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Zhong Qiao received a message from Chen Kang:

[Madam, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll arrange for the canteen to cook it here or order it from outside. ]

[The chairman is free now, you can also tell him. ]

[The chairman should really want you to find him. 】

Zhong Qiao focused on the last sentence and replied to Chen Kang's message: "Okay, I'll tell him directly." 】

She called Fu Yanchen, turned on the phone, and continued to put on makeup:

"Are you busy?"

"Not busy."

"I will come to the company to have dinner with you at noon."

"Well, Chen Kang told me

"Then I'll come over after dinner. I'll leave after eating with you." " I don't

have any plans for the afternoon

. I might just hang out alone. Jiawen has an appointment with the kids today, so I can't go with him." I'll go with you."

Fu Yanchen actually has a lot of things on his hands right now and is very busy, but he likes to listen to Zhong Qiao talk and regards calling her as a way to relax.

Hearing her say that she had no plans for the afternoon, Fu Yanchen's eyebrows moved, "I'll give you a backup option."

Zhong Qiao settled on his makeup and was looking for blush, "What option?"

His clear voice came from his ears, "Consider it. Come to the company and accompany me."

Zhong Qiao paused as he took off the blush cover, and flashed through his mind the inappropriate scenes with him in the office.

Her cheeks in front of the mirror were so flushed that she didn't need to put on blush at all. "No, I did it too many times yesterday, and it hurts a little now."

Fu Yanchen was still a little depressed when he heard the word "no". After hearing it, During the whole sentence, she couldn't hold back and smiled lowly, "Honey, I want you to accompany me to work. What do you think I'm talking about?"

Zhong Qiao: "..."

She looked in the mirror and used the air conditioner. With cold fingers, I pinched my hot earlobes and decided not to answer the question.

If the two were together at this moment, she would definitely bite him in anger.

Thinking of this scene, Fu Yanchen raised his thin lips and smiled, but considering her face, he didn't make any sound.

Zhong Qiao has not yet decided on her next drama, so she announced that she is not busy and would be happy to go to the company to accompany him.

But after being teased by him just now, she didn't want to follow his words and snorted, "Let's talk about it then."

Fu Yanchen raised his eyebrows slightly but said nothing.

Zhong Qiao finished putting on makeup: "I'm hanging up!"

"Wait a minute." Fu Yanchen wanted to talk to her for no reason, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Let's go to the cafeteria then. I'll I've tasted the food in your company cafeteria before, and it's quite delicious."

"Okay."

In fact, he has never eaten in the company cafeteria.

His original intention was to ask the kitchen or an outside restaurant to prepare it and then deliver it to her. If she wanted to go out to eat, he could also spend time with her at noon, but he did not expect that she would want to go to the canteen by herself.

After hanging up the phone, he worked immersedly for a while.

About an hour later, he looked at his phone, inexplicably expecting news from her.

But seeing that she didn't send any messages, and there were no new updates in the circle of friends, I had no choice but to continue working.

At 11:50, Zhong Qiao rushed to the office. She wore an apricot-colored dress today, her hair was long and light and curly, her makeup was fresh and natural, and her overall temperament was gentle and majestic.

Fu Yanchen's eyes fell on her, feeling that it was different from usual, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Zhong Qiao turned in a circle with confidence and satisfaction, "Does it look good?"

Fu Yanchen nodded and finally noticed something different, "No makeup today?"

However, he thought she was beautiful without makeup.

Zhong Qiao, who was wearing full makeup but not red lips: "..."

Forget it, Fu Yanchen doesn't have many members of the opposite sex around him, so it's not surprising that he would judge whether he's wearing makeup based on his lipstick.

She walked over, sat on his lap, and held his neck, "Look carefully, are you wearing any makeup?"

When he was close enough to her, Fu Yanchen could see that her eyebrows were different from her bare face, so she explained He said, "It's melted. You didn't put on lipstick, so you didn't notice it at first."

No lipstick? She won't go out without lipstick!

Zhong Qiao thought of the superimposition of lipstick and lip gloss on her lips, took a breath, and simply kissed him on the face, then took out a small mirror to look at him, "It's obviously applied."

Fu Yanchen looked in the mirror There was a touch of light red on his face, and his eyes darkened for a moment, and he felt her lipstick more directly, "Yes, I put it on, it smells like chocolate."

Zhong Qiao: "..."

The hateful capitalist, in addition to trying every means to squeeze her (In bed), learning ability is also top-notch.

It's broad daylight, and she's flirting here again.

Zhong Qiao stood up on pins and needles, using the cold air from the air conditioner to dissipate some of the heat on his cheeks. "Let's go to eat."

"Okay." Fu Yanchen stood up with a smile.

"Wait a minute!" Zhong Qiao took out a tissue, stood on tiptoes, and after wiping his face, he glanced down with unclear meaning, "...Wait a minute."

Fu Yanchen cleared his throat, "I Go wash your face. "

...

Chenyu cafeteria is like a high-end version of a university cafeteria.

Compared with normal times, there are not many people on Saturdays, so there is no need to queue at the major windows.

The kitchen chef, who was notified early in the morning, was even more enthusiastic when he was shaking the spoon.

The window aunt was warm-hearted and courageous. She caught Zhong Qiao and praised him.

Zhong Qiao thanked her generously and confidently, picked something she liked, and Fu Yanchen brought it over for her.

This move is a bit like a college couple.

Even though the employees eating in the canteen are consciously restraining themselves, they still can't help but glance here from time to time.

After all, this is the first time the chairman has come to the cafeteria for dinner, and the chairman's wife is Zhong Qiao, a big star. When these two people are together, they look so beautiful that they have jumped to another layer, as if they were filming a movie.

Fu Yanchen went to choose a few more special dishes. When he came back, he saw Zhong Qiao flipping through his phone seriously, "What are you looking at?"

Zhong Qiao: "Guidelines, there are many guides about your canteen dishes on the Internet."

Fu Yanchen After two seconds of silence, he said, "There's no need to check it out. What I brought here for you are the ones you usually like to eat from the special dishes in the canteen."

Zhong Qiao raised his eyes and saw that they were all her favorites, and his appetite increased greatly. , she put down her phone and started eating slowly.

After eating and drinking, she returned to the office with Fu Yanchen and said with emotion, "It's really as delicious as what was said on the Internet."

The only drawback is that too many people are staring at her. Considering her star image and boss lady image, she can only eat in a very ladylike manner.

There was a faint but gentle smile between Fu Yanchen's brows and eyes: "Next time, I'll feel more comfortable if I just ask the canteen to deliver the food."

Zhong Qiao nodded, rested leisurely on the sofa for a while, and glanced at Fu Yan Looking at the pile of documents on Chen's desk, he thought to himself that he was actually not as free as he said on the phone.

So what Fu Yanchen said about working with him was indeed very serious.

After admiring him at work for a while, Zhong Qiao stood up and said, "I ate too many carbohydrates at noon and am a little sleepy. I'll go to the lounge to take a nap."

"I'll accompany you."

"No need." Zhong Qiao knew that he didn't usually take a lunch break. She was used to it and didn't want to disturb his work. "You go ahead and work first. I'll come out after a while."

Fu Yanchen nodded and followed her with his eyes until the door of the lounge was closed.

There was an extra pair of unopened women's slippers in the lounge, the same style as the ones she had at home.

Zhong Qiao put on his slippers and lay on the bed, his sleepiness dissipated a little, and he just closed his eyes to recuperate.

The door opened slightly, the sound was very soft, but she still heard it, along with a glimmer of light under her eyelids.

Thinking that he also came to sleep, Zhong Qiao closed his eyes and pretended for a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, a thin quilt covered her body, and a very light kiss fell on her forehead.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement. Zhong Qiao couldn't help but open his eyes and saw only one side of the tall figure before closing the door.

He came in just because he was afraid that she would catch a cold.