Flash marriage love: Feng Shao, deep routine!

She couldn't help asking, "Is it not convenient for you now?"

"Well, a little bit."

Feng Yuchen glanced back at Secretary Li who was still dealing with it behind him, and said to Qiao Yiran, "What's the matter, let's talk about it when I go back tonight."

"OK then."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yiran realized that he would go back at night?

Since the two got married, the number of times they met after get off work was very few, and they met each time in the old house.

As for their wedding room, after Feng Yuchen left on the night of their wedding, he never went back.

So where is he going back tonight?

Qiao Yiran found that after she hung up the phone, she couldn't concentrate on her work anymore. Fortunately, she had almost done a sentence about the wasteland project, and only needed to revise and perfect it.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Qiao Yiran was ready to go back.

"Mr. Qiao, are you leaving?"

Nan Huan saw her at the door and greeted her.

"Ah."

Qiao Yiran nodded and teased her, "You should go back early too. Recently, you have to work overtime every day. Your boyfriend should have a problem."

Nan Huan, who was stern and selfless at work, couldn't help but blush when she heard the words, and said in a low voice.

"No, he is very supportive of my work."

"really?"

Qiao Yiran couldn't help laughing, her secretary is so cute.

"Mr. Qiao, you're making fun of me again!" Nan Huan blushed.

Just when the elevator came, Qiao Yiran hurriedly waved goodbye to Nan Huan.

"Okay, okay, I won't make fun of you."

On the way back, Qiao Yiran was a little restless. When she thought that Feng Yuchen would come back at night, she felt a little nervous. Will he come back to get things, or will he sleep at home at night?
If he wanted to sleep at home, wouldn't he sleep in the same bed as her?
Qiao Yiran was thinking wildly when she arrived at the supermarket downstairs. When she was shopping for vegetables, she suddenly thought of a serious question. Since Feng Yuchen is coming back, will he come back for dinner?
If he doesn't come back for dinner, wouldn't it be embarrassing for her to call eagerly to ask?
But in case he comes back to eat, it seems embarrassing that he didn't cook enough for him.

Qiao Yiran thought and thought, and finally decided to send a text message to Feng Yuchen.

"Will you come back for dinner at night?"

Originally, she didn't expect much, but she didn't expect Feng Yuchen to reply soon.

"What to eat."

What to eat
Joey dyed his brows and frowned slightly. Could it be that he really wants to come back for dinner?

Although he really didn't want to cook for him, Qiao Yiran prepared more when picking out the ingredients.

After returning home, Qiao Yiran went to the kitchen and started to work.

Feng Yuchen was still being trained in the company.

The matter of his arbitrarily terminating the contract with Qin Feiyu made such a big fuss that even Feng Pingzhong, who didn't care much, knew about it, so he just grabbed Feng Yuchen, Feng Mingchen and the other four brothers and taught them a lesson.

The eldest brother, Feng Mingchen, was a little better, anyway, he was used to it, and whenever his younger siblings had something bad, he would always be the first to be criticized.

But the second child, Feng Haochen, couldn't figure it out. This disaster was caused by Feng Yuchen alone, so why should innocent people be implicated?
After Feng Pingzhong left, Feng Haochen muttered.

"It has nothing to do with me, and I don't know why my dad must call me over. I even have an appointment."

After saying that, Feng Haochen wanted to run away.

"Brother, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Feng Mingchen just nodded slightly, with no expression on his face, he said to Feng Yichen who was beside him, "You should go back first."

"Brother, can this matter be resolved?"

Feng Yichen seemed a little worried.

"I'm not very sure now. After all, we are the first to propose the termination of the contract. If Qin Feiyu's fault cannot be revealed, it will have a great impact on Feng's Group."

After thinking for a while, Feng Mingchen pointed out the crux of the problem.

"So is there anything I can do to help?"

Feng Yichen hesitated for a long time, but still said the words from the bottom of his heart.

Although he has a temporary position in the group, he has no real power and is just a position that can be easily taken care of for the elderly.

In fact, he also wanted to be able to make some achievements in the company like his big brother, and no matter how bad he was, being the president of a branch like Feng Yuchen would be a real right in his hands.

Unfortunately……

"Not yet, I will let you know when I need it."

Feng Mingchen supported the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said calmly.

"That's it." Feng Yichen said with some disappointment, and then left.

"Now that they're all gone, can you tell me why?"

Feng Mingchen took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair, and stretched out his hand to tug at the bow tie to make the collar of his shirt more relaxed.

He sat on the computer chair, looking very relaxed.

Feng Yuchen smiled indifferently, "Do you really want to listen?"

"Dad asked me to deal with this matter. If you don't tell me the reason, how can I help you?"

Feng Mingchen appeared calm and rational from the beginning to the end.

Feng Yuchen would always make something happen every once in a while, and almost every time he let Feng Mingchen handle the aftermath. Feng Mingchen was also used to this. If one day Feng Yuchen didn't cause trouble, maybe He still won't get used to it.

At this moment, the phone in Feng Yuchen's pocket vibrated, he took it out, and saw the text message from Joey Ran, asking him if he would go back for dinner.

He thought that Qiao Yiran called her before, and he replied that he would go back at night, so he replied, "What to eat."

I thought the other party would reply to her soon, but I didn't expect the phone to be so silent.

This was the first time he encountered a situation where the other party did not reply to his message.

Feng Yuchen squinted his eyes, as if he didn't expect to be left out in the cold

"Feng Yuchen!"

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Mingchen raised his voice to imply that his patience was limited.

"That woman used me. Brother, you know that, as a person, I hate being used the most. It just happened that she touched my back scales, so naturally I won't make her feel better."

Feng Yuchen found an excuse casually.

"Even so, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

Feng Mingchen persuaded earnestly.

"Yes, yes, I know, I should hold back this breath first, make a decision before making a move, right?"

Feng Yuchen said with a smile, without reflecting on his actions at all. "I'm not you, I can't do it."

Hearing this, Feng Mingchen raised his head, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he smiled lightly.

"You are always like this, how can you be alone in the future?"

"Aren't you still here, big brother?" Feng Yuchen said nonchalantly.

"Okay, okay, I know everything, brother, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

"You."

Feng Mingchen looked at Feng Yuchen's leaving figure with a complicated expression, and sighed slightly.

When Feng Yuchen got home, it was already dark outside.

He unlocked the door with his fingerprints, saw the warm-colored lights in the living room, and was slightly stunned for a moment. The aroma of fresh and hot food wafted from the kitchen in his nostrils.

He hadn't felt this warm feeling for a long time.

He changed his shoes and walked towards the kitchen, when a slender figure appeared in his sight.