However, as she had just approached, Jiang Wu happened to hang up the phone. He put away his cell phone and looked up at her.

Song Mangmang paused and realized that she wanted to come over to see who Jiang Wu was calling. She was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but laugh dryly.

"You...why are you still at home? Don't you have to go to the company today?"

Jiang Wu curled her lips, "Today, I skipped work."

“…”

I heard this from a workaholic who was busy with daily life. Could it be that the sun came out from the west?

Song Mangmang subconsciously looked out towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Let's have a meal." The man said again.

"Ah?" Song Mangmang was pulled back and said reflexively: "I haven't cooked yet."

Chen's mother is not here, and there are no other servants in the villa, so she has to be self-reliant if she wants to eat.

"It's done." Jiang Wu dropped these three words, stood up, and walked straight towards the kitchen.

Song Mangmang stared at the man's back in surprise, and it took him ten seconds to realize what he said. The rice was ready? Who made it? Jiang Wu made it?

She followed.

On the dining table, there were indeed prepared foods, three dishes and one soup, which were always in a heat-insulated state, and... they were actually all the dishes she liked to eat.

The dishes look good and smell good.

Song Mangmang blinked his eyes several times, sat down, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Jiang Wu and asked in a low voice, "Jiang Wu, these dishes... did you order takeout?"

Because she remembered that Jiang Wu was a young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth since she was a child. He practiced a gentleman who stayed away from the kitchen and had never cooked food.

Jiang Wu lifted up her eyelids, glanced at her, and said lazily: "I did it."

"Really?" Song Mangmang couldn't help but ask directly, "When did you...you can cook?"

Jiang Wu's hand holding chopsticks tightened slightly.

After Song Mangmang was shot and woke up, she had been staying in the hospital for recovery. At that time, she despised the meals in the hospital that were too light and made her tasteless and uncomfortable. She accidentally said a few words to him.

He remembered it in his heart and specially invited a nutritionist to customize a special recipe. Of course, he could have the nutritionist cooked every day at that time, but he thought that if Song Mangmang was so greedy and he could cook it himself, he could make whatever she wanted in the future.

So I started to learn how to cook and cook nutritious meals for her every day.

His pride prevented him from telling the story of washing her hands and making soup for her, so Song Mangmang always thought that the nutritional meal was made by a nutritionist, and he praised it several times in front of him, praising the nutritional meal made by the nutritionist, making him not sure whether he should be angry or laugh.

To this day, she still didn't notice it at all. How uneasy she was about him...

Jiang Wu's tone faded a little, "I'll know it very early."

“??”

How early is it?

Song Mangmang recalled carefully that when he was together before, he had never seen Jiang Wu cook, so... did he learn it in the past two years?

Why does Master Jiang learn to cook on a whim?

She unconsciously said what she said in her heart.

Jiang Wu's voice became even colder and she asked without answering, "What do you think?"

She said?

Song Mangmang bit his lower lip and frowned and thought.

Most of the things that men wash their hands and make soup are for women. Is it... for Lin Ziqian? Or other confidants?

Thinking of this, she felt a little uncomfortable.

After being with Jiang Wu for so long, he never learned to cook for her, but cooked for other women...

He doesn't like her much!

It is definitely fake to say that she has no resentment about the past. Women will unconsciously compare various things at any time.

Talking about this kind of topic is just a mess for myself. Song Mangman ended decisively, "I don't know, I'm hungry, let's have a meal."

She picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dishes, and put them directly into her mouth, posing as if she was silent.

Jiang Wu's eyes condensed, and she was not even happy to guess...

The heart is slightly blocked.

Although their relationship eased... it seemed... it was just the step of easing...

Jiang Wu lost her appetite, took a few bites, then stood up and left the restaurant.

Song Mangmang listened to his sound of going upstairs, and for about five minutes, he went downstairs again, then went out and drove away.

Her hand holding the bowls and chopsticks also stopped.

Suddenly, I lost my appetite.

…

Gu's Group.

When Jiang Wu strode over, Assistant Zhou was stunned and thought he had read it wrong.

This morning, the boss called him early in the morning and said that he would not go back to the company these days and would like to accompany his wife at home. If there is no matter, don’t bother him. If there is any important matter, please postpone it and discuss it later!

As a result... in just one morning, why did the big boss come to the company again?

Could it be that something super urgent happened to the company? It’s not right. If something happened to the company, it would be impossible for him to not receive the news!

Then... it wasn't that the big boss and the young lady had another conflict, right?

Assistant Zhou suddenly felt a bolt from the blue. He would rather have any major problems in the company than having a conflict with the young lady!

Seeing Jiang Wu walk into the office expressionlessly, Assistant Zhou feels...it is probably the latter, why is his life so miserable...

This good day is not a few days away.

However, as a special assistant, the first priority is to solve the problems of the boss. Even though Assistant Zhou did not want to be cannon fodder, he still bit the bullet and got up and entered the office.

He stood at the desk, thought about the language, and then spoke in a low voice, "Mr. Jiang, you came here suddenly, are you... you have any conflicts with the young lady? In fact, these couples have this trick..."

Jiang Wu raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly.

The air conditioner in the office was very well-built, but Assistant Zhou's back was sweating profusely.

He swallowed the rest forcibly and said weakly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I'm over. I'll go out to work now."

After the words came, Assistant Zhou immediately turned around and was about to escape.

Then the next second, Jiang Wu's voice sounded, "Come back."

He stopped reflexively, turned around immediately, begging for mercy with a sad face, "Mr. Jiang, I was wrong. I shouldn't be talking too much. Please give me another shot..."

Jiang Wu couldn't help but speak, "Shut up!"

Assistant Zhou shut up and dared not speak anymore.

Jiang Wu leaned against the quilt, rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers, and struggled for a while before she opened her lips, "Assistant Zhou, are you married?"

The sudden problem made Assistant Zhou stunned, but he reacted very quickly and replied truthfully: "No."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Uh...once, at that time in elementary school and kindergarten..."
Chapter completed!