"Fenfen, this is your favorite lobster with oil."

She watched them coldly. Since Ouyang Fen moved in here, he went home from 9 to 5 every day. The first thing he did when he went home was to cook delicious food carefully for Ouyang Fen. Every day, he asked the servants who rushed over from the old house to help buy the freshest seafood just to cook for Ouyang Fen.

She fiddled with the Yangchun noodles in the bowl and hurriedly finished eating. "Mr. Zheng, can we talk later?" She looked faintly and said as she looked at the intimate two people on the dining table.

"What do you want to talk to Xiaolang? Can't I listen?" Ouyang Fen pushed the bowl in front of him in anger and closed his mouth angrily. No matter how Zheng Xiaolang coaxed him, he would not let him slap it.

"What big thing can you do, why not say it at the dining table?" He put down his chopsticks and almost roared at her. His sharp deep eyes stared at her deeply.

She stopped and was about to go upstairs, not caring about his tone. "Actually, it's nothing. I decided to complete the internship from tomorrow. This time I might have to follow the senior reporter to interview in Africa." After that, she turned around and walked upwards, leaving only a light back for them.

Ouyang Fen breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this girl was going to Africa, which was really great. She was tired of playing love games. Recently, she saw in a business magazine that Zheng Xiaolang was actually the president of Zheng Group. If she wanted to get married, she always had to find a marriage with strong financial support. Besides, Zheng Xiaolang is not only handsome, but also gentle to her. She found so many lovers to play love games, but none of them had the same value as him. That was why she wore a black dress that day to test whether he still had love for her.

"Are the guys who went to Africa with you?" He leaned lazily against the door of her guest room with his arms, staring at her with unfathomable eyes. Since he brought Ouyang Fen back, she has automatically moved to the room farthest from their bedroom.

"There are men and women, there are about four or five people." She didn't know when he followed in, so she lowered her head to pack up the clothes on the bed. Africa is very hot and doesn't need to bring too much luggage, so she doesn't have much luggage, only a small suitcase, which is so simple that it's heartbreaking.

He watched her clean up quickly, and felt inexplicably disappointed. "Mr. Zheng, if you are fine, you can leave." She walked past him and prepared to go to the bathroom to brush her teeth, and gave the order to expel the guest without hesitation.

I don’t know when she started calling him Mr. Zheng. He felt very bored. It was her polite name, and it made her look light and never showed a jealous expression, which seriously hit his man’s self-esteem.

A faint fragrance came to his nose. He seemed to be intoxicated and took a deep breath. Inexplicable desire rippled in his chest. He reached out and pulled the tie in his neck. The heat feeling became deeper and deeper, blending into his heart, and his heartbeats quickly, as if he was about to leave his body and fly to a certain place on her body.
Chapter completed!