Lu Zhenming didn't go to work, so he got up half an hour later than usual.

After washing up, he went downstairs and saw Wang Ma cleaning in the living room, while there was movement in the kitchen.

Hearing the footsteps on the stairs, Wang Ma looked up and saw that it was him who came down, and greeted him with a smile: "Sir, morning." ”

Lu Zhenming bowed lightly, walked down the last step and asked, "Who is in the kitchen?" ”

Wang Ma replied, "Yes, Mrs." ”

Lu Zhenming's eyebrows flashed with a hint of confusion: "What is she doing?" ”

"Make breakfast."

He frowned slightly, walked slowly to the kitchen door, and saw Su Wansheng's black and smooth straight hair tied into a ponytail, wearing a long black and white sweater, standing in front of the oven busily, unhurried, orderly.

There was a hint of complexity in his eyes, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Su Wansheng is the miss of the Su family, and Lu Zhenming knows how much her parents love her, so she should not touch the spring water with her fingers.

And now she's ......

Su Wansheng inadvertently turned around, saw him standing at the door, and smiled sweetly at him: "Breakfast will be ready soon." ”

Lu Zhenming looked at her smiling little face, and the unhappiness in his heart was suppressed by him, and his brows gradually stretched.

He hooked the corners of his lips, and the corners of his mouth rippled with a faint arc: "Do you want me to help?" ”

Su Wansheng casually answered: "You can't do it again, don't you help?" ”

Lu Zhenming followed her words and asked, "When did you learn?" ”

"I just went to France, and I wasn't used to eating French food, so I bought a recipe and learned how to cook it myself, and I learned a little bit about breakfast by the way." Su Wansheng took the baked bread out of the oven.

Thinking that she ran to France for Qin Lang, Lu Zhenming's heart was depressed, and he was sullen and silent.

After breakfast, Su Wansheng went upstairs to change his clothes for going out.

"I made an appointment with Yueyue and them to go to the spa together, and lend me your car to drive." She walked over and said to Lu Zhenming, who was reading the newspaper.

Lu Zhenming glanced up at her, saw that she was not wearing a scarf, frowned imperceptibly, and instructed the mother on the side.

"Go get a scarf for my wife."

After speaking, he closed the newspaper in his hand, got up slowly, and said to Su Wansheng, "I'll send you over." ”

Su Wansheng originally wanted to say no, but thinking that he should also have nothing to do at home, he pursed the corners of his lips and swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

Wang Ma quickly took off the scarf and was about to hand it to Su Wansheng, when she saw Lu Zhenming take it.

Lu Zhenming took two steps forward, put on the scarf for Su Wansheng, wrapped it around his neck again, picked up the car keys on the table, and then said, "Let's go." ”

When Lu Zhenming sent Su Wansheng to the door of the mall, Xu Xiangsi and Song Zhiyue had not yet arrived, so he accompanied her and waited.

After Song Zhiyue came, he left.

Looking at the Rolls-Royce who was walking away, Song Zhiyue bumped into Su Wansheng: "Tell me honestly, is there any situation between you and Senior Lu?" How could he send you over personally? ”

"Yueyue, I may have waited." Su Wansheng's gaze still fell on the place where Rolls-Royce disappeared, and there was a hint of confusion in his expression.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Song Zhiyue understood what she was talking about.

"Really?" Song Zhiyue's face was shocked.

"Hmm." Su Wansheng pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and nodded lightly.

"That's good." Song Zhiyue was happy for her, and her expression was excited.