After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

Several servants were muttering to each other.

They couldn't help but look at the young lady in front of them with admiration.

Wen Zhihe didn’t cook so many dishes, just some home-cooked stir-fry, four hot dishes, four cold dishes, and a bowl of soup.

Fu Yuheng was responsible for getting the bowls and chopsticks, while the servants helped the old lady and Wen Zhihe to serve the dishes.

After a short while, delicious dishes with fragrant aromas were served on the table and the three of them sat down.

The old lady and Fu Yuheng were drooling as they looked at the fragrant dishes.

Fu Yuheng couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a drunken crayfish, peeled the shell, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.

The meat is tender and chewy, full of fragrance, and the frost is addictive. It is simply too deliciousヾ(●′?｀●)?Wow~

The old lady picked up a piece of golden sweet and sour pork with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

Just a bite, it's crispy, sweet and sour, and delicious~\(≧▽≦)/~

The old lady and Fu Yuheng ate the delicious food made by Wen Zhihe and licked their fingers so much that they enjoyed it.

With a good appetite, the old lady has already eaten two bowls of rice.

I didn't expect that my granddaughter-in-law's cooking skills were so good.

If compared with Mrs. Meng's cooking skills, with a full score of 90, Mrs. Meng would get 101 points and my granddaughter-in-law would get points.

Her craftsmanship is far superior to that of Mrs. Meng.

The old lady praised Wen Zhihe again and again.

I like her even more.

Her grandson is really a treasure because his skills are so good at such a young age.

Fu Yuheng didn't expect that the food cooked by Wen Zhihe would be so delicious.

He has always been very picky.

Even the food prepared by the top chefs in seven-star hotels was not to his liking.

He could always point out some problems with them.

There is absolutely no fault to be found in the food cooked by Wen Zhihe.

If I had to say there was a downside, it would be that there wasn't enough to eat.

Fu Yuheng gave Wen Zhihe a thumbs up, praising her cooking skills.

Wen Zhihe was happy seeing her grandma and Fu Yuheng enjoying their meal.

The family happily finished their lunch.

Fu Yuheng and Wen Zhihe said hello to their grandmother and went to the company.

After Xu Qingan had the injection and took some medicine, he left the hospital.

I didn't expect that I would still be alive!

The president’s egg fried rice is more powerful than poison.

Xu Qingan is preparing to return to the company.

When passing by a restaurant.

When I looked up and saw the words "Egg Fried Rice" written on the sign.

I nearly fainted.

He quickly moved away.

He never wanted to see fried rice again.

He didn't even want to see the words "egg fried rice" again.

It’s best not to see it in your life.

I don’t want to eat egg fried rice anymore.

For him, this is a nightmare, it is so terrible??o·(? ??????????? )?o·?

After Butler Zhao finished receiving the infusion in the hospital, he returned to the Fu family manor.

He is now beginning to dislike egg fried rice.

It nearly cost him half his life.

Wen Zhihe worked diligently, and after work he studied hard the books needed for adult undergraduate studies.

Not going to college has always been a knot in her heart and a regret in her heart.

She wants to take advantage of the good resources around her while she is still young to study hard and improve herself.

Only by constantly improving herself and becoming independent and strong can she feel the greatest sense of security.

She must work hard to become better so that she can face her life with confidence.

Fu Yuheng knew that going to college was her dream.

Fu Yuheng unhesitatingly supports her in pursuing her dreams and striving to become better.

With his sincere support and encouragement, Wen Zhihe feels more confident and secure.

Wen Zhihe wants to sign up for a class so that he can learn faster.

Otherwise, if she had questions that she didn't understand and kept asking him, he also had a job, so this would definitely disturb him.

In order not to disturb Fu Yuheng's work, Wen Zhihe thought it would be better to sign up for a study class.

This way, she wouldn't disturb his work and she could learn quickly, it was the best of both worlds.

When she told Fu Yuheng her thoughts.

But he was strongly opposed by Fu Yuheng.

He was not against Wen Zhihe going to study, but how could he bear her leaving him for such a long time.

He didn't want to be away for even a few minutes.

What's more, she has to go to class for half a day.

Half a day!!

Can a fish survive if it leaves the water for half a day?

It’s definitely not possible!

You can't survive for even a minute or a second!

Whatever she wants to learn or doesn't understand, she can come to him and ask him. He has time. For her, no matter how busy he is, he will always have time.

Why do I have to leave him and go to the study class?

Fu Yuheng, who was sitting in the office chair, held her hand, looked at her and asked, "Zhizhi, do you really have to go to the study class?"

Wen Zhihe's attitude was very clear, and his answer was straightforward. He nodded and said, "Yes."

He wanted to ask his wife if she could not go, but looking at his wife's determined eyes and her positive attitude towards learning, Fu Yuheng knew that she would not change her decision.

Since his wife wanted to study, there was no reason for him not to support her. He didn't want to make her angry, let alone put her in a difficult position.

Fu Yuheng compromised in front of her and said, "Okay, I'll take you there when the time comes."

"It's okay, you don't have to send me off, I can go by myself."

Wen Zhihe thought that the school was in Kyoto, not far from the company. She was not a three-year-old child who needed someone to take her to school. Besides, he was so busy at work, she didn't want her affairs to affect his work.

He had to manage such a big company and there were so many things to do. He was already busy enough and had no time to rest. She didn't want to disturb him.

"No, that won't work. It's not right for a husband not to send his wife off to school. Just let me send you off, okay Zhizhi~"

Seeing that Wen Zhihe disagreed with him going to see her off, Fu Yuheng held her hand and shook it gently, then looked into her eyes like a crying child and began to act coquettishly towards her.

Wen Zhihe couldn't stand it the most, he spoke softly and acted like a spoiled child to her like that.

He was really defeated.

Wen Zhihe held his forehead with his hand, and finally agreed reluctantly, "Okay."

Seeing that his wife agreed, Fu Yuheng curled the corners of his lips.

Wen Zhihe told me that the class she was going to was called Will School.

Fu Yuheng was worried, so he looked up some information about the Will School. He felt relieved when he learned that it was a very formal school.

When the two returned home in the evening, Mrs. Meng was already busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Wen Zhihe saw it and walked up to ask with concern, "Mrs. Meng, how is your child? Is he okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, Madam. Everything is fine now." Mrs. Meng responded with a smile.

That's good. Wen Zhihe felt relieved when she heard Mrs. Meng say that the child was fine.

After dinner.

Fu Yuheng came to the bedroom with a cup of warm milk.

Looking at the biological clock on the wall, it's already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

Wen Zhihe was still lying on the study table, looking carefully at the materials in his hands.

Fu Yuheng walked over and put the milk in his hand on the desk, "Zhizhi, it's already late, go to bed early."

Fu Yuheng is worried about his wife's health. He would feel bad if she stayed up late to study.

"Ah Heng, you go to sleep first. I'll go to rest after I finish looking at this picture."

Wen Zhihe didn't even raise her head, concentrating on taking notes in her hand, and told him to go and rest first and not to wait for her.

How could Fu Yuheng sleep if she didn't?

Considering his wife's health, Fu Yuheng picked her up directly.

Wen Zhihe struggled in his arms, "Hey, Ah Heng, what are you doing? Put me down now."

"If you move again, I'll kiss you."