Sue looked at the time.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

"It's been this time, and it's raining so hard, it doesn't seem necessary to go out to eat." She thought about it as she spoke, and looked back at the kitchen: "I originally wanted to go to the United States for a few days, so I didn't have any other ingredients at home except for instant noodles that I could keep. I eat instant noodles, and if you eat it too, I can add a ham to you for the sake of your boyfriend five years ago. Da"

Zhuo Yanbei frowned.

I don't know if it's because she plans to take him to eat instant noodles or because of the boyfriend from five years ago, she just didn't see it and turned around to boil water.

A few minutes later, Su Hao took out two instant noodles that had been brewed with hot water, put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and took two magazines and covered them on the bucket of instant noodles, just waiting for the noodles to be soaked and ready to eat.

Zhuo Yanbei watched all her actions, and never spoke, until Su Hao finished his work, brought him a pair of chopsticks, and when he took the chopsticks, he took a deep look at her.

"What? Don't like junk food? Su asked with a smile.

"Not really." Zhuo Yanbei's eyebrows were heavy, and his face was calm: "In the first year I took over Zhuoya Group, I also worked overtime and stayed up late several times, and I couldn't spare time to eat and sleep. When I was really hungry, I asked He Wei to prepare two boxes of instant noodles in my office. Although it is true that this thing is not very healthy, it is not so disgusting and repulsive. ”

"I thought that the president of a listed company would only look at the delicacies of the Manchurian banquet and the major hotels." Su Hao took away the instant noodles in front of him as he spoke, and although he said so, the distress and concern in his heart were still involuntarily revealed.

In the year when she thought he was gone, he was no better off than she was in China, far away from her.

If Zhuo Yanbei had not returned to China to take over Zhuoya Group and saved the family business crisis, then perhaps this listed company would have disappeared from the ranking of the world's top 100 companies a few years ago, until it was forgotten.

Zhuo Yanbei has a clear mind and is organized, with his means, no matter which industry he touches, he will be very outstanding, but she still likes him the most when he was in the FBI, because they were too chic and free at that time.

"Don't eat it." She removed the instant noodles in front of him and said, "I'll go downstairs and buy some ingredients and come back to make some simple meals." ”

Seeing her move, Zhuo Yanbei didn't stop him: "What? Afraid my stomach can't stand it? ”

"Since you have eaten instant noodles for several months in a row, your stomach is probably not too good, because of the burden of work and busyness regardless of your physical condition, I have complained about your problem countless times, but you have always been like this." She said as she got up to dump the instant noodles, but then she put her hands on the cupboard and lowered her head, sighing almost inaudibly.

After all, I still can't better hide my concern and distress for him, and I still can't be as calm as I seem on the surface.

After standing for a while, she washed her hands, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, planning to change her clothes so that she could go downstairs to the supermarket downstairs to buy some ingredients and come back, but as soon as she walked into the living room, she saw Zhuo Yanbei open a business magazine that she pressed under all the magazines.

The cover of the magazine is a silhouette of him taken by the British press at the UK exhibition a month ago, and there is some news and detailed information about the British exhibition and the various groups that are united.

Zhuo Yanbei never gives interviews to the media, so he can't find a positive photo of him in most media.

But such a magazine with a perfectly handsome silhouette as the cover is well hidden at the bottom of all her magazines and newspapers.

Su Hao's gaze swept over the magazine: "Don't get me wrong, I bought the magazine when I was passing by the newsstand......

Zhuo Yanbei didn't speak, just looked at the magazine.

After a long time, he turned around, his deep dark eyes staring at her face as she tried to suppress and calm down.

"I'm going to buy something to eat." She turned her head, then walked briskly to the bedroom, intending to change her clothes.

The living room in her home is not very big, and if you want to go to the bedroom, you have to pass by the sofa, and the moment she just walked by, Zhuo Yanbei's calm eyes still fell on her.

His eyes were clear, and he didn't rise or fall in the slightest.

Su Hao frowned slightly, his footsteps suddenly stopped, lowered his head and was silent for a while, before turning his eyes to look at him: "Do you like Han Yuling?" ”

The clouds pressed on my heart for a long time, dull and silent, endured and endured, and finally blurted out.

Zhuo Yanbei stood under the lamp, looking down at her, her eyes were indifferent, and when she suddenly asked this sentence, there was a beautiful and shallow luster in her eyes, as if she was always waiting for her to ask this sentence.

Su Hao hurriedly rolled his eyes, not daring to look at him again: "I know it's ridiculous, but I."