She was too lazy to continue to expose him and just said, "It's already one o'clock in the morning. I advise you to hurry up and get some sleep. You have to get up at six o'clock tomorrow to make breakfast. Don't do any tricks this time, otherwise you won't be able to eat all day long."
After saying that, she turned around and returned to the third floor.
After a long delay, there seemed to be no more sound coming from Nian's side, so he must have noticed something strange.
He closed the curtains and planned to find an opportunity to contact Xi Nian later.
Early the next morning, Feng Yunian got up on time according to the time specified by Shengge. When he got downstairs, he saw the bodyguards busy transporting something from outside into the living room.
He walked over and saw that it was all his luggage.
Sent over so early?
When the bodyguard saw him coming, he pointed at the cardboard boxes stacked as high as a person and sounded a little gloating.
"Mr. Feng, please pack up this pile of luggage and move it up before Miss Shengge wakes up. Miss Shengge doesn't like a dirty and messy environment. She will be unhappy if she sees it."
Feng Yunian didn't answer the call.
I knew this was deliberately making things difficult for him.
With his current strength, he would probably be exhausted even if he moved halfway there. How could he finish moving so many things in such a short time, not to mention that he still had to cook before Shengge woke up.
The bodyguard looked at him without moving, his eyes were teasing and pointed, "Mr. Feng, a man can't say no, but if you really can't, you can also ask us to help you."
Someone narrowed his eyes coldly and immediately started to move the suitcase.
When Shengge came out of the room, she saw that his head was covered with sweat, and his white shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to his body, revealing his looming abdominal muscles and mermaid lines.
Shengge has always known that he has a good figure, but she is not interested in his figure now.
She asked, "Is breakfast ready?"
"There is one last carton, please wait for me for a while." Feng Yunian gritted his teeth, as if talking distractedly would make his body feel more tired.
Shengge nodded and went downstairs to the living room without any rush.
Suddenly, her keen eyes discovered that the medicine kit she took out from the locker last night was missing.
She calmly withdrew her eyes and sat on the sofa to watch the morning drama.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Feng Yunian took a shower, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs.
When passing by Sheng Geyan, he went straight into the kitchen without even glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
Shengge guessed that he probably hadn't started yet, so he just got up and walked over.
But he saw Feng Yunian come out with two plates of warm dishes, put them on the dining table, and then went into the kitchen to bring another plate of dishes and bowls and chopsticks.
She stood there and observed his bustling figure for a while, feeling slightly startled.
In just one night, this man had adapted to all the arrangements she had given him. He had to move heavy objects and cook in the morning, yet he was able to arrange his time reasonably so quickly and digest her problems.
This man is not simple.
Shengge vaguely felt that he was hiding something?
Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Yunian had already placed the dishes and chopsticks and stood quietly aside waiting for her to sit down.
Shengge looked at his submissive look, and always felt that he was obedient?
Like a wolf cub pretending to be a lamb, what big move are you trying to hold back?
Although she thought this in her heart, she calmly sat down and started to taste her breakfast.
The porridge is too thin and there is not enough salt in the cabbage...
But compared to last night's, it was still edible, and Shengge didn't deliberately make things difficult for him.
After barely taking two bites, she put down her chopsticks, and Feng Yunian wisely put away the food and went to wash the dishes.
It was still early, so Shengge continued to sit on the sofa, watching dramas and eating fruit.
By the way, I occasionally glanced at Feng Yunian, who was squatting on the ground next to me, mopping the floor pitifully, and felt that my appetite and mood were particularly good.
Li Fei had deliberately made things difficult for her before by not allowing mops in the villa, saying that wiping them inch by inch with her hands would make it cleaner.
She probably never imagined that one day her precious son, whom she was so proud of, would squat and wipe the floor at the feet of the woman she despised the most.
It's really a retribution, and it's so satisfying.
Shengge smiled and lazily stuffed a cherry into her mouth, when her cell phone suddenly rang.
It's Siyu.
"Boss, Feng Wendong is here and is clamoring in your office, saying he wants an explanation from you! He won't leave until you come!"