"I never work overtime. Fu Chen responded to her indifferently.

This is the truth, he has always been extremely efficient, and his work and rest have always been regular, and he has never had the habit of procrastinating his working hours.

Yan Mu chuckled, noncommittal, and got into his car after leaving the company.

The shadow of the tree outside the window quickly retreated, and she suddenly realized that she had only been in the second co-pilot.

There is also one, which is my father's car.

And now the one sitting next to her makes her never have the chance to sit in the co-pilot seat before.

I lost my mother and brother at the age of five, and I was too young at that time, but I didn't have much of an impression other than that fear.

In the past 20 years, the love and indulgence she has truly felt deeply has only come from her father.

Some hatred, the deeper you bury it in your heart, the more it will take root and grow into a towering tree.

Just like now, she suddenly had an urge to take a knife and put it against the throat of the person next to her.

Yan Mu looked back with a flattering smile in his eyes.

"Husband, do you say that you will be like this when you are pregnant, you want to eat this at one time, and you want to eat that at one time?"

Fu Chen understood the meaning of her words, and responded: "What do you want to eat?"

Yan Mu leaned closer to him, his eyes fell on the hand he was on the steering wheel, and suddenly reached out and attached his knobby fingers.

Fu Chen's face was slightly gloomy, and he immediately held the steering wheel with his other hand, and the hand she possessed was turned over and held her.

There was a hint of reproach in his voice: "Drive, don't make trouble." ”

Yan Mu's eyes were empty for a while, looking at the endless traffic in front of him, if he could really have a car accident like this, maybe it would be a hundred.

She frowned slightly, with coquettishness: "Stingy, just kidding, I heard that Master Yuan from Yunjiang Building has returned to Seoul and wants to eat the vegetarian roast goose he made." ”

Master Yuan is indeed the Seoul who just returned today, Fu Chen raised the corners of her lips slightly, her nose is really smart.

But he has long since retired from being a cook, and now he lives in the suburbs.

Not to mention that it was too disturbing to find someone to cook in the past so late, even if people are willing to do it, it will have to be delayed for a long time after such a long trip.

Fu Chen glanced sideways at her expectant face, but he couldn't bear it.

"Do you have to eat today? Otherwise, I'll ask Mama Zhang to cook you two good dishes in the evening, and I'll go over tomorrow." ”

Yan Mu didn't want to give up, he stretched out his hand to shake his arm, and his voice was quite reasonable: "No, I'm going to eat today, you treat me badly, and you can't treat the baby badly." ”

"I'm afraid of you, I'll send you back first, and I'll be cheeky to go over. ”

Fu Chen finally responded, his voice was full of connivance, and his heart was warm because of the sentence "baby".

Yan Mu smiled until her eyebrows crooked: "Thank you, husband, my husband is the best." ”

She turned her gaze out the window, but for a moment, her face was indifferent.

Fu Chen drove the car to the Imperial Garden, watched Yan Mu enter, and then turned around and drove out of the city.

Chef Yuan is a good cook, but his temper is not very good.

The dishes in his hands are rare for ordinary people to get, but because he has a deep personal relationship with Fu Yuanshan, Fu Chen's face is still sold.

Therefore, Fu Chen can only make a trip in person, and it is exactly this that he is accurate.

This trip back and forth, plus the time to greet and cook, will take more than two hours at the earliest.

Fu Qingshan told her the approximate location of the secret room in Fu Chen's study during the day, but he only said that he didn't know how many things were in it and what the password was.

Yan Mu didn't delay for a moment, went upstairs directly after entering the door, and turned into the study.

The servants are downstairs, and the upstairs is quiet.

But she slowed down, went in and closed the door behind her.

Remove the bookshelves first, and the layers are full of books.

Worried that it would make too much noise, and that the books would fall, she could only move the bookshelf in a small arc.

It took a lot of time just to move this.

I was afraid that someone would come in, but I knew that it was just too much to worry about.

The maid cleans the study in the morning, because Fu Chen often stays here for a while at night, so whether he is or not, the maid will never enter here at night.

Removing the bookshelf, Yan Mu reached out and took down a mural.

As Fu Qingshan said, the password input box was revealed, and the entire wall was the same color, and there was no way to see that there would be a secret room door in this location.

Fu Chen's birthday, her own birthday, and some numbers that she thought would be important to him, entered them one by one, but they were all wrong.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, and a number suddenly appeared in his mind.

She couldn't remember where she saw it for a while, but she always remembered that the number seemed to be something she had seen Fu Chen press.

When she pressed that number, she suddenly regretted it.

It's just a fleeting thing, and there is not much basis.

What's more, she suddenly realized a problem, the password of the door may be set to enter the number of times, and if this is wrong, it may be completely locked or even sound the alarm.

There was a sudden "click" in her head, but she heard a soft sound in disbelief, and then a large door-shaped wall opened in front of her.

How is it possible that this inexplicable number is really a password?

Yan Mu endured the snickering joy and hurried in.

It has space for about four or five people, which is not cramped, but it is not spacious.

A bookshelf stacked with papers, and a small locked cabinet.

As Fu Qingshan said, anything that can be put in it will naturally be very important confidential documents.

She doesn't know how to distinguish, and she doesn't have a memorable memory, but with her mobile phone, she can take pictures first, and then let Fu Qingshan see what is important.

Anyway, if you know the password, you can sneak in again in the future.

Yan Mu's palms were full of sweat, and he wiped it vigorously before carefully taking down the documents from the bookshelf, and was about to shoot when the door opened suddenly.

Her whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant, her heart suddenly kicked to her throat, and she listened to the familiar sonorous footsteps approaching.

How could it be, he obviously went outside the city, and he lied to her?

Another footstep followed.

Go out, no, definitely can't go out.

Yan Muxin was sideways, walked over quickly, and simply closed the door of the secret room.

When it was closed, she suddenly reacted, it was useless, and the bookshelves outside had not been reset.

The cramped space was dark, her hands clenched into fists, her breathing getting heavier and heavier, feeling like a criminal waiting to be punished.

Fu Chen walked to the desk, opened the drawer, took out the cigarette case, knocked out a cigarette, dragged the office chair and sat at the door of the secret room.

The door of the study was closed, and there were two people in the room, him and Uncle Zhou.

The cigarette lit, a little scarlet flashing between his fingers, and he took a deep breath and looked up at the time.

"Uncle Zhou, you say, how long will it take to suffocate to death if you stay in such a small secret room?"