The secretary resigned himself to going out and buying a meal for his boss.

And Jiang Hannian, who closed the door and looked at the food bag in his hand, was still a little stunned.

How did it all happen?

How did he rub a meal as soon as he went out!

The bag was opened, and the two boxes inside were taken out, and as soon as the lid was opened, the seafood porridge came with a fragrant aroma, and a few very delicious side dishes were packed in a compartment box.

When you take a bite with a spoon, the rice grains are soft and melt in your mouth, with the delicious taste of shrimp and scallops, which instantly soothes the hungry stomach and makes you almost bite off your tongue......

Jiang Hannian couldn't hold back, and quickly finished up a large portion of the seafood porridge, and even licked the remaining rice soup on the edge of the paper hard box.

It's a good thing that the assistant wasn't there, otherwise he would have started talking about him again.

After all, as an artist, you must put on your best posture at any time and always maintain your image.

A lunch, Jiang Hannian was satisfied.

Jiang Hannian looked at the box that had been swept away by himself and licked his lips.

Where did Wen Fanhua find such delicious porridge? I want to eat it again after I ask someone, but I can't stop at all.

Thinking about it this way, the appearance of Fanhua standing at the door just now appeared in front of Jiang Hannian's eyes, and the flat shoes of home clothes were different without the stars and moons when they were in the company.

The lunch brought by the secretary was supposed to be given to her, but it was given to herself.

Jiang Hannian felt a slight strangeness rise in his heart.

When he fell asleep at night, Jiang Hannian closed his eyes as usual, and opened his eyes and sat up abruptly after lying down for less than a minute.

He stared fixedly at the wall in front of him—

According to the direction, the other side of the wall is the neighbor's house, and now, his neighbor is Wen Fanhua.

In other words, it is very likely that Wen Fanhua is only separated from him by a wall!

This thought made Jiang Hannian sleepy anymore, he simply sat on the head of the bed, thinking of all kinds of intersections with Wen Fanhua, his heart was very complicated.

I don't know when it started, and I don't seem to hate her so much!

This discovery made Jiang Hannian annoyed and helpless, so he stayed awake until the second half of the night, when sleepiness invaded, and he fell asleep in a trance.

Jiang Hannian slept late and woke up later, just so that Fanhua could sleep well again.

She was full of energy and did not hesitate to work out on the gym equipment and exercise him for an hour before talking!

An hour later, Fanhua called her secretary and asked her to buy lunch and change restaurants.

As soon as she hung up the phone, Fanhua glanced at the wall on the left and saw something from the wall as if she were looking through it.

Then he called the secretary, "Add one more, send two." ”

The secretary was very smart, and came over and gave her the share of the flowers directly, and took the initiative to curry favor, "I have already given the other one to Mr. Jiang, and emphasized that it was your order." ”

Hearing this, Fanhua glanced at the secretary.

Seeing that the secretary's scalp was numb, she raised her head with difficulty, and her tone was extremely careful, "Mr. Wen, yes, am I mistaken?" Wasn't that lunch for Mr. Jiang? ”

Fanhua didn't answer, and retracted her gaze, "You can go back to work." ”

No blame, it seems that there is no mistake!

Escaped!

The secretary patted his chest and glanced left and right, and the smoke ran away.