sweet wife unattainable

Chapter 115 To please is not to ask for leave! (2 more)
Only Song Yan'an and Su Yi were left in the kitchen.

Song Yan'an was actually full. His main task now was to cook vegetables and meat for Su Yi. Holding a pair of chopsticks in his bony hands, he sandwiched half a plate of beef into the spicy soup and stirred it gracefully.

Su Yi said: "Just throw all the meat in. When it's cooked, I'll pick it up with my chopsticks. You should go up and see him too."

"It's okay, it's enough to have the two of them on it."

"That's too hard for you."

"It's not hard, the two of us are with each other, and we still say this kind of foreign language." To Song Yan'an, Su Yi is his own sister, who he wants to care for for the rest of his life.

Su Yi smiled, "Well, how are you and Shi Chu?"

Hearing this, Song Yan'an stopped cooking the meat and looked at her with beautiful eyes, "What's wrong?"

Su Yi thought that the little brother hadn't developed anything when he said that, so he smiled and said, "I mean, how is Shi Churen doing? Didn't you say she had hypoglycemia before?"

"Fortunately, it will probably get better after a period of time."

"You two are making good friends now."

"It's okay. I have some business contacts, so we meet often."

"Yeah." Su Yi smiled, "Not bad."

Seeing her smile, Song Yan'an laughed along with her, picked up another pile of beef for her, and immediately returned to Su Yi's exclamation, "Don't pick up so much meat for me, I can't finish it..."

*
At 09:30 at night, Su Yi took a shower in the guest room, put on a pure black silk pajamas, and entered Lan Fuchu's bedroom. He had cleaned up and changed, and was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone. Also went back first.

Su Yi walked over, glanced at the contents of his phone, and said, "Are you watching the news?"

"En." Lan Fuchu, who always regarded her words as air, answered her question unexpectedly.

Su Yi was slightly taken aback, and was amused, "Looking at your phone after surgery is bad for your health, come on, give me your phone, and I'll read it to you."

Lan Fu took a first look at her and handed out the phone.

Su Yi took it, sat beside his bed, and calmly read to him the news that happened today, fell silent, and read some of the latest entertainment news.

"Last night, Zhao Xingchen appeared at the Capital Airport, wearing a long black T-shirt and a white baseball cap, with long fluttering hair and a pouty mouth, so charming!" The news also marked a few photos of Zhao Xingchen at the airport, and Su Yi showed them to Lan Fu saw her for the first time, "Do you remember her? She was in the same class as us before."

Lan Fu glanced at the news for the first time, "I remember."

"You actually remember?"

Lan Fuchu looked at the mentally retarded expression, "She was picked up by Si Yajie, and she is currently working as an artist in our company."

"..."

It turned out to be from his company, no wonder I remembered it, Su Yi thought about it, and suddenly said: "I'll go, then she's also your employee?"

"Forget it, but I don't interfere with the affairs of the subsidiary company. I only look at the financial report submitted every month."

Su Yi nodded, "It's great, I'll work for you alone."

Lan Fuchu: "..."

"I heard that she is the hottest actress right now, isn't it?"

"I don't know." With so many things to do every day, there is no time to pay attention to these small things.

"..." Su Yi was stunned and said in surprise, "Your own company's artists, don't you know?"

Lan Fu glanced at her for the first time, then lowered his head and picked up a storybook next to him, flipped through it quietly, and said nothing.

Su Yi looked at his quiet profile, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Isn't it? You really don't know?"

At this time, she thought about her mobile phone, Su Yi looked down and saw that it was Gu Benmo calling.

She glanced at Lan Fuchu subconsciously, and Lan Fuchu was also looking at her, his eyes were looking up from bottom to top, with [-] points of unkindness.

Su Yi froze for a moment, then ignored his cannibalistic gaze, said 'wait', and went outside to pick it up.

Lan Fuchu could occasionally hear her laughter from outside the door.

As soon as he pursed his lips, he crumpled the book in his hand.

A few minutes later, Su Yi answered the phone, walked in from the door, and said to Lan Fuchu with a smile: "Can I ask you for a vacation tomorrow night? That's how it is. A few friends come back from abroad tomorrow. I want to Pick them up at the airport."

"No." Lan Fuchu refused without hesitation, expressionless.

Su Yi was startled.

The warm atmosphere just now was gone.

"I'm just going to pick up the plane. If you are worried that no one will take care of you before then, I can assure you that you won't. When I leave tomorrow night, I will first ask a nurse to take care of you..."

"I said I can't do it, so I can't do it." He interrupted her, and a trace of unconcealable anger appeared in his calm eyes.

Su Yi was rejected by him, looked at him, and frowned fiercely, "Why? I guarantee that someone will take care of you in my place."

"I don't want to talk to you about why here. Anyway, at seven o'clock tomorrow night, I want to see you here." After saying that, she lay down, covered herself with a quilt, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Su Yi: "..."

Hold!Sure enough, the cuteness before was all an illusion!This guy!To put it bluntly, his character is smelly and hard!Also domineering!

She angrily lifted her quilt and lay down in it, the more she thought about it, the more irritable she became.

*
the next day.

Lan Fuchu was very busy, even if he was lying on the bed, many high-level executives would come from the group, and they all piled up in the master bedroom for meetings.

Su Yi was doing nothing, staying on the bed in the guest room and playing with her mobile phone. It was not her shift during the day, so she was too lazy to move.

At noon, the people in the group finally left after the meeting. The family doctor came for an examination and said that he was recovering well, so he could stop the infusion and switch to oral medicine.

Su Yi went down to the first floor to have lunch, and saw Sister Jing came back with a tray. The dishes in it were specially made for Lan Fuchu, but they were almost intact. Su Yi asked, "Why save so much? He didn't Do you want to eat?"

"The young master said he has no appetite." Sister Jing sighed, and put the tray on the dining table, "I couldn't eat at noon yesterday. Hey, if this continues, how can the young master's body be nourished?"

Su Yi thought for a while, and said: "How about this, Sister Jing, you are ordering a bowl of noodles again, and I will serve it to him."

"What kind of noodles do you want?"

"What is good for the recovery of patients after surgery?"

Sister Jing said: "Today, we are making abalone soup with winter worms at home. Can I cook abalone broth and longxu noodles for the young master?"

"Yes, it sounds delicious. Cook me one too. I'll go up and eat with him."

*
After a while, Su Yi went upstairs with the tray.

Lan Fuchu was wearing white casual clothes, sitting on the bed and reading documents, the emotions in the corners of his eyes and brows were faint, looking warm and elegant.

When this person reads a book quietly, he really has a particularly peaceful and far-reaching atmosphere.

Su Yi stood at the door and stared at him for a moment, then walked over lightly, "Have you had lunch yet?"

This sentence is a good opening remark, although she already knew in her heart that he had eaten, seeing that he didn't raise his head, she ignored her, Su Yi was not surprised, put the tray on his bedside table, and brought him to eat Small table, "Sister Jing cooked dragon beard noodles. It looks really good. I'll bring it up and eat it with you."

Lan Fuchu finally raised his head from the document in his hand, looked at Longxumian, and then at her, feeling that she was here to curry favor with him, so he ignored her, anyway, he would never ask her to ask for leave to meet that man.

Stared at by that gloomy gaze, Su Yi's scalp felt numb for a moment.

Ugh……

This kid has been really difficult to deal with since he became an adult. He used to be a little cute when he lost his temper, but now he completely ignores people when he loses his temper.
"Still busy?" Su Yi lifted the small table and said to him: "Eat first, or the noodles will be mushy. Move your feet and I will move the small table up for you."

"I'm not hungry." He had a cold, displeased expression on Zhang Jun's face.

"You are sick now, you need to eat more nutritious broth, now, this noodle is highly nutritious." Su Yi completely ignored his words, and said in a wrong way.

The veins on the back of Lan Fuchu's hands twitched, "I said I'm not hungry anymore, didn't you hear me?"

"It's hard to make this noodle, it's really delicious, just give me some face."

"Say no to eat!" He closed the folder forcefully, raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were cruel and cold, as if he wanted to swallow her up, "Don't think that if you use this method, I will I will ask you to ask for leave, tell you, don't even think about it!"

Su Yi was slightly startled, his first reaction was to laugh, and then he said helplessly as if he was watching a child throwing a tantrum: "Who said I came to curry favor with you?"

Su Yi was not afraid of the anger in his eyes at all, she was afraid of the calm little Derby who didn't speak, on the contrary, the angry little Derby meant that he didn't really want to do anything to her, so Su Yi bent down slightly, Leaning in front of him, he said, "I've thought about it too. After all, your home is different from ordinary people's homes. It's not something anyone can enter. I guess you're also worried about this, so if you don't let me ask for leave, I won't let you in." Please, I will ask someone else to help me with my friend's affairs."

She has already asked her little brother to pick her up from the plane, anyway, if I don't see you tonight, it will be the same if I see you tomorrow during the day.

Hearing these words, the anger in Lan Fuchu's eyebrows dissipated a little, but he still didn't speak.

Su Yi said: "Okay, if you don't eat the noodles, it will be mushy. Sister Jing said that you have a bad appetite at noon, and you haven't touched your chopsticks. You must not be full, right?"

Lan Fuchu didn't answer, but his expression has loosened a lot.

Su Yi has known him for many years, and he already knows his emotional expression like the back of his hand. This appearance is already compromising.

Su Yi moved the small table up again.

Unexpectedly, this time Lan Fuchu seemed to have sensed something, and moved his legs on his own initiative.

(End of this chapter)