Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 172 Don't Look

Su Shihan was getting up, turned around, and filled another bowl of noodles.

Entering the kitchen, Su Shihan filled a bowl of noodles, but when she turned around, she saw Fu Yehan standing at the door of the kitchen at some point.

"What's wrong?" Su Shihan asked.

Fu Yehan stepped forward a few steps, towards Su Shihan: "One more bowl."

"Why?" Su Shihan raised the curtains of her eyes, but her mind didn't turn around for a while.

Fu Yehan who came forward took out an empty bowl, filled a bowl of noodles with his own hands, and said calmly, "I can't just eat it by myself, you can eat it too."

Fu Yehan's tone was calm and downplaying, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but Su Shihan could feel his thoughtfulness and warmth.

It's the details that touch people's hearts the most.

Fu Yehan's care and care hidden in the details made Su Shihan's heart soften into a puddle of spring water, and the warmth in his bright smile melted.

"Okay, let's eat together." Su Shihan smiled like a flower.

Fortunately, she made a lot of noodles and could hold several bowls.

Su Shihan and Fu Yehan walked out of the kitchen side by side, came to the dining table, and ate together.

The two ate in silence, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After the meal was over, Su Shihan asked Fu Yehan, who was supposed to help clean up the dishes, to sit aside, and she did the finishing work after the meal by herself.

After Su Shihan packed the dishes and washed her hands, she warmly pulled Fu Yehan up: "Come on, Yehan, let's go upstairs, I have a gift for you."

"What gift?" Fu Yehan still did not change his solemn and cold expression, and his tone of voice was as flat and indifferent as before, but there was a hint of expectation and joy hidden under this flat and indifference.

Su Shihan didn't say it clearly, but with a bit of mystery, she said: "Go upstairs first, and you will know later."

When he sees it, he will know it.

Su Shihan directly dragged Fu Yehan upstairs to the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, Su Shihan and Fu Yehan entered the bedroom together.

After Su Shihan's work, the bedroom looks romantic and dreamy, bouquets of roses can be seen everywhere, colorful balloons are arranged around, lights are shining, and dazzling stars are projected on the white ceiling.

Bubble lights are lit on both sides of the bed, adding a bit of romance.

On the bedside table, petals, cakes, candles, ribbons, etc. are all placed neatly, making it more warm and romantic.

As soon as Fu Yehan entered the bedroom, he was stunned, as if he was in a dream, and he was in a dream. There is no doubt that these were all prepared by Su Shihan.

Su Shihan carefully prepared it for him.

His pupils are dim and deep, and his heart has a shallow arc. He walked to the bedside table with his strong and powerful legs with perfect proportions.

Looking at the cake on the bedside table, there is a beautiful font on the cake: "Ye Han, happy birthday."

Fu Yehan could easily see that this was Su Shihan's handwriting.

The cake is not good-looking, there are still some flaws, the workmanship is not exquisite, the cake has sag and bottom caking phenomenon, the whole is rough, the texture is uneven, there are faint spots on the surface, and there are even obvious cracks...

Fu Yehan stared at the cake on the bedside table with gloomy eyes. After looking at it for a long time, Fu Yehan didn't look away.

Fu Yehan stood with a silent face, staring at the cake on the bedside table for a long time.

Similarly, Su Shihan also noticed the cake on the bedside table.

Embarrassed, she moved forward, walked to Fu Yehan's side, and walked around in front of him so as to block his gaze: "Yehan, this is not the point, don't read it."

(End of this chapter)