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After a little hesitation, Wei Ran took the phone and called Lin Shenzhi, telling Lin Shenzhi that he would not go back to eat at noon.

After the call, Wei Ran went directly to Fangzheng's residence.

The door opened quickly. Inside, Fang Zheng was wearing a pink bunny apron that didn't match him at all. He was holding a spatula in his hand, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

Something was burning in the pot in the hall kitchen behind him, and the room was filled with the smell of burnt scorch.

"Why are you here?" Fang Zheng saw Wei Ran, turned his head and ran towards the kitchen to save his charred vegetables.

Wei Ran went in and found his shoes to change.

When came here again, Wei Ran still felt strange looking at this greatly changed living room and kitchen.

Entering the door, Wei Ran looked around carefully again, and couldn't help but look at Fangzheng.

Luo Yi took care of this house very beautifully and warmly, and the beauty and warmth were full of liking, and that liking included the liking of this home, and probably also the Fang Zheng's liking.

"Can't eat..." Fang Zheng frowned and dumped the dish that he failed to rescue into the trash can beside him.

Wei Ran took a look and fry the vegetables.

Fangzheng's cooking skills are even worse than his. When he was frying vegetables before, he still knew to put some water in it. Fangzheng was even better.

There were also two vegetables ready to be fried on the kitchen counter. Wei Ran took a look and took the pot he just washed from Fang Zheng's hand.

During this period of time, his cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and the two dishes did not take him much time to cook.

After the food was brought to the table, the two sat down one by one.

Fangzheng's rice is cooked enough, probably thinking about the amount of cooking two meals at a time, and eating it when it is hot at night will save trouble.

"Luo Yi sent me a message this morning, saying that he had finished drawing the new character design." Wei Ran said casually while eating.

Fangzheng's action of picking vegetables paused, "Oh."

"I'll ask him to find me for everything I paint in the future." Wei Ran said.

Fang Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Ran, "Oh."

Wei Ran stopped talking.

Fangzheng hesitated to speak, but after all, he didn't speak any more.

After a meal, Fang Zheng consciously took the bowl and washed it aside. Fang Zheng couldn't cook, but he was very quick to wash the dishes, and at a glance, he knew that he had been exercising.

"Usually he cooks and you wash the dishes?" Wei Ran was sitting on the sofa and stabbed.

Luo Yi is really good at cleaning up. After the ordinary rental sofa was covered with a layer of pure cotton, the whole sofa seemed to become soft and comfortable.

Fang Zheng's dishwashing action paused for a moment, "Yeah."

Wei Ran didn't speak any more, just quietly watched Fang Zheng busy.

Fang Zheng finished washing the dishes, tidied them up, and turned to meet Wei Ran's gaze, which he instinctively avoided.

"Are you two breaking up?" Wei Ran asked.

Fang Zheng's action of wiping the water on his hands paused again. At that moment, fire flashed in his eyes, and Wei Ran would say something from time to time, making him angry.

Fang Zheng turned his head and frowned at Wei Ran, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing, just a little curious." Wei Ran said, "If you break up, then I will try to stagger the two of you in the future."

Luo Yi and their studio have signed a contract and will not terminate the contract in the short term. Since the contract is not terminated, there will be many opportunities for communication.

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded, his face darkened, but this time he was not avoiding, he pulled up a stool and sat down at the dining table opposite the sofa.

He said nothing.

After a long time, Fang Zheng choked out a sentence, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Wei Ran repeated, don't know what?

"Is it a breakup?" Fang Zheng's voice was hoarse, and it seemed that even the word "breakup" was extremely difficult to say.

Fang Zheng's appearance made Wei Ran a little confused. What does "I don't know if it counts as a breakup"? Fang Zheng doesn't even know this kind of thing?

"What's the matter with you?" Wei Ran's face was serious.

If it was someone else, he would definitely not be so busy, but that person was Fangzheng.

"I don't know if I don't know." Fang Zheng scratched his hair irritably. He has always treasured his few hairs and seldom treated him so rudely.

"It was the day of Wang Chuanzhu... and then we often ate together, and occasionally went out for a stroll." Fang Zheng was vague.

"What?" Wei Ran didn't understand.

"It was the day we lobbied Wang Qizhu before, I wasn't drunk, Wang Qizhu sent me back, and then that day we... I was drunk at the time." Fang Zheng's eyes dodged.

Wei Ran's mood was suddenly complicated. He remembered that Fang Zheng was in the studio early the next morning when they were drunk, and his face was quite complicated at that time.

At that time, he was still secretly chattering, thinking that he had Lin Shenzhi and hangover soup, and Fangzheng was alone.

Wei Ran rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Then what?"

"Then that's it..." Fang Zheng lowered his head and said, "He cooks, I wash dishes, he washes clothes, I mop the floor..."

"Then?"

"Then he suddenly said a few days ago that he likes me." Fang Zheng said.

Wei Ran choked, and the fingers that kneaded the bridge of his nose became a little harder.

So it was Fangzheng who was confused with Luo Yi, and who was confused and sweet with Luo Yi every day, neither refused nor opposed to Luo Yi, and then when Luo Yi confessed, Fang Zheng jumped in fright and ran away?

Isn't Fang Zheng a scumbag?

Wei Ran opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words, but he swallowed it when he reached his mouth. He didn't seem qualified to say Fangzheng.

Although he didn't do it on purpose, it wasn't his original intention, but as a result, he did file for divorce when Lin Shenzhi was pregnant.