"If you can't do it, don't do it!"

I don't know when Fu Wenxiao came to the kitchen. I saw that after he covered the pot, he neatly closed the valve. Dragged Jian Ran's arm, turned on the faucet, and rushed at the reddened hand.

Jian Ran was dragged and staggered. The cold water rushed over his hand, and the scattered droplets splashed on Fu Wenyan's white shirt, along with Fu Wenyan's hand.

It's really fierce.

Looking at Fu Wenxiao's side face that was not smiling and even frowning slightly, Jian Ran thought silently.

Fu Wenxiao and Fu Zhidong are completely two kinds of people, one kills invisibly with a smile on his face, and the other shows the killing intent clearly but still can't help him.

These two kinds of people, Jian Ran didn't dare to provoke.

"See what?" Fu Wenxiao turned his face sideways and twisted his eyebrows to meet Jian Ran's gaze, there was still a little anger between his eyebrows, and Jian Ran pointed to his hand in a daze.

"Cool." The voice is very small, and there is a hint of coquettishness and flattery.

Fu Wenxiao sighed inaudibly and turned off the switch.

"Why don't you tell me when you're hungry?" Fu Wenxiao casually pulled out a few tissues next to the sink and put them on Jian Ran's hand. The tone is much better than before.

"I don't dare." Jian Ran thought about how Fu Wenxiao looked so angry before, how could he dare to talk to him, for fear of provoking this big Buddha and running away. Jane still has to rely on him.

"Don't dare now? I just saw that you were quite daring. Fu Wenxiao dried his hands and looked at the strips of meat and washed vegetables on the cutting board. Wash the pot again.

Jian Ran still stood in place and looked at Fu Wenxiao, and did not answer again.

"Don't get in the way here, go over there and wait." Fu Wenxiao saw that Jian Ran was still standing here staring at him pitifully, so he pointed to the restaurant and asked Jian Ran to go out.

Jian Ran nodded obediently, sat on the chair and looked at Fu Wenfang, who was busy in the kitchen.

The sleeves of his shirt were slightly rolled up, his broad shoulders and slender legs were perfect, and it had to be said that just standing there was enough to make people swoon, but at the moment he was skillfully cooking a normal home-cooked meal in the kitchen.

Fu Wenxiao skillfully stir-fried the dishes in the pot, and the aroma wafted from the kitchen to Jian Ran on the dining table.

"You can do anything." Jian Ran still went to the kitchen to watch Fu Wenfang's results.

Fu Wenxiao glanced at Jian Ran, who was only at the height of his shoulder, and did not make a sound. There is a feeling of taking over Jane's mess, and it comes with a drag oil bottle.

When the two of them sat at the dining table, Jian Ran was very satisfied, Fu Wenfang's craftsmanship was really good, but he didn't understand how a second son of the Fu family could still cook such a trivial matter.

The two of them didn't say anything else, they just finished dinner together, and Jian Ran didn't dare to ask Fu Wenfang why he couldn't accept Fu Zhidong's gift. It seems that every time Fu Zhidong mentions or sees him, Fu Wenfang is not very happy, maybe everyone has that pain in their hearts that they don't want to mention.

In the early morning of the next day, Jian Ran and Fu Wenfang, who appeared on time in Jane's Group, deeply felt that the eyes of today's employees looking at them were particularly warm, and even many young female employees even laughed.

Jian Ran still maintained a perfect silent face, but the more Jian Ran pretended to be cold, how could she laugh more. Jian Ran obviously felt that Fu Wenxiao next to him was also puzzled, and the two hurriedly walked to the office.

"Konishi, come in." Jian Ran called Konishi into the office when he passed by the secretariat.

"Konishi, has there been anything in the company in private lately? I don't think they have a weird atmosphere. Jian Ran asked as she walked towards her desk.

Xiao Xi glanced at Fu Wenfang, who had not sat down at the desk for a long time, and then looked at Jian Ran.

"Mr. Jane, just take a look at today's headlines." As he spoke, Xiaoxi opened his phone to Toutiao's interface.

#史上最大办公室恋情竟是简氏两位总裁#

#公然秀恩爱, my brother sends blessings#

#傅氏两兄弟, because of love#

Jian Ran took a cursory look at the title, and he didn't need to look at the content to know who he was talking about.

"Okay, I got it." Jian Ran glanced twice and returned the phone to Xiaoxi.

Xiaoxi took the mobile phone and bowed slightly, and was about to leave when he was stopped by Fu Wenxiao.

"In the future, no one is allowed to touch the documents on my desk, and they are not allowed to move their positions." Fu Wenxiao didn't look at Xiaoxi, lowered his head and fiddled with a few documents, and his words were obviously displeased.

Konishi answered and went out.

And the headline picture on the Internet is a photo of Jian Ran talking to Fu Wenxiao on tiptoe.

The two were dressed in evening dresses that resembled couples' outfits, the man was 1.88 meters tall, and the woman was just reaching his chin. The aura of standing together is particularly consistent.

The photo is frozen in Jian Ran turning her head on tiptoe and talking in Fu Wenxiao's ear, as if there is a sea of stars in her eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth can't be stopped, and then she looks at Fu Wenxiao, turning her head slightly, quietly listening to the words of the girl next to her, her eyes are not usually cold and ruthless, but there is a funny and gentle light.

The picture is still at this moment, the two seem to be lovers in love, no wonder those employees will cast their ambiguous and indescribable eyes.

It turned out that Fu Wenxiao still had such a look when he was talking to himself, which was really different from being angry in the next second.

"What are you thinking? Can't you hear me talking to you? ”

Jian Ran was secretly distracted and was startled by Fu Wenxiao's raised volume.

"What?" Jian Ran smiled awkwardly and asked again.

"I said, what is the reason, what did Konishi show you?" Fu Wenxiao stared at Jian Ran's eyes.

Jian Ran, who was still immersed in her YY just now, was stared at by Fu Wenxiao and her face turned red. I can't say anything.

Fu Wenxiao walked directly to Jian Ran's desk, stood behind Jian Ran, and looked at the computer interface she opened, the gossip rumors between the two.

Jian Ran felt that his whole body was hot, Fu Wenxiao's aura was really terrifying, just standing there, people had nowhere to hide.

Just when Jian Ran felt uncomfortable, Fu Wenxiao suddenly circled Jian Ran from behind, bent down and got closer to Jian Ran's face. Jian Ran was so frightened that she turned back and crashed into Fu Wenxiao's arms.

Fu Wenxiao didn't care about Jian Ran in his arms, but just moved the mouse on the desktop and swiped down the interface according to his original plan. The comments of netizens jumped on the paper.

Jian Ran's stiff back had already left Fu Wenfang's warm chest, and the eye-catching netizen comments made Jian Ran blush even more.

"What should I do?" Jian Ran pointed to the various speculations and gossip highlights on the screen. asked Fu Wenxiao, who was concentrating on reading the comments, without any ideas.

"Whatever they want." Fu Wenxiao put down the mouse, stood up straight, and replied casually.