webnovelfull Chapter 1555 Is there something wrong?
Chapter 1555 Is there something wrong?
Xu Xiaoxiao gently closed the menu, with a look of anticipation in her eyes, and told the waiter the names of a few dishes that she thought tasted good just by looking at them.
The waiter smiled and nodded, then turned around and walked lightly towards the kitchen.
After a while, one dish after another that was delicious and fragrant was served on the table.
The steaming steamed sea bass is as white as jade, dotted with emerald green onions and red chili strips, drizzled with a fresh and fragrant sauce, and exuding an attractive luster; the bright red braised pork is fat but not greasy, soft, glutinous and sweet, and each piece is full of the rich aroma of the sauce; and there are the refreshing and delicious cold seasonal vegetables, emerald green lettuce, orange-yellow carrot shreds and white bean sprouts mixed together, drizzled with a special sauce, which will increase your appetite just by looking at it.
The two of them picked up their chopsticks silently and started eating.
Fu Yanchen's eyes were always on Xu Xiaoxiao. From time to time, he would pick up a piece of fish with chopsticks, carefully pick out the fish bones, and then gently place it in Xu Xiaoxiao's bowl, saying gently: "Xiaoxiao, this fish is very fresh. Eat more. It will be good for the baby."
Then, he picked up another piece of braised pork and placed it on the small plate in front of Xu Xiaoxiao. "This braised pork is fat and lean, and tastes very good. Try it."
Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the bowl full of food, her heart filled with warmth. She raised her head, smiled sweetly at Fu Yanchen, and said, "Don't just focus on picking food for me, eat more yourself."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and ate the food in the bowl in small bites. Her satisfied look made Fu Yanchen's mouth corners unconsciously rise, just like when he was a child.
After the two of them finished eating, Fu Yanchen did not go to the company, but directly sent Xu Xiaoxiao home.
Xu Xiaoxiao asked, "Are you... not busy at work?"
Fu Yanchen, "There are only a few international meetings this morning. Is there anything else to do during the day? Ah Su is here."
Ah Su from the company, isn't he busy? He is almost doing the work of two people.
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In Nanjia, night has quietly fallen and the city is shrouded in colorful lights.
Nan Weiwei returned home exhausted. She had been busy at the company all day, dealing with mountains of paperwork and attending countless meetings. She felt completely drained of energy.
As soon as she entered the door, she didn't even bother to change her shoes and went straight into her room.
She threw herself headfirst onto the soft bed, like a wounded little animal, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
Before long, the sleepiness that felt like a heavy burden came over her like a surging tide, quickly engulfing her completely.
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if they were pressed down by lead, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not open them.
Gradually, her consciousness began to blur, and her thoughts became increasingly unclear as if shrouded in fog.
Finally, she couldn't resist the strong sleepiness, her body relaxed involuntarily, and she slowly fell asleep.
She slept very soundly, as if completely isolated from the outside world, and no sound or movement from the outside world could wake her up.
She didn't even notice that it was time for dinner. She completely forgot about the feeling of hunger and was immersed in a sweet dream.
When Nan Yifeng returned home from get off work, he saw the deserted living room. Without Nan Weiwei's lively figure and cheerful laughter as usual, he couldn't help feeling a little confused.
He walked into Nan Weiwei's room and saw her curled up in the quilt, sleeping soundly with a hint of fatigue on her face.
What he originally thought was that he should persuade Nan Weiwei to have dinner first and then go to bed.
After all, dinner is a very important meal for the human body. It can provide the energy and nutrients needed by the body and help maintain the normal functioning of the body.
If you skip dinner, your body may lack necessary nutrients, which may affect your health.
However, seeing that she was so tired that she didn't even want to move, the words that I wanted to persuade her to eat seemed to be choked in her throat by an invisible hand and I couldn't say them.
He sat down gently beside the bed, his eyes full of concern and heartache.
He thought of Ye Junhao and wanted to ask her about him.
But now, seeing Nan Weiwei's exhausted look, he naturally didn't bother to ask.
He sat quietly beside the bed, looking at Nan Weiwei's peaceful sleeping face, thinking silently in his heart: Let's wait until she wakes up.
After a while, Nan Yifeng stood up gently, tucked the corner of the quilt for Nan Weiwei, then walked out of the room gently and closed the door.
The only sounds in the room were Nan's even breathing and a touch of warmth.
The next morning, the faint light of dawn shone through the thin curtains, like a layer of light golden gauze, gently sprinkling on the floor of the room.
Nan Weiwei slowly opened her eyes and found that she had woken up an hour earlier than usual.
Nan Yifeng beside him was still sleeping soundly. His breathing was even and steady, with a hint of relaxation and comfort on his face. His long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids.
The sufficient sleep last night seemed to have injected Nan Weiwei with full energy. She felt relaxed all over and in a particularly good mood.
She turned slightly to the side and looked quietly at Nan Yifeng's sleeping face, her heart full of tenderness and love.
She leaned closer and placed a kiss on Nan Yifeng's face. The kiss was like a light feather, with a hint of sweetness.
Then she lifted the quilt, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing the quiet atmosphere, and quietly got out of bed.
She walked lightly across the room in her bare feet and into the living room.
When passing by the trash can in the living room, she glanced inadvertently and saw a familiar business card, it was Ye Junhao's.
The business card looked a little lonely in the trash can, with a little dust on the edge.
All kinds of speculations instantly emerged in Nan Weiwei's mind. Why was Ye Junhao's business card in the trash can?
She tried hard to recall what happened last night. She probably threw it in there accidentally when she was extremely tired and her consciousness was a little blurred.
After all, she was so tired last night that she didn't even have dinner before going into bed, so it's possible that she did some unconscious actions.
Thinking of this, Nan Weiwei's heart seemed to be touched gently by something, and an indescribable feeling of guilt welled up in her.
Although she had not known Ye Junhao for long and her understanding of him was quite limited, and she even had no idea of his real purpose in approaching her, it was undeniable that he had indeed helped her.
This kind of help may seem insignificant in the eyes of others, but for Nan Weiwei at that time, it was so timely and important.
It was like a faint light, illuminating the way forward for her in the darkness, allowing her to feel a touch of warmth and hope.
However, Nan Weiwei now began to doubt and be wary of Ye Junhao, which made her feel a little guilty.
She felt that it was inappropriate for her to treat someone who had once helped her like this.
She squatted down, gently picked up the business card, flicked off the dust on it with her fingers, and her eyes fell on the clear phone number on the business card.
Her fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the business card, feeling hesitant.
If I send him a message, it will feel a bit abrupt since I am not familiar with him; if I don’t send it, I will feel like I owe him a favor and I will always feel guilty.
After some mental struggle, she finally decided to send the message.
She slowly reached into her pocket, fumbled for a while, and finally took out the cell phone.
The phone trembled slightly in her hand, as if it could sense her inner tension and anxiety.
She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then carefully tapped the screen with her slightly trembling fingers.
Every click feels like touching a precious treasure, and you’re afraid that you might break it if you’re not careful.
Finally, she typed that short sentence: "Thank you. I am Nan Weiwei, whom you helped twice. I owe you a favor and will repay you when I have the chance."
Although this sentence was not long, the emotion contained in it was like an undercurrent, surging in her heart.
She stared at the words on the screen for a long time, as if she wanted to see the other person's face through the words, and see the other person's expression when he received the message.
Then, she gently pressed the send button and watched the message fly out like a bird and disappear in the vast ocean of information.
After entering the message, she looked at it again to confirm that there were no typos or grammatical errors, then took a deep breath and gently pressed the send button.
When the notification sound of successful sending rang out, Nan Weiwei felt as if a stone had fallen from her heart, but at the same time, she felt a hint of anticipation and uneasiness.
She didn't know how Ye Junhao would react after seeing this message, whether he would ignore it or reply to her.
She stood quietly in the living room, her eyes a little dazed, as if waiting for something.
After a while, she came back to her senses, shook her head gently, and smiled at herself.
Who is he? How could he care about a nobody like her?
No matter what, I have already expressed my feelings, so let nature take its course as for the outcome.
She turned and walked towards the kitchen, preparing to make a hearty breakfast for herself and Nan Yifeng to start this new day.
Nan Weiwei was wearing a light pink apron and was standing in the kitchen, concentrating on making breakfast for Nan Yifeng.
The frying pan on the stove sizzled, and the golden eggs gradually solidified in the pan, emitting an enticing aroma.
She held the spatula and flipped the eggs skillfully, her eyes full of tenderness and care, thinking about how happy Nan Yifeng would be when he ate this breakfast later.
Just as she was concentrating on cooking, a crisp doorbell suddenly broke the silence in the kitchen.
The ringtone was like a naughty elf, instantly attracting Nan Weiwei's attention.
She frowned slightly, feeling a little confused: Who could it be so early?
She hurriedly put the spatula on the stove beside her, wiped her hands on her apron, and walked quickly to the door.
When she gently turned the doorknob, the door was slowly pushed open, and sunlight shone through the gap onto the ground, forming a bright light.
The moment the door was fully opened, her eyes met with the person outside, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Standing outside the door was Jiang Ling. Her hair was messy, as if it had been blown by a gust of wind, flying around in a disorderly manner.
Her face was pale and her eyes were a little confused, as if she had just experienced a nightmare.
She was stunned by the sudden scene, her eyes widened as if their eyeballs almost popped out, and her mouth slightly opened, but she couldn't make a sound.
She couldn't believe what she saw. It was so different from her impression of Jiang Ling, as if she was a completely different person.
"Aunt? What are you doing so early in the morning? Has your house been raided?"
Nan asked in slight surprise, a hint of disbelief in his voice.
Jiang Ling in front of me is always dressed elegantly and appropriately, with her hair always combed neatly.
But at this moment, her hair was like a tangled mess, scattered casually on her shoulders, with a few strands of hair curled up mischievously.
There was a hint of fatigue on her face, her eyes were bloodshot, and her clothes were a little wrinkled. She had completely lost her former radiance.
Seeing Nan Weiwei's surprised expression, Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile, a smile that was filled with helplessness and fatigue. She gently patted Nan Weiwei's shoulder and said, "Weiwei, Auntie hasn't slept all night. Look, I came to see you so early this morning."
Nan Weiwei became even more curious when she heard this. She quickly pulled Jiang Ling into the house, closed the door, and asked, "Aunt, what happened? Why did you stay up all night and come to me so early in the morning?"
Jiang Ling sighed, walked into the living room, and sat down on the sofa, as if all his strength had been drained away at that moment.
She rubbed her temples and said nothing.
Nan Weiwei had already guessed her purpose, "Aunt, please rest here for a while. I'll pour you a glass of water."
As she spoke, Nan Weiwei stood up and went to pour some water for Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling looked at Nan Weiwei's busy figure and felt a warm feeling in her heart.
She leaned back on the couch, closed her eyes, and tried to relax.
After a while, Nan Weiwei came over with a cup of warm water and handed it to Jiang Ling.
"Auntie, drink some water first. I'll make you something delicious later to replenish your body." Nan Weiwei said gently.
Jiang Ling took the water cup, took a sip, and said, "We are really considerate. But why are you up so early today and still making breakfast?"
Nan smiled slightly and said, "I woke up an hour earlier than usual today and wanted to make a hearty breakfast for Yi Feng. Aunt, please sit here for a while. I'll go finish making breakfast."
Jiang Ling nodded and said, "Go ahead, leave me alone. I'll just rest here for a while."
Nan Weiwei gently turned off the gas stove, and the jumping blue flames went out instantly, leaving only a wisp of faint smoke rising.
She turned around and took the steaming pot of porridge to the sink beside her, letting it cool down a little to avoid burning her mouth when she drank it later.
She wiped her hands with a towel and walked briskly towards the living room.
The sunlight shines through the window onto the living room floor, forming patches of golden light, adding a bit of warmth to the entire space.
Nan Weiwei saw Jiang Ling curled up on the sofa, with her head tilted back slightly, her eyes closed, and her breathing even, as if she was asleep.
But the slightly furrowed brows and the occasional twitching of the corners of his mouth revealed a hint of uneasiness and fatigue.
"Aunt," Nan Weiwei called softly, her voice as gentle as a feather, afraid of disturbing Jiang Ling's light sleep.
She walked over to Jiang Ling and sat down gently, her eyes full of concern. "You must be in trouble, right?"
Jiang Ling was awakened by Nan Weiwei's voice and slowly opened her eyes, a hint of sleepiness still in them. She sat up straight, rubbed her eyes, and said with a wry smile, "I still can't hide it from you, little girl."
Nan tilted her head slightly, looking at Jiang Ling with sparkling eyes, and said, "Aunt, regarding our relationship, please don't hide anything from me. Seeing your messy hair and tired face so early in the morning, I know you must have encountered some difficulties."
"slight,,,,"