Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

Sheng Nanzhi shook her head violently, "No, I don't have an appetite."

She really doesn't have much appetite, maybe it has something to do with the cold, and it's just a waste to let the kitchen do it.

Fu Chenmo's footsteps stopped by the door, and he paused, "You can't eat, your stomach will feel uncomfortable, don't catch a cold and your stomach will go bad, you will want to eat later. "

After finishing speaking, Fu Chenmo closed the door of the guest room and walked towards the main hall.

Aunt Qiu looked at the bowl full of ginger soup with some pity, and asked Fu Chenmo, "Mr. Fu, did Miss Sheng not take a sip? If you don't drink it, you will feel better..."

Knowing that Aunt Qiu cared about Sheng Nanzhi, Fu Chenmo took the initiative to explain: "She doesn't like the taste of ginger soup, it's okay, her fever has subsided, and now she has taken medicine, let the kitchen cook something delicious now, The dishes she likes to eat."

After receiving the order, Aunt Qiu didn't dare to neglect, and immediately went to the kitchen to convey the task.

Fu Chenmo called Lao Zhou, and at a glance, Lao Zhou knew that Mr. Fu came out of the guest room and changed his clothes this time. As for why he changed his clothes...

Lao Zhou didn't dare to ask more questions.

However, Fu Chenmo immediately noticed Lao Zhou's eyes, "What are you staring at my clothes for?"

Lao Zhou hurriedly explained, "No, nothing."

Fu Chenmo frowned, and said with words: "Do your own thing well, and don't worry about the real things, otherwise, I will feel that there are too few things usually assigned to you, and you are too idle."

Lao Zhou hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to take another look, and asked Fu Chenmo why he came here, "Boss Fu, what do you have to order?"

Closer to home, Fu Chenmo raised his eyebrows, "She has a bad appetite, go and help her find her mentor. I heard last time that she has always wanted to go to her mentor's house for dinner."

Teacher?

Lao Zhou thought about it, could it be Zhang Chenglai?

But how could he find Zhang Chenglai at this moment?

Lao Zhou glanced at the time, and then at the kitchen where the cooks were ready, and dinner was only an hour away.

How could he invite people over for dinner in this hour?

Fu Chenmo seemed to have remembered something, and added, "By the way, there is also her mistress."

Lao Zhou forced a smile. He added another person before the master could be contacted. It can only be said that their master always really thinks highly of him.

Seeing that Lao Zhou was laughing with his mouth open, but he didn't speak, Fu Chenmo's brows that were raised just now immediately frowned, "What? Do you think it's very difficult?"

Lao Zhou smiled awkwardly, "It is indeed a little difficult."

After finishing speaking, Fu Chenmo's expression became even uglier.

"If this matter is difficult, I can only say, Lao Zhou, sometimes I give you a higher salary? Maybe I overestimated your ability?"

With this rhetorical question, Lao Zhou was frightened and said hurriedly, "No, no, Mr. Fu, I just said that it is a little difficult, and the difficulty is because it is too close to the dinner time, and besides, the evening rush hour traffic in Haicheng, you It’s not that I don’t know, but with me here, I’m sure we can invite Teacher Zhang and Mrs. Zhang before dinner!”

After Lao Zhou finished speaking, he didn't dare to stay too long in the main hall of No. [-] Courtyard.

I have to hurry up and contact Zhang Chenglai.

The night in Haicheng came quietly, and the night began to cover.

Fu Chenmo was sitting on the big sofa in the main hall, holding the evening financial newspaper in one hand, and his new tea in the other.

Aunt Qiu refilled him with tea, looking for something to talk about, "Mr. Fu, yesterday Miss Sheng saw that you always drink this tea, so I brewed a pot for Miss Sheng."

Fu Chenmo raised his thick eyebrows, "Since when is she still interested in these things?"

In Fu Chenmo's impression, Sheng Nanzhi didn't like drinking tea, she was like a little girl, she didn't like anything that had anything to do with bitterness.

Aunt Qiu smiled, "Miss Sheng is not interested in tea. I just saw that you often drink it, so I just tasted it."

So you're interested in him?

Fu Chenmo's mouth was stained with a smile, "Then how does she evaluate this tea?"

Aunt Qiu said with emotion that only when Miss Sheng was mentioned, Mr. Fu was willing to say a few more words.

"Unfortunately, Ms. Sheng doesn't like the taste of this tea. She didn't even finish a cup, so she said she was going back to her room."

Fu Chenmo smiled slightly, "Everyone is a child, and they don't understand tea at all."

But he couldn't see that his face was full of pampering.

Aunt Qiu looked at the time and asked, "Mr. Fu, dinner is almost ready. Shall I call Miss Sheng now?"

Fu Chenmo looked up and glanced outside the main hall, but there was no movement.

He put down the evening financial newspaper in his hand, "Wait a little longer, there are still guests not here, let her rest for a while."

Sheng Nanzhi forgot how long she had slept. She only remembered that when she woke up, Fu Chenmo was already sitting beside her bed.

"feel better now?"

His voice was as deep as usual, and his figure was silhouetted by the faint lights in the room, tall and handsome.

"Well, much better."

It has to be said that Fu Chenmo's physical cooling method is indeed useful.

After some sweating, it was much better.

"Get up and eat, eat something if you don't have an appetite, a few guests are here."

guest?

Sheng Nanzhi frowned suddenly.

She is not sociable, Fu Chenmo knows it.

When I was sick, I entertained guests at home.

Sheng Nanzhi felt sour, "If there are guests, I won't go. Colds are contagious."

Fu Chenmo didn't answer, so he got up and picked out a dignified and elegant dress for her, "You can just wear this."

Sheng Nanzhi didn't bother to talk anymore, and after taking the clothes, she complained in a low voice, "It's really domineering."

Fu Chenmo heard this sentence clearly, but he was too lazy to turn around and say anything else.

All the way from the guest room to the main hall, Sheng Nanzhi always looked unwilling, with her head lowered and her steps slow.

But as they were walking, Sheng Nanzhi suddenly heard enthusiastic shouts, "Little Zhi! Come on, come on, I heard that you have a cold, and your teacher and I came to see you. It's been a long time since we saw you!"

this sound?

Sheng Nanzhi raised her head in surprise, looked at the dining table, and then at Fu Chenmo. It turned out that the guest he was talking about was her guest!

She lowered her head anxiously to look at her attire, but luckily she changed into decent and delicate clothes.

Fu Chenmo smiled, and helped her walk towards the dining table, "Let's go, do you have a little more appetite this way?"

Sheng Nanzhi lowered her voice but couldn't hide her excitement, "Why did you find your mentor and wife?"