In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Yan Mu stayed in the Imperial Garden, still sleepy all day long, and when he was awake, he basically only had three meals a day.

Fu Chen was already in good health and returned to the company.

During the period when he was at home, although he had video conferences every day, Secretary Wen would also send some important documents to him for review, there was still a backlog of affairs.

Yan Mu slept until noon, and when he went downstairs, he saw Zhang's mother bringing out the boiled millet porridge in the kitchen.

"Didn't you say you won't drink porridge today?" Yan Mu helped her put the pot holder on the table.

Zhang's mother went back to the kitchen and took the thermos bucket out, and responded: "This is for the young master, millet porridge, nourish the stomach." ”

Yan Mu watched her carefully scoop the porridge spoonful by spoonful, during this time, she hadn't even left the gate of Mingyuan, speaking of which, she missed the days of doing some chores in the Fu family.

"Otherwise, I'll deliver it. Yan Mu took a step closer, his face full of anticipation.

Zhang's mother had just closed the lid of the thermos bucket, and immediately looked panicked when she heard the words.

"Young lady, this is not good, you are pregnant, and the young master has told you to take care of you. ”

Yan Mu frowned: "Mother Zhang, how can it be so exaggerated, there is no flood beast outside, I am always stuffy like this, it is really bad for my body." ”

Mother Zhang's face was relaxed, seeing that Yan Mu's attitude was firm, what she said was not unreasonable, and she called Fu Chen, and she could be regarded as responding.

I haven't been out for a few days, and it's the beginning of spring in Seoul, and the outside has begun to warm up.

Zhang's mother was still very uneasy and took a coat and scarf and gloves for Yan Mu, and saw that she was dressed well, so she could be regarded as reluctantly letting go.

Uncle Zhou's car was already waiting outside, and he quickly sent Yan Mu to Fu's.

Towering office building with an elevator stopping on the top floor.

On the entire top floor, in addition to the huge president's office in the east, there is also a departmental office that directly serves Fu Chen, where Yan Mu stayed before.

Yan Mu went straight inside, but happened to bump into Xiao Li, who was holding the documents and coming to the elevator.

The person who has always been the least kind of to see her, but today he swept away the cynicism of the past, and greeted her warmly before Yan Mu spoke.

"Yan Mu, why are you here, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you here to reinstate?"

"Ah, no, I'll give ......"

Yan Mu is not used to talking to her well, and some want to talk and stop.

Pear looked down at what she was carrying.

"Understood, it's a meal for the president, it's so caring. By the way, I heard that you left your job because you were pregnant, congratulations. ”

"Thank you. ”

Yan Mu showed a stiff smile, nodded his head and said goodbye, and walked inside.

Xiao Li looked at her back with a smile until the person disappeared around the corner, and the smile on her face immediately dissipated, and she snorted disdainfully.

"What to pretend, who knows whose seed is in the belly, see how many days you can be proud. ”

There was no one else in the president's room, Fu Chen sat at his desk and processed the documents, with a cold face.

Yan Mu gently pushed open the glass door, tiptoed over, approached the desk, and a cool rebuke sounded.

"Won't knock?"

Fu Chen's thick eyebrows knotted slightly, raised his head, looked at the comer, and instantly stretched out.

"Why did you come up alone, Uncle Zhou didn't accompany you?"

Yan Mu put the thermos box on the desk, and his voice was brisk: "Sent me downstairs, I didn't let him come up together." ”

Fu Chen's gaze fell on the thermos box for a while, and he quickly moved away quietly.

Yan Mu saw it in his eyes, and quickly lifted it, his face was clear: "Understood, desk." ”

"I'll come. ”

Fu Chen took the lunch box from her hand, bypassed the desk, naturally took her hand into the palm of his hand, and walked towards the restaurant inside.

A woman's voice sounded outside: "Ah Chen." ”

Ling Yuwei came in from outside, carrying a lunch box in one hand.

Yan Mu subconsciously wanted to break free of the hand holding her, but the man's palm suddenly became a little harder.

Only then did she react, and now the person in front of her was in the past.

Fu Chen looked at the people who came in outside the door, and his face turned a little colder.

"What are you going to do?"

Ling Yuwei approached gracefully, and after listening to his words, she seemed to be a little aggrieved and frightened.

"Mrs. Fu, you're here too. My uncle asked me to bring lunch to Ah Chen. ”

She said, raising her hand to put the lunch box on her desk.

Yan Mu took a step forward, blocked her hand, and looked at her lightly: "Don't put that, dirty." ”

This can be said to be a well-intentioned reminder, but the words of Yan Mu are also intentionally thorny.

"Mrs. Fu, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Ling Yuwei's eyes were stained with cowardice and innocence, she looked at Yan Mu, and then turned to Fu Chen.

The man's cold voice sounded: "I have always had a habit of cleanliness. ”

The implication is that it is dirty.

Ling Yuwei's hand froze in mid-air in embarrassment, and she lifted the lunch box back, her eyes rippling.

"Ah Chen's body has just recovered, I have to take care of my nutrition, I brought seafood porridge and chicken soup, as well as ......"

"My husband is allergic to seafood. ”

Yan Mu clasped her hands around her chest, saw Ling Yuwei hand the things in her hand to Fu Chen, took a step sideways, and blocked in front of Fu Chen.

Ling Yuwei's face turned pale and pale, and soon turned colorful.

She tried to restrain her anger, maintaining the gentleness on her face, and her face looked extremely strange.

Her voice was as calm as it could be, but there was a hint of gnashing of teeth.

"Mrs. Fu is really joking, Ah Chen, he was not allergic to seafood before. ”

"Started allergies yesterday. Yan Mu replied to her without hesitation.

The muscles at the corners of Ling Yuwei's mouth trembled, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"I know, Mrs. Fu doesn't like me, I really just came over to bring a meal to Ah Chen. ”

"I said that he can't eat seafood allergies, please help take it out, and don't send it slowly." ”

Ling Yuwei's tearful eyes turned to Fu Chen: "Ah Chen, I'm ......"

The man's cold gaze fell on her impatiently: "Didn't you hear clearly?"

"I know, I shouldn't have come, I'll go. ”

Ling Yuwei's tears fell, as if she had swallowed a great grievance, and walked out of the office.

The man behind him wrapped his big palm in front of Yan Mu's body, and gently hugged her.

His voice was hoarse and attached to his ears, with a little banter: "It's quite fierce." ”

Yan Mu walked around and looked up into his eyes very seriously.

"She's green tea, you're mine. ”

"Hmm. ”

The voice was a little blurry, and Fu Chen's cool lips gently pressed against her warm lips.

Yan Mu pushed him away in shame and annoyance.

"Eating, hating to death. ”

"Just brought a millet porridge?" Fu Chen entered the cubicle dining room, sat down and opened the insulated box.

Yan Mu patted his head.

"Ah, I forgot, Zhang's mother also made soup in the kitchen and asked me to bring it over. ”

"Little confused. ”

Fu Chen reached out and flicked her head, picked up the porcelain spoon and drank the porridge.

Yan Mu looked at him with guilt: "Why don't I go back and pick it up, it's definitely not enough for you to drink such a bowl of porridge, and you have to work in the afternoon." ”

"No, don't lose people again. ”

Yan Mu looked at him angrily: "How can I ......?"

There was a knock outside the door, interrupting her.