Good Morning, Mr. President!

Go straight to the kitchen.

The steward followed all the way, and said, "Miss Yun, what do you want to eat? Just tell me. You don't have to go to the kitchen yourself. If the young master knows this, he must train us."

"Don't be nervous, he knows nothing will happen. I used to cook myself myself."

"But before, now, now. Young Master is so nervous about you ..."

He pursed his lips, stepped, and looked at the housekeeper. "I said that nothing will happen, and there will be nothing."

The housekeeper was still uneasy.

"It was he who allowed me into the kitchen, and you are always relieved."

The housekeeper was still dubious. However, this does not stop me from stepping into the kitchen. After she went in, she opened the refrigerator directly, found two eggs from it, fried the rice, and pulled out the ketchup. Everything was moving, very familiar.

The steward and the people in the kitchen have been staring nervously next to him, for fear that in the future, Mrs. Young would bump or touch, and the Lord would turn back and rush to them. But everyone was relieved to see her so skilled.

I was busy with these and made other breakfast.

When I was busy, I called slang.

"Hey." The tone of the slang was still so stubborn, unable to lift the slightest spirit.

I sighed in my heart, not sure if her mood was so low and it was related to Tang Yan. She didn't dare to ask, she just asked, "How is your uncle?"

"... I'm still asleep, and I slept well last night."

"Aunt is still there?"

"I asked my mother to go back first. I was here last night."

"Then I'll get you breakfast in a while."

"Okay." Slang said nothing more than ever.

"Then ... I'll hang up first." She didn't like to talk. Now she was so silent, she didn't know what to say. I hung up the phone and looked at the dimmed screen. I felt inexplicably guilty.

In the future, I always have to speak clearly with slang, but how can I talk to her about such things?

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When Tang Yan woke up, he found him subconsciously.

As a result, when I walked to the restaurant, I saw she was busy.

"Awake?" I looked up and greeted him first. The smile was bright, and it seemed peaceful. Tang Yan looked at her hands, and saw that she was carrying two bowls of omelet rice.

The fried eggs are golden and very good looking. It was topped with ketchup, and it looked even more delicious.

Tang Yan looked away from the rice and fell on her face.

In his eyes, he passed the bright light.

"You ... did it yourself?"

He nodded and smiled, "Don't you say you want to eat?"

Tang Yan said nothing, but just sat down at the table. I brought the omelet to him, "You taste it, I haven't done it in a long time."

Tang Yan picked up the chopsticks from his servant and looked at the delicious golden food, only to feel a warmth in his heart. He lightly clamped the quiche, and looked at her confidently, tasting: "From the appearance, light is much better than eight years ago. The quiche is still mushy . "

"Then you taste it. The taste must also have grown a lot." I sat down opposite him.

"Really?" Tang Yan tasted the taste very much, satisfied, and asked casually, "When was the last time I did this?"

"Last time ..." I thought for a while, holding chopsticks, and then there was no silence.

Tang Yan ate so much that he didn't notice what was wrong with her face, and asked again: "When?"

"Last time ..." Wu answered frankly and carefully: "It was made for Mo Xunchi a month ago ..."

"..." All the warm currents in Tang's heart disappeared instantly when he heard the word "Mo Xun". Then he chewed the rice a lot harder, and he could hear the terrible grinding of his teeth.

Looking at him like this, I could not help but want to laugh, which was very interesting.

Tang Yan was terribly angry, but on his face was a charming smile, and his voice was incredibly gentle. "Baby, your wife on this agreement is perfect."

I also responded very tenderly, "After all, I bought it for 1 million, and of course the service must be in place."

"I give you 10 million. In the future, these services will become my exclusive. How about this business?"

柒 柒 Zhan Yan smiled, "The deal."

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When Yong arrived at the hospital with breakfast, Yong was still asleep.

The slang was crouched on the sofa, with little energy.

"Sister." He yelled, and the slang raised his eyes slightly to look at her before rising slowly.

At a glance, you can see the dark circles under her eyes.

She took out the breakfast and set it on the coffee table. "Did you keep up with Uncle last night and didn't sleep? The dark circles are very heavy."

"Well ... I can't sleep at all." The slang replied with weakness.

"Eat breakfast and go back to sleep."

Slang stared blankly, watching the breakfast in front of him. Although fragrant, it looks delicious, but slang does not have any appetite. In the end, I just shook my head, "I'm not eating anymore, you just leave it. My dad wakes up and I'll eat with my dad again."

"Isn't it your favorite fried pork shredded rice that I made? You try it, you may have an appetite."

"Well, I have no appetite." Slang refused.

He sighed and said nothing. I had to cover the fried rice again, glanced at the slang, and when I saw her, she felt quite uncomfortable, and wanted to leave.

"Sister, I ... went back to work."

I said, leave. She would not comfort people, not to mention that she also found it difficult to face such a slang expression.

"Well, don't go ... you talk with me, okay?" Slang clasped her hand.

A moment.

Looking down, I saw a thin layer of mist rising from the slang eyes.

I felt more and more stunned in my heart. She suddenly felt that Slang's affection for Tang Yan was far deeper than she had imagined. Admiration, obsession, maybe persistence.

"sister……"

"Last night ... missed him all night ..."

I sat down slowly and couldn't say a word.

Slang did not seem to need her comfort, she just wanted to talk. She smiled bitterly, "Last night, in fact, I waited all night at the hospital door, and I have been standing there waiting. I hope that he may appear again, and that I was vigil last night, maybe he will Give me porridge ... "

柒 柒 Shocked again.

No wonder she has such heavy circles under her eyes. It's not that I didn't sleep well, but that I just stood all night and didn't sleep all night!