send them meals to eat or not.

"Don't worry, I've already eaten it." Fu Ziyan said gently. He did eat it and had it with breakfast.

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