Travel Through Time and Become His Stupid Ex-wife

Zhou Chenguang walked outside the office, heard Xu Yanwen's laughter, pushed the door open, and saw Xu Yanwen smiling broadly, and asked curiously, "What's the reason to laugh so happy?"

The smile on Xu Yanwen's face narrowed, he coughed, and put away his phone expressionlessly.

Zhou Chenguang and Xu Yanwen have known each other for many years, and they still know Xu Yanwen quite well. He looked at Xu Yanwen and looked at what he was holding. This is obviously the case!

I don't know what is good? Zhou Chenguang guessed in his heart.

But Xu Yanwen did not give him too much time to think. He reached over and took the documents on the table, then looked up at Zhou Chenguang, and said lightly, "What are you doing with me?"

Zhou Chenguang came to Xu Yanwen for important things. Hearing Xu Yanwen asked him, he quickly stepped forward and began to talk about his own affairs.

...

Xue Jiayue received Xu Yanwen's pocket money, and was very happy, thinking that the big president gave her such a large sum of money, she just received it so badly, buying him something, he did not lack anything, not rare. The only thing she gave was what she could get, except for the design draft, only cooking was left. Xu Yanwen said that she cooked her food a few times before, otherwise she would just treat him to treat him.

The more she thought, the better the idea was. Xue Jiayue decided to make a big meal and let Xu Yanwen choose what he likes to eat, and she also gave herself a treat.

With a good idea in mind, Xue Jiayue picked up her phone and sent WeChat to Xu Yanwen.

In the office, Zhou Chenguang was talking to Xu Yanwen about work, and Xu Yanwen's cell phone on his desk suddenly rang again.

Xu Yanwen picked up his phone and glanced at it. It was Xue Jiayue who sent another WeChat to him: Did you go home for dinner at night?

Xu Yanwen looked at WeChat and hesitated. He tapped his finger on the screen and returned to Xue Jiayue. WeChat: Yes.

Simply neat, without dragging the water, like a person like Xu Yanwen!

Xue Jiayue saw Xu Yanwen's WeChat, thought about it, and sent a WeChat to ask him: What do you want to eat at night?

Xu Yanwen looked at the WeChat sent by Xue Jiayue on the phone, and the corner of his mouth was bent. He was about to return to her WeChat. He heard Zhou Chenguang sitting on the sofa saying: "Brother Xu, I finally talked about this project. Tonight, we Just celebrate, how about going to the new imperial city? "

"Don't go." Xu Yanwen didn't raise his head, his eyes fell on WeChat, and his fingers quickly hit a few dish names.

Zhou Chenguang watched Xu Yanwen send WeChat all the time, and he heard him say he would n’t go to the New Imperial City for dinner, and he was surprised. "Xu, why do n’t you go? Do you think the New Imperial City is bad? If you feel bad, You can choose any place you like, you choose a place you like, and our buddies will gather together for a few nights. "

Xu Yanwen listened to Zhou Chenguang's speech in one ear, and his eyes were always on the screen of the mobile phone. He was waiting for Xue Jiayue's reply. He didn't put down his mobile phone until he saw her return with an "OK" gesture.

"You just get together at night, I have something else to do." Xu Yanwen looked up to Zhou Chenguang.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhou Chenguang didn't believe it. "What can you do more than a few dinners with buddies?"

"I'm going home for dinner." Xu Yanwen answered very calmly.

"Back to the old house?"

Xu Yanwen shook his head, "Go back to the apartment."

Zhou Chenguang laughed as soon as he said, "Brother Xu, are you kidding? Who will cook for you at the apartment? Jiayue or Jinzhen? Don't tell me Jiayue, I still don't know Jiayue, I know her I have n’t watched her cook for so many years. Can she eat her meals? Do n’t eat her meals and go straight to the hospital ... "

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yanwen glanced coldly at him. He subconsciously felt wrong and obviously felt a coldness. He quickly shut his mouth and knew that he had just said the wrong thing. Zhou Chenguang looked at Xu Yanwen carefully. .

Xu Yanwen said calmly: "It tastes different."

"..." Zhou Chenguang didn't respond.

"I'm going to a meeting." Too lazy to explain more, Xu Yanwen picked up the documents on the table, stood up and walked around the desk.

Zhou Chenguang looked at Xu Yanwen's handsome face. Although he had watched it for many years and was too familiar with it, he inexplicably felt that the expression on Xu Yanwen's face was a little rippling.

He is going home to eat? Still taste different? !

Zhou Chenguang stared at Xu Yanwen's back, and his heart burst into a sudden, a flash of light flashed in his head.

Lying trough, is the taste of home different? !

...

Xu Yanwen went to the meeting, and Zhou Chenguang was not good at staying in Xu Yanwen's office, so he left with excitement.

Until he got into the car, Zhou Chenguang's excitement could not be calmed down. He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the group of friends as if he had broken a big secret.

Morning light: @ 人人, I seem to have found a terrifying gossip! ! !

But after the news was sent out, it was like a rock sinking into the sea, one minute, two minutes, three minutes ... ten minutes passed, and no one in the group squeaked.

Morning light :? ? ?

Morning light: @ 人人, you are not curious about what gossip I know? It ’s really shocking! ! !

One minute, two minutes, three minutes ... the group remained silent.

Zhou Chenguang stared at the non-moving WeChat group, and his heart collapsed. Especially these people were too much, and no one actually ignored him.

Not reconciled, his excited heart, the soul of gossip is burning!

Morning light: You ignore me, don't regret the dinner at the New Imperial City in the evening!

This time someone finally ignored him.

Xiao Zhe: I have time for dinner at night!

Wu Dong: I am also free!

Tang Yichuan: And me!

Morning light: Oh! This is the brother!

...

In the afternoon, Xu Yanwen finished working on the work and left work half an hour earlier than usual.

Driving back to the apartment, Xu Yanwen opened the door and entered the house, and saw that Xue Jiayue was still busy in the kitchen.

"Need help?" Xu Yanwen in suit and leather shoes asked at the kitchen door.

Xue Jiayue turned to look at him, smiled and said: "You are back, without help, I can get it done."

Xu Yanwen's eyes fell on her. She was wearing Piggy's apron in front of her and tied her head with balls. She looked more and more lovely.

"Can kill fish?" Xu Yanwen suddenly wanted to do something for her.

Xue Jiayue glanced at the crucian carp in the pond. She wanted to say no problem. She could not imagine what it would be like to kill the fish by the chief executive in a suit and leather shoes standing by the pond But looking at Xu Yanwen's attitude, it seemed that she really wanted to help. She thought about it, and when someone helped her, she also relaxed and nodded her head.

Then Xue Jiayue saw Xu Yanwen untie his tie, took off his suit outside, slowly put his shirt sleeve on his elbow, walked to the edge of the pool, and caught the fish with his hand.

Xu Yanwen's movements were very skillful. He pressed the fish in one hand and broke the belly of the fish with a knife in the other, clearing the internal organs in the belly of the fish.

Xue Jiayue: "..."

Xu Yanwen glanced at her and said indifferently: "When I was studying abroad, I also cooked myself."

Xue Jiayue said quickly, "You are so powerful!"

Xu Yanwen glanced at her again, the look like a stranger.

To meet his deep eyes, Xue Jiayue froze in his heart, could he see what he saw? Did she find that she is a fake?

Xue Jiayue felt guilty, and dared not stand beside Xu Yanwen again, lest he be surprised, and quickly walked to the side to do other things.

Fortunately, Xu Yanwen didn't say anything else.

As the saying goes, men and women do not work tired.

With Xu Yanwen's help, Xue Jiayue quickly cooked dinner.

Three dishes and one soup were put on the table. Xue Jiayue and Xu Yanwen sat down to eat.

"The crucian tofu soup is delicious." Xue Jiayue scooped a bowl and placed it next to Xu Yanwen. "You eat more fish."

Xu Yanwen raised his eyes, met her smiling face, and looked at him brightly, reflecting his appearance, making him unable to say what he refused.

"Okay." Xu Yanwen responded, picked up the spoon and bowed his head to drink the soup.

At this time, Xu Yanwen's cell phone rang.

He put down the spoon and took a look at the phone. After seeing Xiao Zhe's name, he frowned slightly and said to Xue Jiayue: "I'll answer the phone."

Xue Jiayue watched Xu Yanwen take the mobile phone to the side to answer the phone.

On the phone, Xiao Zhe's voice came.

"Brother Xu, can Jiayue cook the food? Didn't she burn the kitchen?"

Then there are the laughter of a few stupid boys.

It turned out that Zhou Chenguang had a few friends to eat in the new imperial city, but Xu Yanwen did not go. Xiao Zhe and they asked Zhou Chenguang what was going on. Zhou Chenguang shook his head and said, "Brother Xu changed, and Brother Xu actually said he would go home. At home, the food at home tastes different! "

Everyone was surprised, and they were curious about how Xu Yanwen's food was so delicious?

Zhou Chenguang couldn't answer this question, but he really wanted to know.

Later, when he was eating, Xiao Zhe lost his bet, and under the unanimous intimidation of everyone, he could only call Xu Yanwen daringly.

Xu Yanwen heard the laughter of a few stinky guys on the phone and said with a cold face: "Are you itchy?"

The voice was terrible, Xiao Zhe shook his hand in horror, and hung up the phone with a chirp.

Xu Yanwen looked at the blackened mobile phone screen and snorted softly, a few stinky boys, turned around and cleaned them up again!

Turning back, Xu Yanwen raised his eyes and saw Xue Jiayue staring at him, like a kitty that was just rejected, obviously he heard what Xiao Zhe said on the phone.

Facing Xue Jiayue's big innocent eyes, Xu Yanwen's hand holding the phone was tightened, and he heard Xue Jiayue said: "Are they making fun of me again?"

The author has something to say: Xu Yanwen: Distressed.