It was already late at night when Wen Yu came out of the company, he rubbed his swollen temples tiredly, and stopped the car to go home.

On the way, Jiang Mo called, "Hey, Ayu, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, still on the way, Jiang Mo, when are you coming back? I'm so hungry for your chicken noodle soup." Wen Yu asked with a smile.

Jiang Mo coughed twice: "I'm temporarily delayed by something, and it may take a while."

"Okay..." Wen Yu was a little disappointed, "Then remember to rest early."

"Well...you too." Jiang Mo paused, then suddenly said, "A taro, I..."

"What?" Wen Yu asked puzzled.

"It's nothing, I'm hanging up." Jiang Mo hung up the phone in a hurry and gripped the phone tightly.

After arriving home, Xiaoguai rushed up and hugged his leg, Wen Yu touched Xiaoguai, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out some vegetables.

Tonight, he decided to cook himself!

Xiao Guaiguai saw Wen Yu picking up the dishes and preparing to cook, as if recalling those bad memories, she rushed over and hugged Wen Yu's feet with a whimper.

Wen Yu squatted down suspiciously, and poked its furry belly: "What's the matter, darling?"

"Wow woof!"

"...Are you worried about me being poisoned?" Wen Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't worry, I'll just cook a bowl of noodles."

"Wow woof woof!"

"Okay, okay, I understand, don't worry." Wen Yu lifted it away.

After a while, he washed all the green vegetables and noodles and threw them into the pot, then stirred them evenly with a shovel.

He stood by the stove and quietly observed the noodles in the pot, the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction——

He likes to eat the chicken noodle soup made by Jiang Mo very much. It tastes fresh and tender without being too oily. Seeing how easy Jiang Mo makes, he must be able to do it too.

Wen Yu glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost time, so he lifted the lid to serve noodles.

The result was a lump of batter.

He was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled: "I forgot to add some salt, I took three tablespoons of salt and put it in, and also poured some vinegar."

After Xiao Guaiguai smelled the smell, he quickly ran under the table and pretended to be a dead wolf.

Seeing its cowardly appearance, Wen Yu was angry and funny. Jiang Mo had already cooked the meat for you and put it in the refrigerator. I can just heat it up. This bowl of noodles is not for you.

Wen Yu came to the restaurant with the noodles he made and sat down. He just took a bite...and then threw up. It was so salty and sour that he couldn't swallow it!

"Why is it so different from what Jiang Mo did?" Wen Yu frowned and said, "No wonder the little boy looks like he's hiding from the plague."

Wen Yu sighed, this bowl of noodles was ruined.

In the end, he took it out of the refrigerator, and the dumplings prepared by Jiang Mo before he left were hot and filled his stomach.

...

In the next few days, Wen Yu spent every day in the studio, and would not go back until after twelve o'clock in the morning.

In the past few days, have received roses every day, and the contents on the cards are also different. Some are confessions, and some are very subtle hints. Wen Yu is impatient to deal with this situation, and throws it in the trash every time...

On the weekend, just as Wen Yu came home from a walk, the doorbell rang.

Wen Yu walked towards the door wearing slippers, and saw a handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes standing outside through the cat's eyes.

He hesitated for two seconds, then opened the door: "Who are you?"

The man stretched out his hand to him, "Hi, I'm Zhang Hao."

Zhang Hao?Wen Yu thought about it carefully, and the original body didn't mention this character, and he didn't have any impression after his rebirth.

"May I ask what you can do for me?" Wen Yu shook his hand politely.

"Hi Mr. Wen, I'm Mr. Han's personal assistant. Mr. Han has been waiting for you at the hotel for a long time. Can I have dinner with you?" Zhang Hao said politely, "I hope you can do me a favor."

"Mr. Han?" Han Zichuan's appearance appeared in Wen Yu's mind. He seemed to be the only person surnamed Han he knew.

But why did Han Zichuan suddenly ask him out?

Wen Yu pondered for a moment, then refused, "Sorry, I'm not free." After saying that, he wanted to close the door.

Zhang Hao blocked his movement, "Mr. Wen, please don't refuse in a hurry. Mr. Han really wants to talk to you about cooperation. Don't worry, Mr. Han will not force you to do anything you don't want to do."

Wen Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Cooperation?"

"Yes." Zhang Hao said, "Wen is always a smart person. The artistes under your company need to shoot an MV recently, and they seem to be in trouble, right? Boss Han promised to help you, but the condition is that you have to accompany him to eat."Fan, let’s talk about cooperation by the way.”

Wen Yu frowned, Han Zichuan was clearly trying to trick him.

"Mr. Wen, think carefully, don't miss this opportunity." Zhang Hao continued to lobby, "I advise you not to waste Mr. Han's kindness."

Wen Yu gritted his teeth, endured and endured, finally let go of the door, and said lightly, "Let's go."

He wanted to see what kind of medicine Han Zichuan sold in the gourd.

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "President Wen, please."

Wen Yu followed him for two steps, stopped and turned to the little boy in the room and shouted: "Little girl, you stay at home, don't run around, do you hear me?"

Xiaoguaiguai immediately wagged her tail: Wang~wang~

Wen Yu turned around in satisfaction, and followed Zhang Hao.

When he arrived at the hotel, Han Zichuan was already waiting in the private room. He was still wearing the neat black suit. Although he was in his thirties, he still maintained a good figure, with sharp features and smooth outlines.

At this time, Han Zichuan seemed to be careless, but his eyes were always thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something, until Wen Yu opened the door and came in.

"You're here." Seeing Wen Yu, he smiled and stood up gentlemanly.

Wen Yu glanced at the exquisite and expensive western food on the table, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for the invitation."

Han Zichuan pulled out the chair for him: "Please sit down."

"I heard from Secretary Zhang that you called me out this time to discuss cooperation matters." Wen Yu said, "But since you have already sent Secretary Zhang to find me, does this mean that this matter is not as simple as cooperation?"

Han Zichuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile: "Of course, Xiaoyu, let's not talk about work tonight, how about a glass of red wine first?"

As he spoke, he handed Wen Yu a bottle of red wine, and poured two goblets, one of which was pushed in front of Wen Yu, "I respect you."

Wen Yu looked down at the glass of red wine, but didn't pick it up: "I don't drink well, so let's forget it."

Han Zichuan smiled slightly: "Then drink less?"

"No, I'm afraid I'll disappoint Boss Han by doing something I shouldn't do when I'm drunk." Wen Yu declined with a light smile, while staring at him vigilantly, "It's better to talk about business."

"Okay." Han Zichuan raised his wine glass, touched him in the air, then took a sip of the wine and said with a smile, "Little taro, do you know? The first time I saw you was at the lottery station.Talking about a failed deal, I feel very bad."

Wen Yu raised an eyebrow.

"But after seeing you, I suddenly felt that my life was not so gloomy. You were wearing a white shirt and standing there quietly like a snow lotus flower blooming in spring... I suddenly felt that I was alive.Come here."

He smiled and said: "Since I divorced Xiao Yuyang's mother, I feel that my heart has been completely emptied. But when you appeared, my soul was instantly enriched, and the whole world became colorful."

Wen Yu: "..."

"Little Yu, what if I tell you that I am willing to start a family with you? Will you try to love me once?" Han Zichuan's tone was soft and affectionate, as if Wen Yu had saved his soul countless times, and his heart was full ofHis shadow, "If you want, I can take you to travel around the world, or... I can buy all the properties under your name and send you to study abroad?"

Wen Yu interrupted him expressionlessly: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Han Zichuan's face was stiff, "...why?"

"What you said made me sick." Wen Yu recalled the scene of being harassed by those disgusting men in his previous life. Could it be that he couldn't get rid of the nightmare after being reborn?

"..."

Han Zichuan's breathing was stagnant, his face was livid, "I don't believe it, you must have lied to me."

"You can think whatever you like." Wen Yu didn't bother to entangle him, and said bluntly, "There is no possibility between us, let's get to the point. What exactly do you want?"

"I want to pursue you." Han Zichuan stared straight at him with burning eyes.

Wen Yu sneered: "Han Zichuan, don't tease me with such childish tricks."

Han Zichuan's eyes were gradually clouded, and his voice was hoarse and dangerous: "I'm serious, I ask my assistant to send a bouquet of roses to your company every day, don't you feel my love?"

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, "The flowers were sent by you?"

Han Zichuan nodded: "Well, I specially ordered someone to send them. Not only are there flowers, but also cards. I wrote love on the cards. I want you to know that unless I die, you will never escape my love."palm!"

Wen Yu was surprised by Han Zichuan's persistence, and then said indifferently: "Mr. Han, please show some respect, and don't send flowers again in the future."

Han Zichuan clenched his fists: "Little taro, I have never loved anyone so much, even if it is Han Yuyang's mother, I am just a business marriage with her!"

Wen Yu was stunned, and it took him a while to realize, "Mr. Han, we don't know each other well at all."

"I'm not familiar with you, but you like Han Yuyang, why don't we raise him together?" Han Zichuan looked at him affectionately.

Wen Yu really couldn't accept his infatuated appearance, and rushed out of the room as if fleeing.

"Little taro!"

Han Zichuan's roar came from behind, but he ignored it.