"No, let them say."

The more they said, the happier he became. Chen Chu was his.

Yang Tongguang heard the pride in Fu Yan's words, and he smiled rare: "I understand, Mr. Fu."

He said, paused, and added: "Congratulations to Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, for getting what he wanted."

"I'm pretty good at talking."

Fu Yan chuckled and said, "I am a vagrant recently. Try not to look for me when it comes to MK, but Li Muqi."

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Fu."

Yang Tongguang hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question in his heart: "Mr. Fu, aren't you going to tell Miss Chen about your relationship with MK?"

Chen Chu on the sofa moved for a moment, and Fu Yan's eyes also moved: "I will say it later."

Now is not the time, and his baby is still feeling sorry for him.

"I'm going to cook, I'm hanging up."

“??”

Yang Tongguang almost thought he had heard it wrong, but he couldn't figure it out because Fu Yan had hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan pulled up the floor-to-ceiling window and returned to the house.

He was covered in air conditioning, afraid that Chen Chu would pass by, so he looked at Chen Chuyi behind the sofa for a while, and then turned to the kitchen.

Chen Chu had several documents in his mailbox, and there was a project plan in it. She read it carefully, so she didn't pay much attention to Fu Yan, only knowing that he had answered a call.

When Chen Chu finished reading the plan, it was almost twelve o'clock on the computer.

Chen Chu put the laptop on his leg aside, stretched his waist and smelled the fragrance of the food. She couldn't help but be stunned, and got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Fu Yan was stir-frying the dishes in the kitchen, and the aroma inside was stronger than what she smelled outside.

Chen Chu was a little lost when he looked at the man cooking.

She never thought that there was really a man willing to put on an apron, raise fireworks for her, and make a delicious meal.

After finishing the last dish, Fu Yan turned off the gas and range hood. He turned around and found that his girlfriend, who was working hard, was standing at the kitchen door and watching him.

He raised his eyebrows, "I was moved to cry?"

Chen Chu came to his senses, walked over and hugged him, "Actually, I can cook."

"What? Is there any family motto of a gentleman from the Shen family staying away from the kitchen?"

Chen Chu was amused by him and stood on tiptoe and kissed him on his thin lips: "No, Mr. Tian Nail."

Fu Yan was holding a spatula in his hand and looked at her with a smile: "If you kiss me after dinner, I will be happier."

Chen Chu was seen by him for no reason and remembered the unrestrained things last night. She let go and said, "I'm a little hungry, can I have a meal?"

Fu Yan looked at her with a smile without saying a word for a while, "It's OK."

Chen Chu avoided his sight and nodded: "I'll wash dishes."

"Just go out and sit."

He put down the spatula in his hand and reached out to stop her movements.

Chen Chu didn't argue with him either. He curled his lips and smiled out of the kitchen, walked to the dining table and sat down.

Fu Yan quickly brought the three dishes he prepared. He is quite good at cooking. The pinefish is made in a good manner, regardless of the taste. At least the appearance is no different from what the chef makes. The shrimps were fried crispy and they felt appetite when they smelled. There was also a soup bean seedling.

Three dishes, two of you just had it.

Chen Chu was not really the one who could do nothing. After dinner, she wanted to clean up, but Fu Yan stopped her.

She was a little funny: "You did everything, then what am I doing?"

When two people are together, they have to give each other.

Fu Yan brought the tableware into the kitchen. When he heard her words, he looked back at her and said, "You make money to support me."

“…”

Oh, she forgot, he is out of work now.
Chapter completed!