"Yeah, I've seen it in a restaurant before."
"I heard the captain dotes on her."
"I'm so envious. It seems like the captain is completely obedient to her."
Zhao Yuan sighed softly: "Captain Fu doesn't like people talking about him. Okay, everyone go home and rest."
The flight attendants dragged their suitcases and left the airport chattering.
Wen Qiao pointed at the photo, "Does she still want to kiss you?"
Fu Nanli finally snatched her phone away, and with quick movements he long-pressed and deleted several photos in a row.
Wen Qiao chuckled: "It's already imprinted in my mind. When I have normal contact with men in the future, I hope Mr. Fu won't be too hypocritical."
Fu Nanli took the person into his arms: "Special situation, special treatment."
Wen Qiao: "Then you are being double-standard."
"You are young and easily deceived, but I am different."
Wen Qiao: …
hehe
When Fu Nanli was in a meeting, Wen Qiao was in his office. He prepared some snacks and ordered some hot milk tea.
Wen Qiao had some rare free time, so he read some hot-blooded comics. It was snowing heavily outside, and he felt that life was comfortable and leisurely.
It was already noon when Fu Nanli finished the meeting.
As soon as he entered the office, Wen Qiao fed him a wave of caramel milk tea. Fu Nanli frowned: "Too sweet."
Wen Qiao: "Three parts sweet, is it still sweet?"
“I don’t eat sweets.”
Wen Qiao thought, what a difficult young master to serve.
"Let's go have lunch then."
The two went to a Wagyu barbecue restaurant, which was the kind of restaurant Fu Nanli would never have chosen before, but now it is becoming more and more down-to-earth.
Wen Qiao was taken care of by the eldest young master throughout the whole process. He was responsible for grilling the meat, turning it over, and cutting it into small pieces. Wen Qiao picked up a small piece of beef with chopsticks, dipped it in some sauce, tore off a small piece of leftovers to wrap it, and put it to his mouth.
Fu Nanli opened his mouth and accepted the food she fed him.
The division of labor is clear.
"There's not much work before the New Year, so I can take a few days off. Do you want to go somewhere for fun?"
Wen Qiao: "No, you are so busy. If you want to take a break, you should take a real break. Stay at home and do nothing. Don't go out to play."
Fu Nanli looked at her and said, "Next year will be even busier. If you want to go out and play again, I'm afraid I won't have time to accompany you."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "I'm not a playful person, you can just stay at your place, I can cook for you."
"Let the nanny do it."
Wen Qiao narrowed his eyes: "Master, what do you mean? Do you think my cooking is not tasty?"
Fu Nanli rubbed her head: "Don't be mean, I just don't want you to work hard."
Wen Qiao picked up a small piece of pork belly, dipped it in some sauce, and put it into his mouth.
They were sitting in a semi-open private room, and through the hollow wooden lattice, they could vaguely see the people inside.
When He Qian passed by, she happened to see Wen Qiao feeding Fu Nanli. The man's eyes were the same as a year ago, still affectionate and doting. As long as Wen Qiao was there, he would not see anyone else.
There was some sauce on the corner of his mouth, and Wen Qiao took a tissue to wipe it for him.
They were just like an ordinary couple, feeding each other as if no one was around. Fu Nanli was no longer the inhuman work machine he used to be, he had become much more human.
But this human touch is specially tailor-made and belongs only to Wen Qiao.
Her friend called her: "He Qian..."
She quickly quickened her pace and walked towards the door.
(End of this chapter)