Sweet Wife, be Good!

Could it be that he has a very important job to talk about in a while?

He Yixia ate absent-mindedly, chopsticks and pulled the white rice, without any food in the whole process.

Seeing this, Shen Yuan thought for a while and gave her a chopstick dish.

He Yixia was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted after a while: "Thank you, Minister Shen."

She looked stunned. In Shen Yuan's eyes, there was a sense of shyness. He was in a good mood, raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Eat more."

He Yixia only felt a little alarmed, and secretly pinched her thigh... Isn't this a dream?

Minister Shen, who has always been lukewarm, not only came to her for dinner, but also served her personally?

She still remembers the way he looked at her back then, his eyes squinted, his eyes fixed slightly, as if looking at a rotten rag.

With that look, He Yixia still feels a little unbearable to look back when thinking about it.

Just as the phone entered a WeChat, He Yixia immediately took it and clicked it on to see it-just to relieve Shen Yuan's embarrassment, being alone with him, He Yixia really didn't know what to say.

WeChat was sent by Tang Wen.

In normal times, He Yixia may not reply to him immediately, but now the situation is different. She is looking for something to do. She seems to ignore Shen Yu'an because she is busy, so she immediately flipped her fingers and replied to Tang Wen. .

Tang Wen sent a WeChat message, the kind that he wanted He Yixia to help translate a document.

In fact, He Yixia didn't like to interact with people like Tang Wen. The other party was interested, but she didn't accept the move. This is something that needs to be avoided.

At this moment, her brain twitched, and she agreed with one bite, so that he could send it over now, so she could get it right over the weekend.

Tang Wen sent it over as expected.

He Yixia turned it over. It was a bit difficult, and there were a lot of professional terms. It really needed a certain amount of experience in a translator to be competent. No wonder he was looking for himself.

"He Yixia, can you eat first?" Shen Yuan's voice faintly sounded.

He Yixia looked up at him, he was a little unhappy, but he maintained a good attitude, restraining this anger with reason.

Shen Yuan was indeed very upset. In his opinion, this meal was of great significance, but He Yixia was always out of the situation.

Song Encheng's matter, he also explained what should be explained, what little temper is she still showing?

He Yixia just wanted to get rid of the embarrassment, although she knew it was really impolite.

She sat upright and said, "Wait for me, I'll be well."

She replied to Tang Wen: "I will give it to you tomorrow."

Tang Wen sent a voice in the next second. When He Yixia put down the phone, she flicked his finger and clicked on his voice.

There was a smile in Tang Wen's voice: "I won't say thank you, I will invite you to dinner another day."

As soon as his voice came out, in the apartment where the atmosphere was not good at first, it entered a quieter mode for an instant.

Shen Yuan's hand holding the chopsticks paused, the joints of the fingers became tight and white.

As soon as He Yixia picked up the chopsticks, he put down the chopsticks.

"?" He Yixia was a little puzzled.

The more angry Shen Yuan was, the calmer his attitude was, but the oppression on his body was a little lingering.

He Yixia didn't dare to put the food in her mouth, looking at her strangely.

"He Yixia, let's talk."

He Yixia had to put down his chopsticks: "Please tell me."