In foreign countries, Zheng Ran is also responsible for his daily life, in fact, he is not such a delicate person, but he feels that when there is someone with him, the feeling of life will be stronger.

"I have a number here, you can check it for me. Fang Zeyu tore off the post-it note from the side and wrote a string of numbers on it.

There is a desk calendar on the table, on which is Zheng Ran's handwritten dense itinerary, after Fang Zeyu came back from overseas, part of the work was handed over to him, the itinerary has been greatly changed, and the post-it notes were prepared by Zheng Ran for Fang Zeyu.

Fang Zeyu put the paper on Zheng Ran's face, and got up to get the dessert before Zheng Ran raised his hand to beat him. He doesn't care about food and vegetables, and his daily life is either to stay in a hotel or to be taken care of by Zheng Ran, so when he opened the refrigerator, he struggled to find two small cakes in a pile of colorful packaging.

"What are you eating?" Fang Zeyu turned around and asked Zheng Ran.

"I made crème brûlée and, on the other side, washed some fruit. Zheng Ran reminded.

In fact, he doesn't like the snacks made in the cake shop, and occasionally buys them once or twice just because he really doesn't want to make them himself. In fact, Fang Zeyu is not a picky eater, he will eat the meals he cooks anyway.

Zheng Ran helped Fang Zeyu hire a chef, but within a week, he was dismissed by Fang Zeyu, and he didn't dare to ask for all kinds of reasons, when he really had no choice, he fried a few side dishes casually, and Fang Zeyu was quite satisfied. Then he got out of control, and he almost became Fang Zeyu's housekeeper.

When Fang Zeyu returned to his seat with the pudding, he saw Zheng Ran frowning, looking at the string of numbers that were not so complicated and difficult to remember with a deep face.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zeyu leaned against the edge of the table and looked at Zheng Ran slightly sideways.

"I said this eldest young master, have you taken a fancy to this master again?" Zheng Ran raised his head and looked at him. And Shun

In fact, he was not surprised at all that Fang Zeyu knew someone, but looking at this number that was not familiar and could be remembered with a little thought, he felt a little strange.

"Xiao Zheng, can you put away your strange brain hole?" Fang Zeyu held up the small spoon in his hand, really wanting to knock his head, "Just tell me whose number this number is." ”

"The young master of the Liang family. Zheng Ran replied with certainty that he had seen him at the Li family not long ago, and his memory was quite clear.

"Who?" Fang Zeyu narrowed his eyes.

A person of Fang Zeyu's identity should have a certain understanding of the people of the major families, but he really hasn't paid much attention to this Liang family.

"Liang Jinglu. Zheng Ran dragged his chin and said in a flat tone, he wanted to know what this young master was in his mind day by day, in addition to making money.

"Who?" Fang Zeyu didn't have a trace of impatience, but he decided that if Zheng Ran couldn't speak clearly, he would beat him up.

"The one who is entangled with the two eldest ladies of the Li family!" Zheng Ran thought, if Fang Zeyu continued to ask, he would start beating him.

In fact, Fang Zeyu didn't know, Zheng Ran also knew that he either didn't know, or he was full of food, and when he suddenly got his skin, he had to grab someone to play with him.

Zheng Ran pasted the paper on the back of Fang Zeyu's hand, got up to check the soup that helped Xia He, Fang Zeyu followed him into the kitchen, looked at the bubbling casserole, and poked a chicken wing with the fork in his hand.

Zheng Ran turned off the fire and quickly closed the lid: "This young master, you don't have the bearing of the legendary young master at all, and besides, please go and clean up the dishes and chopsticks." ”