Wen Muyan did not stop working, he went to the company as soon as he came out of the hospital, and he sent a driver to send Yan Qiluo back to the villa.

As soon as he arrived at home, Yan Qiluo found that there were a few new faces.

"...... you?" Yan Qiluo asked.

Out of the group came a woman in her forties, amiable, and she bowed to Yan Qiluo: "Young grandma, we are sent by the eldest young master to take care of you, my surname is Zhao, you can call me Sister Zhao." ”

Yan Qiluo counted, and there were at least a dozen people: "So many people, all of them are here to take care of me?" ”

Sister Zhao nodded: "Yes, young grandmother, you are the eldest young grandmother of the Wen family, and the treatment is the same as that of the eldest young master, you need to be equipped with a private chef, two personal maids, a housekeeper, four cleaning maids, two cooks, two drivers and more than four bodyguards." We are all on call 24 hours a day, and after a while you also have a nutritionist, who is specially transferred back from Japan for you, she will match your diet reasonably, formulate your recipes, what do you like to eat, what to avoid eating, although it is. ”

Yan Qiluo nodded, this is too exaggerated, it's like returning Zhu Gege.

"We all came here after handover training, and we have been waiting for you in the mansion a few days ago when you and the eldest young master were in France." Sister Zhao explained why she didn't come over before.

Yan Qiluo didn't react much for a while, so he let them go and get busy.

was sold by a beloved man, became a stand-in contract wife for an eccentric man, and now it's such a big battle. Forget it, don't think about him. The Wen family has a state-of-the-art medical team, and she will fully cooperate with whatever they ask her to do as long as they can cure her father.

One afternoon, Yan Qiluo was walking around. One moment look at watering the flowers, the other look at cleaning. She found that there was a process for doing all of these things, and they were meticulous in doing it. When Wen Muyan got off work, he saw Yan Qiluo watching them cook in the kitchen. She seems to be interested in cooking, and from time to time she asks the chef some questions, and the chef is amused by her.

Wen Muyan also wondered, why was she so happy and natural every time she didn't face herself, like a little sun?

Wen Muyan didn't speak, and went upstairs to change into pajamas.

By the time I got downstairs, it was almost time to eat.

Yan Qiluo picked up the cabbage sum in front of him and ate it. Only the most tender part of the choy sum is retained, so it tastes watery and not old at all. Although it is simple, it is seasoned with many ingredients and is delicious.

After getting along these days, Wen Muyan is always used to being Yan Qiluo who doesn't exist. But apparently he couldn't. But now Yan Qiluo treats him a little like air.

At first, she would say hello to him, but now she didn't say hello and ate alone.

Wen Muyan waved his hand, motioned for everyone else to go down, and then took a piece of bamboo shoot and put it in Yan Qiluo's bowl.

Yan Qiluo froze, feeling Wen Muyan's gaze, he could only eat it honestly. Today, Jiang Miaoyu's condition deteriorated, he must be in a very bad mood, and he can't be angry anymore.

After eating the bamboo shoots, Yan Qiluo found that Wen Muyan was still staring at him.

Why are you looking at him like this, he doesn't know if it's rude to watch people eat, and he's not a monkey.

Is it to say something to yourself? Yan Qiluo raised his head and looked at Wen Muyan, waiting for him to speak.

But Wen Muyan just stared at her and didn't say anything.

Is it implying that he also served him vegetables?

Yan Qiluo fought a cold war, such a big president, don't be so stingy.

Forget it, let's give it a try. She picked up a piece of braised pork ribs and put it in Wen Muyan's bowl, picked up another cabbage sum, and opened her mouth: "You eat, it's delicious with this combination." ”

Yan Qiluo likes to study what is delicious with what is delicious, such as braised pork ribs and stewed eggs go well together, and the slightly sweet braised pork ribs are paired with watery stewed eggs, which tastes just right.

Of course, braised pork ribs and choy sum also go well together, there are meat and vegetarian, and they will not get tired.

When I was a child, I used to put braised pork ribs and tribute balls together, and of course it was a fast food meal bought at a convenience store. Because there are so few dishes in the fast food meal, she doesn't eat at all, so she has to buy skewers of oden every time. Sometimes when she eats curry beef omelet rice, she will buy a sausage to eat with it.

Food is what interests her the most.

Wen Muyan was stunned, and suddenly remembered the previous braised pork ribs rice and oden. It's a pity that Jiang Miaoyu is lying on the bed now, probably won't wake up again.

He knew how small the odds of a thousandth were that he knew what he had to do, and he couldn't wait any longer.

He is the heir of the Wen group, and he must marry and have children well, so that the Wen family can flourish and continue to develop.

He picked up the ribs and ate them, the expression on his face relaxed.

Yan Qiluo was a little embarrassed, and really wanted to pick up vegetables for him to eat, so let's just say it, why beat around the bush.

"Don't secretly complain about me in your heart." There was a faint word in my ears.

Yan Qiluo almost choked on her food, is this man a roundworm in her stomach? How to know everything.

Wen Muyan saw Yan Qiluo's funny appearance and laughed lightly: "In a few days, the chairman and wife of the chairman of Hang Lung Group will come to our company to discuss cooperation, and you, as the president's wife, will also participate together." Don't be so rude then, you know? ”

Yan Qiluo didn't really blame himself when he looked like him, so he quipped: "As long as you don't mess with my inner monologue when the time comes." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then they each began to eat.

After eating, Wen Muyan walked straight to the study on the second floor, Yan Qiluo thought that he couldn't go to dinner with him and didn't know anything, so he checked the information of Hang Lung Group.

It's a pity that the content is too boring, and with today's hard work, Yan Qiluo fell asleep unconsciously.

By the time Wen Muyan walked out of the study, Yan Qiluo had already slept soundly. The servants didn't dare to bother, so they covered her with a thin air-conditioned quilt.

Under the warm light, Yan Qiluo curled up in the sofa like a child.

Wen Muyan looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock. He went downstairs softly and carefully picked up Yan Qiluo.

A little surprised, Yan Qiluo was actually very light, and it didn't take much effort to hold her. Wen Muyan laughed, and he didn't know where the usual meat was eaten.

Yan Qiluo obediently lay on Wen Muyan's chest, as if she was about to adjust her posture, she shrank inward a little, and her whole face was buried in Wen Muyan's chest.

Wen Muyan felt a burst of restlessness and blushed.