After breakfast, Guo Meiyu followed her to the garden door and stopped Fang Qinglin who was about to go out.

"Where to go, Lao Fang?"

"Ah? Go for a walk!"

"You're walking all day? You're still covered in oil smoke when you come back! Fang Qinglin, please tell me honestly."

"Oh, I'm not learning to cook from others! I'll save you so much that you always scare me if you don't cook!"

"One day I didn't let you eat enough? My son finally had a rest at home, so he couldn't calm down for a while? Stay with him?"

"Children? Do you still need to accompany me?" Fang Qinglin glanced upstairs, as if complaining: "I am in my thirties, and I can't even see a girlfriend!"

"No matter how old he is, if we have us, aren't you still a child?"

Fingering his wife, Fang Qinglin looked heartbroken.

"It is because of your thoughts that you want to get into trouble with everything!"

"I'm not doing good for your Fang family?"

"Then I would like to express my gratitude to you for the 18th generation of our Fang family's ancestors!"

"Fang Qinglin! What does it mean? Are you scolding me?"

Stopped by his wife's low roar, Fang Qinglin looked at the angry face and his tone suddenly slowed down. "Oh, I don't dare! I just want to tell you that he was worried about not finding a girlfriend before, but now he finally met someone he likes. Why did you break the blood again? You have to break up?"

Why didn't she understand? Guo Meiyu's face softened.

"Aren't you afraid that he will be plotted against again? Alas... Back then, when she went abroad with the Shen Jiameng, her family was not in good condition, and it was not her son who had been burdened with her for several years..." Looking at her husband, Guo Meiyu paused: "Money is a trivial matter. My son, who was originally very sunny, turned into a piece of ice when he came back!"

"I know you were bitten by a snake once and were afraid of the ropes for ten years. You can't catch the shadow of a bow and snake, right? You should use the facts as the basis! Don't worry, leave this matter to Lao Fang!"

"Leave it to you?"

Just as the old couple was standing at the door chatting, the white car stopped in front of them, and Zhang Ruqing, who was dressed in exquisite clothes, pushed the door and got out of the car.

"Hello, uncle, aunt, you guys! Hey, are you going out?"

"It's a little bit of a problem when you go out! Xiao Zhang..."

Before Fang Qinglin could finish speaking, Guo Meiyu gently pulled her husband's arm forward to talk. She was no longer as happy as before, and her smiling face seemed to be faintly embarrassed.

"Xiao Zhang, is there anything wrong with me?"

"Is Fang Wen at home? Auntie. I just went to the company and couldn't find him!"

"He... drank too much last night and went to bed! When he wakes up, let him call back!"

Seeing that Guo Meiyu's attitude changed, Zhang Ruqing, who was puzzled, still kept a decent smile and took a step forward without any invitation.

"It's okay, I'll go see him!"

"Xiao Zhang! Fang Wen finally gave himself a vacation. Look, we all hid out and wanted him to rest quietly... Isn't it? Lao Fang!"

"Ah?" Fang Qinglin, who was confused, replied casually: "Yes, I'm still having a cold, not very comfortable!"

When Zhang Ruqing heard that Fang Wen was in a state of illness, eagerly Zhang Ruqing walked around Guo Meiyu and quickly entered the room.

"Uncle and Auntie, it's okay, I'll take care of him. You guys are busy!"

"Oh~"

Fang Qinglin grabbed her and wanted to follow Guo Meiyu, and asked in confusion: "Old Guo, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"I think you took the wrong medicine! Who told you to say he was sick? Just say he was sleeping?"

"Can you tell me how did you figure it out?"

"Don't you consider this for your old Fang family?" Guo Meiyu calmed down. "Fang Wen and that woman... that girl are quite like that! What's important is that even if they were arguing, there was a smile on his face. It seemed that my original son was back!"

"It's really the ancestors of the Fang family who opened their eyes!" Fang Qinglin said to his wife. "Hurry up, go and have a look!"

"I'm alone? Where are you?"

"There's something else, let's go! Besides, what's the old man who has anything to talk about with her?"

Looking at his back, Guo Meiyu muttered and quickly returned to the house.

...

The curtains were tightly pulled, and the light in the room was dark. The continuous cough broke the silence. After rolling on the bed for a few times, Fang Wen sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

The newly emerging stubble added a bit of haggardness to the worried face. He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows tightly to relieve the suffocation of the head.

"Are you awake?"

“When did it come?”

The woman who pushed the door in, made him so surprised that his eyebrows tighter.

But she sat naturally beside the bed and gently pulled down his hand. Seeing that the eyebrows were pinched to the point of dark red, she felt distressed and caressed.

"Do you want to ask a doctor to take a look?"

"No need! Go to the company."

Turning his head and lifting the quilt, he slowly got up and got out of bed.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruqing grabbed the arm, tightened the man's waist, and plunged his head into his broad chest.

"Don't go to the company today, I'll be with you in the room... OK?"

The smell of high-end perfume rushed into the nose, making the tip of the nose itchy, and also awakened the faint lotus fragrance in the mind. Why did she seem to be everywhere, pulling him away from his life trajectory for many years?

The depressed and angry man did not move, but Zhang Ruqing thought it was his default. He raised his face and took the initiative to rub his neck, gently exuding his delicate words.

"Fang Wen, hold me! Now, I am yours!"


Chapter completed!