[There is bread in the car this morning, and we will have lunch later. ]

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Shen Rao looked at the Q-version black panther holding a heart in the dialog box and clenched his fingers. He felt very sad. His Ah Yan had such a hard time.

【Remember to take a picture of your lunch and show it to me. 】

If you can’t make up for breakfast, you should always have a good lunch.

【Okay.】 Qi Yan replied.

【are you working?】

【In a meeting.】

【…】

The other party didn't reply, Qi Yan took the initiative to send a message: [Why didn't you reply? ]

[I'm afraid to disturb you.] Shen Rao bit his thin lower lip, his palms sweating a little, [Aren't you in a meeting?]

【do not bother. 】

Qi Yan seemed to have eyes behind him. He lowered his head to avoid flying objects, listened to the chaotic background noise of others trying to stop the fight, and continued to reply.

【It was halftime. 】

【? 】

Shen Rao stared at this sentence in silence. Is he in a meeting or a competition?

Here, Qi Yan put down his phone, tapped the table with his fingers, stood up, and glanced at the people who were crooked.

"Since we can't decide which one is better, let's eat first. It's time for lunch."

After that, she waved her hand to adjourn the meeting.

Everyone was confused.

No.

Aren't you the workaholic?

Everyone looked at each other, and someone went to pick up the shoes and said, "Then come back and fight again. No, come back and discuss it later!"

"Let's go, let's go eat. I heard the food in the cafeteria is pretty good today."

The guys who had just been arguing with each other until their faces turned red and their necks became friends right away, hugging each other's shoulders.

The subordinates were surprised that the young master dismissed the meeting so early today. Didn’t they discuss the results before adjourning the meeting last time?

He caught up with her holding the minutes: "Are you hungry?"

Come to think of it.

I just had a quick breakfast in the car, I must be hungry now.

Qi Yan said "hmm" casually and lowered his head to type.

The subordinates guessed who he was in contact with. Who else could it be? The one at home.

"Miss," Feng Qiaoxi, who had just returned from training with his men, waved at her, "Come here."

Qi Yan went over and sat down. Feng Qiaoxi had already prepared food for her.

Four dishes and one soup, three meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and a tomato egg drop soup.

"You came out so quickly today. I thought I ate both portions by myself."

"It's your own portion that's not enough, don't put the blame on me." Qi Yan took the chopsticks.

"That's because Commander Feng always told me to remember to get you food, okay?" Feng Qiaoxi denied it. "What do you mean I don't have enough to eat?"

Qi Yan shook his head, picked up the phone and stopped talking to her.

Feng Qiaoxi was really surprised to see that she was taking pictures of her lunch.

"When did you become so fashionable? You even post a circle of friends before eating?"

Qishan certainly also has their 'circle of friends'.

But there's all sorts of mess inside.

For example, who blew up the laboratory today, who broke his own record of not sleeping, who made new discoveries, who had new results, and who increased the pig production capacity.

Some are showing off codes, some are showing off guns, some are showing off piglets, and some are recording Dahei's action routes.

There is nothing that cannot be released, only what you can't think of.

"No."

Qi Yan sent the photo over.

"It's not a circle..." Feng Qiaoxi knew it, and smiled, "Where are you reporting it?"

She didn't say yes or no, she was fiddling with her phone, not knowing what the other party sent her, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Feng Qiaoxi almost glared at the food, and sighed while stuffing rice and steamed buns into his mouth.

"I never thought you could find 'love'."

Qi Yan condescended to look away from the screen and glanced at her: "I didn't expect that either."

After she typed: [You too], she put her phone aside and started eating.

"Why don't you chat anymore?" Feng Qiaoxi asked after swallowing.

Qi Yan said calmly: "He asked me to eat and not chat with me anymore."

Feng Qiaoxi was shocked: "Why do I feel full so quickly today?"

She is tall and exercises a lot, so usually she can barely feel full after eating two servings. But now she can’t eat anymore.

The next second, Feng Qiaoxi suddenly realized.

"It turns out that you not only have to eat, but you also have to eat your dog food."

Qi Yan: "If you like it, ask Uncle Jin to bring some to you."

Feng Qiaoxi understood.

Jin Qian has a stupid dog that is as fat as a balloon.

Apart from having fun every day, they eat and sleep. The dog food they eat is Jinqian’s homemade super high-quality dog ​​food, which is said to be better than what humans eat.

"I've had enough of your food," she declined. "Really, forget it."

Halfway through the meal, Feng Qiaoxi had already finished the second portion and was about to start the third portion. He said goodbye to the kind smile of the aunt who served the meal and came back to ask something.

"When are you going to have your wedding? I heard from my dad that they are preparing for it, but you haven't given a date yet."

Qi Yan was silent for a while, without raising his head: "No hurry, it's not time yet."

"Not in a hurry yet?" Feng Qiaoxi smiled. "You are not in a hurry, but the Elders Council is getting very anxious. They can't wait for you to register today. They are afraid that you will run away again."

She mumbled the rest of the sentence.

Qi Yan naturally heard it. She tapped her temple and said, "How can you marry someone when you haven't recovered yet?"

Feng Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Hurry up and bind yourself to him before he gets well. If his head is really damaged, he won't be able to escape."

Qi Yan finished eating, picked up the plate and stood up: "I can't do such a thing."

"Then you're just going to let your beloved husband at home wait?" Feng Qiaoxi shouted at her back, "This is not a good idea, Miss."

Qi Yan paused for a moment, then continued walking.

Feng Qiaoxi stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth and chewed it.

Good news: The young master is in love.

Bad news: Still that stubborn blockhead.

After returning, Qi Yan was a little absent-minded. She didn't even notice the stack of reports flying towards her face and was hit hard.

'Snapped--'

The meeting, which had been noisy just a moment ago, suddenly became completely silent, and everyone's legs were shaking with fear.

If they were like a group of fighting lions before, they are now just weak kittens.

"Young Master, are you okay? I, we didn't mean to..."

Qi Yan pulled down the report that was on her head, revealing a slightly red forehead and a faint expression.

"fine."

But the crowd did not feel relaxed. The whole station stood there, waiting for the decision.

"You guys..." Qi Yan looked around at them, "Forget it, it's nothing."

In the end, she said nothing, threw the report in her hand, and pointed at the one with the most reliable plan.

"Just use his. Meeting adjourned."

After Qi Yan left, everyone turned their attention to the one who didn't expect to "win".

"What did the young master want to ask just now?"

“It’s rare to see her distracted.”

"What do you mean by very little? It means nothing at all!"

"She was still messaging someone in a meeting this afternoon. I've been following her for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen this happen."

"Because I'm going to start a family, my wife often sends me messages."

"should be."

"By the way, does anyone know the wedding date?"

“Is there any notice from above?”

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads in unison: "No."

They only knew that the young master was going to marry a young master from outside the family, and they knew nothing else.

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