"You've lost."

The short three words broke the luck in Han Feiye's heart.

"Dad, I admit that Yumi is really not my girlfriend, she is just my partner. I asked her for help this time just to dispel my mother's idea of forcing me to stuff people. ”

"Dad understands you, from childhood to adulthood. You are our pride. But as your mother, she has a delicate eye for your thoughts. This time, she was also anxious. ”

"Dad doesn't need to comfort me, I'm not angry with Mom, but I still have ...... in my heart There is no one to like. ”

"I don't think I don't have someone I like, but I can't let go of the past!"

Han Feiye's eyes were dark, and it was undeniable that he really couldn't forget that Yu'er, and he couldn't forget everything he encountered on the desert island.

"Father, I ......"

"You don't need to say it, I know what you're going to say, but I want to say that the past is the past, and people always have to look forward."

"Mmmm, I'm white."

Father Han didn't worry anymore, his son should be able to come over and make adjustments if he was so smart.

When he left the Han family, Yang Siyu was still a little reluctant.

Sitting in the car, neither of them spoke. The atmosphere became dreary.

Ding Youmi looked at Han Feiye, who was driving, and Yang Siyu's words to himself echoed in his ears. My heart was filled with distress.

"Han Feiye, are we going back?"

"Well, aren't you tired too?"

"Otherwise, I know there's a restaurant that's particularly delicious. How about the hard work of my performance today? ”

The man and woman in front of him actually sold cute, and his well-behaved and lovely appearance made Han Feiye unable to refuse.

In the end, I went to the restaurant that Ding Youmi said, but when I sat down, Ding Youmi found an excuse.

She secretly came to the back kitchen, told the chefs her wishes, and paid a certain honorarium.

In fact, she didn't finish speaking, this store is famous not only for the dishes, but also for its DIY.

Ding Youmi worked hard to think about what meals Han Feiye had pampered on the table, and began to prepare the ingredients.

When he was chopping vegetables, the mobile phone rang, and Ding Youmi didn't notice it for a while, and the knife cut a hole in his hand.

Ding Youmi hurriedly turned on the faucet and cleaned it. and successfully borrowed a band-aid from the staff.

took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, it was a message sent by Han Feiye.

Pighead: Where have you been?

Miyu: I had diarrhea, so I went to the bathroom.

"Pig's Head": Did you eat something? Did you get it at our house at noon?

Yumi: No, it's just a little uncomfortable, it's not too much.

"Pig's Head": Uh-huh, then I'll wait for you to come back and have dinner together!

Yumi: Okay, I'll let you wait for me this time. [smiley] [smiley] [smiley]

After not seeing him send a message for a long time, Ding Youmi put down his phone. Start concentrating on the dishes.

The more Han Feiye at the table thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and got up and went to the toilet.

"This young lady, please go in and see if there is a girl wearing black clothes."

Han Feiye stopped a girl who was about to go to the toilet, the girl was reluctant, but after seeing his appearance, she happily agreed.

Ten minutes later, the girl came out, and Han Feiye waited for her answer.

"She wasn't in there, so I went in and took a look. There are no girls in black clothes inside. ”

"Oh, thank you!"

Han Feiye walked out a little lost, but he happened to hear the conversation between the two staff members without thinking about it.

"Now the kitchen is surrounded by a girl, as if she wants to cook for someone. I don't know who is so lucky to have such a good girlfriend. ”

"Not necessarily, it's possible that it's not boyfriend and girlfriend! They look young! ”

"I don't know, but seeing that she's so serious, she should be eight or nine years old."

Kitchen? Don't...... That guy is the stupid pig.

Han Feiye quickly ran to the kitchen and saw a little girl who was busy working through the crack in the hidden door.

Is it really the stupid pig, is she here to cook?

Ding Youmi was cutting meat slices at this time, after all, he hadn't touched a kitchen knife for a long time, and his hand was cut again.

Han Feiye, who was outside the door, was even more worried, especially when she saw her hand injured.

This stupid pig, don't be reckless if you can't cook, will it hurt very much if you cut it!