"Mr. Fu, I know that you stayed up late last night and worked overtime, and I brought you a few side dishes. Stir-fried shredded pork, sweet and sour lotus root slices, old soup with eight treasure ducks, and your favorite stewed egg with meat foam. You didn't eat well in the morning, did you? Do you want to try these dishes to your liking? ”

The self-cooked cooked dish was spread on the small table next to it.

The enticing aroma of food fills the office.

Originally, Fu Yu was a little too busy to forget the time, and he really didn't eat in the morning, and when the aroma of the food wafted out, the forgotten hunger came out.

He has a light taste, and these dishes are indeed what he likes.

However, there is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Hall.

Wang Yue, a woman, is too scheming, and every time she sees her as a demon, she always puts a little more effort into it.

Fu Ting: "If there's something, let's talk about it." ”

Xia Ling: "It's nothing, but I heard that the crew's matter was resolved, so I specially bought some things that Mr. Fu likes to please Mr. Fu." ”

Fu Ting: "...... Got it. ”

I didn't expect the woman to say it so bluntly, but Fu Jue was stunned for a moment.

used to want to please him, but he always hid it, with that greasy sweet smile, Fu Jue looked unappetizing, but also happy.

Xia Ling: "Mr. Fu, the Eight Treasures Old Duck Soup is not delicious when it is cold, you have a bad stomach, and the meal must always be on time." ”

Fu Jue looked at her, she was wearing a long lace dress and light makeup on her face.

Compared with the usual heavy makeup, Wang Yue's appearance makes her look much younger.

helped her solve the liquidated damages of nine million, and she should be paid.

Fu Yu thought and got up and sat down at the back of the table.

*

Su Bai took the lunch box in his hand and helped him fill the rice and soup.

The office was well lit, and her fair and delicate cheeks were almost transparent in the sun.

There were a few strands of hair hanging down from the ears, and it was an eyesore to watch.

Fu Jue raised his hand and helped Xia Ling stroke his hair behind his ears.

His fingers are slender and slightly thick, and he only does this from his heart.

However, when the fingertips accidentally touched the woman's cheek, the soft touch came from the fingertips, which were very delicate, like a puddle of clotted fat.

His fingertips suddenly burned, and Fu Yu withdrew his hand, holding his composure, looking at the food in front of him.

He pretended that everything was normal.

And Xia Ling, who was stroked by him.

His face was slightly itchy, and he looked up at Fu Yu.

In her consciousness, 'a tree and flowers' lit up, and the man also looked at her, his expression was flat, but it flashed slightly, as if there was a dark light surging.

He lowered his head and looked only at the bowl of rice in front of him.

The crystal clear rice, stared at by him, was like a flower on the rice.

Xia Ling smiled, just as if the scene just now hadn't happened.

"Eat. You still have to work in the afternoon, right? ”

Fu Ting: "Well, there's a meeting soon. ”

Feeling embarrassed, Fu Ying became more and more expressionless.

Xia Ling said a few words, but Fu Ling didn't answer much.

So, she sped up her meal.

By the time she was full, Fu Yu hadn't finished eating.

She held her face and just looked at him for a moment.

The man has handsome eyebrows and eyes, is slender, has a straight nose, and is very powerful when his face is strained.

The pair of hands holding chopsticks, with slender fingers, showed a clear sense of strength in the bright light, and the chopsticks seemed to be some kind of handicraft.

With an appreciative gaze, it fell on Fu Yu's face.

and slid down from his face to his neck and chest......

Wearing a suit with a hand-cut white shirt and a tie to cover it up.