"It's okay." Yan Chuyang pushed his hand away, rubbed his eyes and said, "The omelette for breakfast is very satisfying, and I drank coffee, so I'm not hungry now."
It's okay not to mention coffee, but when coffee is mentioned, Wei Qing's air pressure suddenly drops again, he pulls down the hand that rubbed the boy's eyes, staring at him with falcon-like eyes and saying
"Why did you meet that Song Huaiqi today?"
Yan Chuyang pouted: "Didn't you say it? Talk about sponsorship."
Wei Qing's pupils shrank: "You don't want me to sponsor you, but Song Huaiqi can sponsor you, right?"
Yan Chuyang sighed, collapsed on the back of the chair and said, "You two are different."
"What's the difference?"
Yan Chuyang wrinkled his nose: "It's different anyway."
Wei Qing was furious: "Why is it different, the relationship between us is not as good as him?"
"Oh, no." Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth anxiously, "You are my husband, what do I want your money for, I don't want it!"
These words were like the coolest wind in summer, blowing away the nameless fire that had accumulated in the man's heart without a trace.
After Yan Chuyang finished speaking, he regretted it, and quickly made up for it, "I didn't mean you are my husband, I mean, aren't you pretending to be my husband now? Although you are pretending, I think..."
"Don't talk about it." Wei Qing hugged him on his shoulders in a good mood, and interrupted him with an extremely gentle voice: "What's the matter, I give you the money voluntarily."
Yan Chuyang sighed: "But I don't want it." The last thing he wanted was to be inferior in front of Wei Qing.
Wei Qing touched his face: "If you don't want it, forget it."
Yan Chuyang looked up at him: "You won't be angry again, will you?"
Wei Qing shook his head: "Why are you angry? You performed very well today and you fit into your role very well. I think you should be rewarded."
Yan Chuyang blinked: "What reward?"
"Aunt Wang is not here today, so just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you."
"Squeak——" the car shook suddenly, and the strong inertia made people fall forward
"What's going on?!" Wei Qing raised his head and shouted at the driver in displeasure.
"Mr. Wei, I'm sorry." The driver apologized again and again, "I slipped my hand just now."
Wei Qing's voice was stern: "Uncle Wang, you have been driving with me for several years, let's forget it is the first time today, but I don't want to see this kind of mistake again in the future."
Wang Fengli nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I promise there won't be a next time!" When he got home, he went to train his mental quality, trying to stay indifferent no matter what shocking words he heard. What kind of husband, cooking, are all floating clouds! He wants to know how to drive with peace of mind, and how to drive!
Wei Qing hummed heavily, then looked back at Yan Chuyang, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"
Wang Fengli's scalp was tensed by this gentle tone, and he quickly adjusted his breathing and concentrated his attention, not to be moved by any words of their President Wei.
It's all fake, it's all fake, and now the person sitting behind is a fake CEO! right! Fake! It's impossible for their President Wei to be so gentle!
Yan Chuyang shook his head, grabbed the man's arm and said anxiously: "You told me just now that you are going to cook for me, is it true?"
Wei Qing nodded: "Of course, what do you want to eat?"
Yan Chuyang's eyes lit up excitedly: "I love everything you cook."
For the rest of the way, the driver had a deadpan zombie face, but his face was calm, but his heart yelled countless times. Is this a relationship? This is definitely a relationship, right? Husband yelled out! But if you are in love, you are in love. Why do you want to be in the car? Why do you want to be tired and crooked in broad daylight? I don't know if there is another person in front of me? Can't bear to get out of the car? Sure enough, people in love are all evil! !
When getting out of the car, Wei Qing asked Yan Chuyang to go up first, saying that he wanted to make a phone call.
Yan Chuyang was carrying a canvas bag, and said a little worriedly: "Come here quickly, I'm very hungry, I said I can't break my promise if I want to cook."
"Don't worry." Wei Qing raised his hand and rubbed the boy's soft head, "Never break my promise."
Hearing the promise, Yan Chuyang loosened his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the gate of the villa.
Only the driver and Wei Qing were left in the car.
Wang Feng whispered with fear and fear: "Mr. Wei, you...do you want to go somewhere else?"
Wei Qing shook his head, "I'm not going, I just have to say a few words to Uncle Wang."
Wang Fengli hurriedly said, "Say it."
Wei Qing raised his voice, and said casually: "The one in the car just now is a younger brother of my distant relative. The child loves to act like a baby. I hope you don't think about what we have said and done. .”
Wang Feng swallowed his saliva hard, thinking to himself, it's all fucked up in Java country, and he also said don't make me think so wrongly, rich people can do whatever they want!
"Don't worry." Wang Feng said against his will, "I know Mr. Wei's character, and I will never think too much about it."
Wei Qing hummed, then fell silent for a while, unconsciously tapped his fingers on his knees and said, "Also, about my cooking, I hope you will forget it after you hear it."
Wang Fengli coughed lightly: "Mr. Wei, I will never say anything more. After being your driver for so many years, I know what to say and what not to say. After getting off the car, everything in the car I completely forgot about it.”
Wei Qing nodded with satisfaction: "I believe you, Uncle Wang, you have always been a very responsible driver, Yan Chuyang is still in school, and I will be too busy with work in the future, so it may be too late to take him to and from school." Much more trouble for you."
"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Fengli said with a smile, "This is my job."
Wei Qing hummed, opened the car door and went down. When leaving, he said: "I've worked hard recently, I'll give you a raise when I go back."
Wang Feng complied with a smile, and secretly slandered in his heart, is this salary increase a hush money
Wang Fengli heaved a sigh of relief when he watched Wei Qing's back disappear behind the villa door, took a bottle of mineral water from the crack in the car, unscrewed the lid and gulped down half of the bottle, burped loudly and put down the bottle , smacking his lips, and squeezed out a sentence through the gap between his teeth, "Knock Nima, it will kill me."
Along the way, being forced to eat sugar intentionally or unintentionally, his sweet teeth were about to fall out.