The hourly worker wore gloves and an apron with a smile, "Ms. Nian, I have finished cleaning the apartment. I have cleaned the fish you want and put it in the refrigerator. Is there anything else I need to do?"

"No more, you get off work." Nian Mu said coldly, glanced at the living room, and was cleaned up.

"Well, okay, then I'll get off work first." The hourly worker finished his work, took off his gloves and apron, put the things back on his original position, and then turned around and left.

Nianmu picked up the sample, put it in a sealed bag without light, and then put it in a disinfection cupboard. The equipment on her side is not as many as in the laboratory, so she can only use home appliances to do research.

After all, these cannot be taken to the laboratory.

After Nianmu handled everything, he took out the fish that had been processed from the refrigerator, cut it into pieces, and planned to make a pot of fish soup with the leftover porridge at noon. Just eat it simply.

An hour later, the thick and white fish soup was ready.

Nianmu brought the food to the table, and the doorbell rang.

She had a premonition that the person outside the door was Mu Shaoling.

If she didn't open the door, he would have a password to come in. He didn't want to explain too much, so Nianmu still walked to open the door. Sure enough, he was the man outside the door.

"Mr. Mu, why are you here?" She looked at the man, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes. The more she wanted to keep a distance from him, the more opportunities she would have to meet.

She usually has fewer opportunities to meet when she is not at the same floor when she works. She still feels normal. Now she is resting at home and has more opportunities to meet, so she feels something is wrong.

Mu Shaoling really seemed to be responsible for her at this moment...

He was picked up and dropped out of the hospital, and he also hired hourly workers to take care of her...

Noting the helplessness in her eyes, Mu Shaoling's expression did not change, and he deliberately asked, "Not welcome?"

"No, please come in." Nian Mu shook his head, letting him in at the door, and letting him in.

Mu Shaoling walked in, unbuttoned the jacket of the suit with one hand, and hung it directly on the hanger behind the door. His movements were so skillful, as if he was at home.

He smelled the aroma of the food and asked, "Has the meal been prepared?"

"Yeah." Nian Mu nodded and looked at the dining table. He came here at this time and must have not eaten yet...

It is polite and should be divided, but the dishes on the table are only fresh in fish soup, and the rest of the other meals are left over from lunch.

In the old house of Mu family, the leftover food will usually be disposed of by the cook. The food will not last overnight, and it will not even be eaten for a meal. The leftover food at night will definitely not appear at lunch.

Therefore, Mu Shaoling has high requirements for fresh food.

It was all lunchtime meals, so how could she invite her to leave?

"Don't plan to treat me to a meal?" Mu Shaoling asked again.

Nian Mu felt helpless and kept an arm distance from him. Such a distance was quite safe.

She said: "There are all leftover food on the table at noon, and only the fish soup is fresh. You shouldn't be used to it, right?"

"Who made the fish soup?" Mu Shaoling asked. When he walked to the dining table, there were indeed leftovers.

"I did it." Nian Mu answered honestly, looking at his actions, as if he was about to sit down.

Seeing that there were only a pair of bowls and chopsticks, Mu Shaoling wanted to sit down, but suddenly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Nian Mu knew that his move was to get the dishes and chopsticks.

At noon, he took the initiative to clean up the dishes and must have known clearly the decorations in her kitchen. After a while, Mu Shaoling walked out with the dishes and chopsticks.

He looked rude, and Nian Mu almost thought that these meals were prepared for him.

Seeing him sitting down, Nian Mu said slowly, "I don't cook, I only have porridge, is it OK?"

Mu Shaoling looked at her and said, "Yes, I'm not picky about food."

Nianmu knew that he was not picky about food, but had high requirements for food.

She picked up the spoon and wanted to fill him with a bowl of porridge, but Mu Shaoling said, "I'll have some soup first."

Seeing him say this, Nian Mubin put down the spoon, pointed to the large bowl with a lid opposite him, and said, "That's fish soup."

Mu Shaoling opened the lid of the bowl and looked at the thick and white fish soup inside. A fresh fragrance came to his nose. He put a big bowl and took a sip. It was indeed her who made it.

He likes to drink the soup she makes.

Mu Shaoling usually doesn’t like to eat leftovers, but because there are dishes made by Ruan Bai here, he decided to eat them.

Seeing him revealing a satisfied expression, Nian Mu asked curiously: "Mr. Mu, are you having dinner here, where are the children?"

"Uncle Zhang will go to pick them up and drop them off," Mu Shaoling explained, "I'll have to go back to the company to work overtime later."

"Isn't it troublesome to run around like this?" Nian Mu asked subconsciously. Although the company is not far from here, it is quite time-consuming to come and go like this.

This is not something he would do.

"I don't want to eat takeout." Mu Shaoling took a sip of warm soup, and the warmth reached his stomach. He looked at Nian Mu with deep eyes, "My stomach is bad, it's not good if I eat too much takeout."

Nian Mu agreed with this sentence. His stomach was indeed bad. Thinking about it, it was reasonable for him to come here for dinner.

Except for one thing, her current identity is not Ruan Bai.

Nianmu lowered his head and drank the porridge without making any sound.

After Mu Shaoling finished drinking the fish soup in the bowl, he started drinking porridge.

The porridge at noon is naturally not good now, so he wanted to continue drinking the soup, but probably Nianmu didn't expect that he would come over, so he didn't make much soup, so he reluctantly finished the porridge.

Although it was not delicious with porridge and side dishes, Nian Mu felt happy when he was by his side.

After the two of them finished supper, Nianmu came out of the kitchen with a thermos and said, "Mr. Mu, since you are going to work overtime, you can take this fish soup to the company to drink."

"Why are there any?" Mu Shaoling asked. The soup in the big bowl just now was finished, right?

Nianmu said: "How can a fish have such a little fish soup? I originally thought I would keep it until tomorrow, but it will not be fresh after the night. Please take it to drink it."

He will work overtime at the company until very late tonight. When Jian Nianmu said this, he was no longer polite and took the thermos, "Thank you."

Listening to his thanks, Nianmu remembered that he would say thank you for his wife before, but now he has no title and seems to have less warmth.

After dinner, Mu Shaoling wanted to go back to the company to work overtime. He put on his coat and opened the door with a thermos. He seemed to sense something. He turned around and looked at Nian Mu.

She was looking at herself, too.

With eyes facing each other, Nian Mu felt a little sad and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"The fish soup you made is delicious, and it tastes like the fish soup my wife made before." Mu Shaoling finished speaking and closed the door.
Chapter completed!