Evil husband is too dominant

Fu Yichen didn't move his chopsticks, but said to Su MI, "what are you doing? Sit down."

Su Mi had to sit down with her and added half a bowl of rice to herself. Seeing that Fu Yichen hadn't moved, she looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Yichen said, "eat, if you don't eat, how can I know if your food can be eaten."

Su MI, "..."

She gnashed her teeth, turned her head, sandwiched a sparerib and bited it in her mouth.

Who, after a busy morning, is afraid that the food she makes will kill him?

Her cooking is the favorite of Jiabao and Jiabei. She always gives her face as a mommy. Will you eat it up!

"Looking at your expression, you can conclude that the food doesn't taste very good." Fu Yichen said leisurely next to him.

Su Mi almost choked on the meat in her mouth, stared at Fu Yichen and said, "don't you even have the courage to taste a dish?"

"It takes a lot of courage to taste it because it looks so ugly." Fu Yichen said with a look of disgust. Nevertheless, he moved his chopsticks and put a piece of spare ribs in his mouth.

Su Mi looked at him nervously for fear that he would spit out intact the next second. Fortunately, Fu Yichen didn't do that. He moved his cheeks, bit off a piece of meat and chewed it slowly.

Su MI was not sure whether the light she saw on his face was a good performance.

Fu Yichen quickly solved a piece of ribs and another dish.

"Isn't it good? I said my craft is very good. Also, what's wrong with the appearance of my dishes, but I don't carve flowers and put shapes like those chefs. The color is still very good!"

Seeing Fu Yichen eating one mouthful after another, Su Mi looked happy. She knew that the food she cooked was right for him, and some couldn't help but say proudly.

Fu Yichen glanced at her and said, "food is silent, sleep is silent!"

Su MI, "..."

Praise her for dying! That's enough!

If she didn't say it, Su Mi angrily took up her job and ate the food.

She didn't see it. When Fu Yichen turned her head, he projected a smiling and gentle look at her.

Home cooked food, can you taste like a monk?

Fu Yichen tasted the food. He didn't know if it was because Su Mi's words affected his idea. He really felt that these meals tasted particularly refreshing, delicious but not deliberately fine. There was a faint taste of happiness, which greatly satisfied his taste buds.

Is that home?

Oh, his home fell apart seventeen years ago.

He had long forgotten the taste of home.

Fu Yichen was not sure whether he tasted the taste of home, but the food on a table was swept away by him and Su MI. There was no waste at all, except that there was a little left of steamed rice, and the dishes were clean.

"I'm so full. What if I don't want to wash the dishes?"

When she was full, Su Mi couldn't help holding her cheeks. She lay lazily on the table and didn't want to move.

"Did I ask you to wash the dishes? Are all the servants in this villa free?"

Fu Yichen looked at Su Mi's disheartening manner and couldn't help sneering.

Yes, it seems that she doesn't have to wash the dishes here. She's cooking and really feels at home.

Su Mi immediately wanted to slap herself, but it was a happy thing not to wash the dishes. Su Mi immediately smiled and smiled at Fu Yichen, "Fu Shao Yingming."

"Promising!"

Fu Yichen gave her a white look, took the lead to stand up and walked out. After two steps, he took another step and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

Well, it seems that I'm a little full of food. My stomach is heavy when I walk.

It's all the woman's fault. What do you cook if you have nothing to do!

Instead, he quickened his pace and left the restaurant.

As soon as Fu Yichen came to the living room, he saw that Song Zhe was changing his shoes at the porch.

Fu Yichen glanced at him and said, "come back from the study."

After he spoke, he took his pocket with one hand and walked slowly up the stairs. His figure was tall and tall in the bright afternoon sun, and his every move was as elegant as in the painting.

Song Zhe quickly changed his shoes and followed him upstairs.

In the study, Song Zhe reported to Fu yichenhui: "now that Feng Feng has been detained, young master, don't worry. We have several important evidences in control, and we're not afraid that Feng Feng won't plead guilty. In addition, we've hired Lawyer Wang Boyuan, who is best at this kind of case. When the court starts, there's pressure from the media. If Feng Feng doesn't sentence for 20 or 30 years, don't think of it."

Fu Yichen didn't move his eyebrows. He only tapped the table with his slender fingers. "It's OK. Let's arrange for the most advanced medical team from Europe as soon as possible."

"Does the boss really want to donate bone marrow to Miss Su's husband?" Song Zhe was so surprised that he couldn't help asking.

Fu Yichen's eyes immediately narrowed. The whole person seemed to be covered by ice. He stared at Song Zhe like a cage of cold frost and slowly opened his mouth, "Miss Su's husband?"

Song Zhe wished he could not bite off his tongue.

"Young master, I said the wrong thing. Since Miss Su entered the door, she has naturally been your person. I must have eaten too much garlic today. My mouth stinks. Young master, don't mind."

Song Zhe accompanied him carefully, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

Fu Yichen hummed. "I remember that the company has a project in Burundi. You can follow up in person!"

Burundi?

Thinking of the bleak, lonely and monotonous life in Africa, Song Zhe's face turned pale.

He just made a mistake. Boss is going to distribute him?

"Little... Young master, no, my mother is still waiting for me to marry my daughter-in-law back. The poor old lady is almost sixty..." Song Zhe's face is bitter and his hands are folded, almost crying.

Fu Yichen sneer. "That's right. I'll find a black wife. I'm in Burundi. Women are willing to follow you."

Song Zhe, "..."

"Get out!"

Song Zhe was really going to cry. He walked out of the study step by step and looked back, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Su MI is sitting on the sofa, eating fruit, holding her mobile phone and Bai Miaomiao's wechat, talking about these two days.

[this is a typical hero saving beauty! The scene of Fu Shao saving you must be awesome?]

I fainted and didn't see it

Why don't you faint! You missed such an important scene

[don't be ridiculous. You know, what I approached Fu Yichen for.]

[tiger touch tiger touch, but seriously, honey, Fu Shao is also good to you. Can you really hold your heart?]

Su Mi sees Bai Miaomiao's new message. Somehow, her heart jumps and her hand holding the mobile phone slides.

She was stunned when she saw Song Zhe coming down from upstairs. Su Mi quickly put away her mobile phone. "Is assistant song leaving?"

Had it not been for Su MI, he would not have been sent to Africa!

Song Zhe glared at Su Mi fiercely, snorted, turned and walked to the porch.

Su MI, "..."

Song Zhe met his twin brother song Ze as soon as he went out.

"Aze, Yingying, please help others. They are going to be sent to Africa to eat soil. If you are a brother, please go and beg for mercy."

With a sad face, Song Zhe pulled song Ze like a life-saving straw.

"How did you provoke the young master?"

"I'm just careless. I made a mistake. The young master will send me to Africa. It's too cruel."

Song Ze pursed his lips. "To tell you the truth, although the young master is cruel to people, he has always been short-sighted and tolerant to those of us who take care of and protect him. Did you say something you shouldn't say?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Song Zhe said what had just happened with a bitter face.

Song Ze took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. "Young master, I don't know how much he cares about Miss Su's marriage. You're looking for death too thoroughly."

Song Zhe, "..."

Song Ze patted his brother on the shoulder, "you can go at ease and leave my parents at home to me."

"Hey, don't go. At least ask the young master for mercy for me!"

Song Ze turned his eyes. "Don't you know the young master's temperament? I'll plead and be distributed every minute!"

As he spoke, he turned his eyes and saw Su Mi sitting on the sofa through the window. He winked at Song Zhe, "see, you have to tie the bell to get rid of the bell. She has to plead."

Song Ze's eyes moved over and Ji Lingling trembled. Is there any mistake? He just came out and looked at Miss Su.

How shameless it is to go back and ask for help now.

"Brother, ask for more luck." Song Ze patted his brother on the shoulder.

"Alas, I beg Miss Su. You have to help me stop the young master. Don't let the young master see it." Song Zhe whispered.

Song Ze's head didn't return either. He just made an OK gesture.

"How did song tezhu come back?" Su MI, sitting on the sofa, didn't see the two brothers whispering outside. Seeing song Ze come in, she greeted again out of politeness.

"Miss Su, please see clearly. I'm not the Song Zhe just now. My appearance is more handsome and my temperament is more outstanding! I'm song Ze. In addition to being the young master's special assistant, I'm also the captain of the bodyguard team. Miss Su can call me captain song in the future."

Song Ze smiled and said politely to Su MI.

Su MI, "..."

How she looked as like as two peas in two brothers, could not see where the more handsome one was.

Seeing Su Mi speechless, song Ze nodded with a smile, "I'll send the contract to the young master. Miss Su, sit down slowly."

Su Mi nodded. Because song Ze's attitude was so good, she had to smile all the way to see song Ze upstairs, and kept smiling back at Song Ze who nodded to her.

"Miss Su?"

There was a soft to strange male voice in her ear. Su Mi looked back and saw another enlarged song Ze's face in front of her, full of flattering smiles.

Su Mi screamed in horror and hid behind.

"Miss Su, you must save me!"

Who knows, Song Zhe knelt down on his knees and shed tears.

Su MI, "..."