After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

It's really a meeting.

Shiwan noticed the projector in the middle of the study, and a sly look flashed in his eyes.

"Honey, I'm hungry,"

She turned her back and walked over, looking at Fu Tingchen with her beautiful eyes bent into a crescent shape, and said softly.

"You go and cook for me, okay? I want to eat something made by you."

Shiwan had already made up his mind.

If Ah Chen refuses, he won't be allowed to enter the room tonight, just starve him well.

If he agrees, his image in the eyes of his subordinates may change.

She wanted to see what Ah Chen would do.

Although several supervisors lowered their heads pretending to be busy, their ears were still pricked up.

I wondered in my heart how Fu Tingchen would get angry.

"it is good,"

Fu Tingchen pursed his lips, turned his gaze to the video and said calmly.

"Dismiss."

Several supervisors:? ! !

They all raised their heads in surprise.

Not working to cook for my wife?

If they hadn't watched it with their own eyes, they would have wondered if it was Boss Fu on the other end of the video.

Shi Wan was also a little surprised.

Not even the slightest hesitation?

Does Ah Chen not mind what his subordinates think of him?

Video conferencing is off.

Fu Tingchen got up from his seat, put his arms around Shi Wan's waist, and walked downstairs.

"Let's go."

"A Chen,"

Shi Wan felt that her husband was too talkative.

"Is that agreed?"

"Just open your mouth at night,"

Fu Tingchen lowered his head and kissed Shiwan's fluffy and soft hair, and his thin lips curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"Don't talk about cooking, you can do anything."

"Just cook!"

Hearing the deep meaning in the man's words, Shi Wan reached out and patted him lightly, then asked with frowning eyebrows.

"But Ah Chen, if you agreed so quickly, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by them as a wife slave?"

Wife slave.

Fu Tingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly.

"No."

"I know you're not, but they don't know that,"

Shi Wan looked up, with a smile in his twinkling eyes.

"In case it spreads in private, your shape..."

However, halfway through the conversation, he was interrupted by a man's voice.

"late night,"

Fu Tingchen stopped in his tracks, looked down at Shi Wan, and laughed softly.

"I said yes, not a misunderstanding."

Not a misunderstanding?

Shi Wan raised her beautiful eyes and reacted instantly.

Ah Chen meant that he was a wife slave?

"Let's go,"

Fu Tingchen directly reached out to pick up his beautiful wife, and continued to walk downstairs.

"Master wife."

A deep and warm voice rang in Shiwan's ears, carrying a different kind of sweetness.

Shiwan's heart throbbed uncontrollably, and his face was blushing.

Seeing this, the servants in the living room retreated outside immediately.

They are almost used to such a scene.

Fu Tingchen put Shi Wan on the sofa, then took off his coat and put it aside.

"Wait for me obediently, it will be fine soon."

"it is good,"

Shi Wan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and even the dimple on her lips was filled with a sweet smile.

Fu Tingchen rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, took out the things he needed in an orderly manner, and got ready.

Even though he was in the most smoky place, he still had that dignified and cold look, as if he didn't fit in with anything.

Of course, except late at night.

Whether it is body or soul, they can be perfectly integrated.

At this time, in the living room.

The phone vibrated.

Shi Wan withdrew her eyes glued to her husband and looked down.

A moment later, the corner of her mouth curved into a cold arc.

Reconciled?

Impossible.