Chapter 30 You guys sleep in separate rooms!
As soon as Yun Zheng walked out of the room, she met Cen Lian who also came out of the room.
"Good morning, Zheng Zheng!" She yawned, stretched herself, and came to greet Yun Zheng with dark circles under her eyes.
"Good morning!" Yun Zheng looked at the dark circles under her bestie's eyes and asked softly, "Did you sleep poorly? Why are your dark circles so heavy?"
Speaking of this Miss Cen, I am so sad that I can't even cry!
She held Yun Zheng's hand and gently leaned her head on her shoulder. "Don't mention it. I haven't adjusted to the time difference yet. Last night, I dragged Cheng Yuxiao to chat in the first half of the night and played games in the second half. It's been going on until now."
Yun Zheng smelled something unusual from Cen Lian'an's words.
She didn't push her away, but just smiled and joked, "Really? That Young Master Cheng really dotes on you. He even stays up all night just to be with you!"
Upon hearing this, Cen Li'an straightened up immediately and defended himself, "Don't talk nonsense, we are just good friends, there is no trace of love between men and women!"
Yun Zheng looked at her best friend's flustered explanation, but smiled without saying anything.
As for the relationship between the two of them, others would think it was unusual, but they were just confused by it!
However, no one can predict things like feelings, it all depends on the parties involved, so she didn't say anything more.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go have breakfast first."
"Yeah, I'm starving."
Cen Lian'an had also stayed up all night. If she wasn't hungry, she would have fallen asleep immediately and would never have gotten up.
Yun Zheng looked at her best friend speechlessly, her tone full of disdain, "Who told you to stay up all night?"
"Sister, didn't I tell you that I haven't adjusted to the jet lag? Wuuuuu~, and you're still mean to me!" Cen Lian hugged Yun Zheng's arm, closed his eyes, and squeezed out the tears that didn't exist at all.
Yun Zheng was no longer surprised by her fake crying behavior, so she reached out and touched her head, as if she was stroking her hair.
As soon as the two of them arrived in the living room, Mrs. Chen came forward with a smile, "Madam, Miss Cen, good morning! Breakfast is ready, you can enjoy it."
"Okay, thank you, Mrs. Chen!" Yun Zheng greeted her politely before taking Cen Lian to the restaurant.
As soon as the two of them sat down, plate after plate of exquisite breakfast began to be served on the table.
There are traditional Chinese breakfasts as well as Western ones, but looking around, there are more Chinese ones because Yun Zheng doesn't like Western breakfasts.
Cen Lian'an looked at the breakfast that was still being served on the table and couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
She glanced at the calm Yun Zheng again, and her whole body lost its composure. "Zheng Zheng, the Fu family calls this breakfast, but it's almost as good as a full-scale Han banquet!"
The reason why Yun Zheng was so calm was because she encountered the same scene when she was having breakfast yesterday morning.
No, to be precise, there were more yesterday morning than today.
Because Fu Linghe also went to the breakfast shop to buy breakfast for her.
Listening to Cen Lian'an's words, Yun Zheng curled her lips slightly and whispered, "I wasn't used to it at first, but it's fine once I get used to it. Eat as much as you can. No one says you have to finish everything on the table."
Cen Li'an marveled, his eyes lingering over the various breakfasts. "Luxury! This is what true luxury is! Thank you, sister, for showing me the world!"
Yun Zheng smiled and picked up one of Cen Lian'an's favorite shrimp dumplings. "Alright, food can't stop you from eating!"
Cen Lian didn't say anything more and picked up the shrimp dumplings in the bowl and put them into his mouth.
This taste is simply heavenly, and she was able to eat it all thanks to Yun Zheng!
After breakfast, Cen Li'an lazily leaned back in his chair, stroking his bulging belly. "Zheng Zheng, I won't dare come to your place anymore. I'll gain at least 10 pounds in three days!"
"Didn't you say that you can't gain weight? Are you afraid of gaining weight?" Yun Zheng took out a tissue and handed it to Cen Lian'an, chuckling and making fun of Cen Lian'an.
"With your chef's cooking skills, it's useless even if he has a physique that doesn't gain weight!" Cen Lian looked up at her lazily and argued.
Yun Zheng curled her lips slightly and cleverly changed the subject, "Do you have any plans for today? Are you going out?"
"I'm planning to go home. I came to meet you right after I got off the plane. I haven't even gone home to tell my parents. If I don't go back soon, my mom will come and arrest me herself!"
Although Cen Lian'an also wanted to live with Yun Zheng, her mother had already sent her many messages urging her to go back, and it would be a bit unreasonable if she didn't go back.
Besides, Fu Linghe and Yun Zheng are newlyweds after all, so it would be inconvenient for them if she were here.
It would be better for her to go back to her own home.
Even though she already had a premonition that she would be her mother's treasure on the first day of her return home, she would be her mother's dislike on the second day!
"Why don't you stay for a few more days? I'm pretty bored being alone."
Yun Zheng still felt a little awkward being alone with Fu Linghe. It was a little better with Cen Lian around. Now that she left, she didn't know how to get along with Fu Linghe.
"No, you can't be bored. Now is a good time for you and Mr. Fu to cultivate your relationship. You must seize it!"
Cen Lian'an was really anxious to help Yun Zheng. She knew that Yun Zheng was thin-skinned and slow to warm up emotionally. Although she and Fu Linghe were already married, there was still a veil between them that would take time to break through.
"You should take this opportunity to spend more time with Mr. Fu, go out on dates, watch movies, and your relationship will naturally warm up." Cen Lian sat up straight and gave Yun Zheng advice seriously.
Yun Zheng blushed and gently patted Cen Lian'an's hand, "Stop teasing me. The relationship between us is not as simple as you think."
Cen Li-an: It’s not easy, after all, I’ve been secretly in love with you for 8 years!
However, it is not appropriate for her to tell Yun Zheng about this matter. Fu Linghe, the person involved, has to say it himself.
If she also had a man who had been secretly in love with her for eight years, she would definitely marry him without hesitation.
Oh, what a pity she didn't!
Cen Li'an looked at her best friend's wooden head and sighed softly, "She is such a piece of rotten wood that it cannot be carved!"
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you about this. I'll go upstairs to collect my things. If you have nothing to do later, you can give me a ride. If you need something, just ask the driver to take me."
Yun Zheng nodded and said, "When you're free, let's go. I'll go upstairs with you to clean up first."
"Yeah." Cen Lian responded and stood up.
She didn't actually have anything to pack, so she just went to get the small bag and charger she was carrying with her.
Cen Lian'an and Yun Zheng chatted casually and soon reached the second floor.
"Zheng Zheng, would you please take me to see your room?" Cen Lian was a little curious about what Yun Zheng's room looked like, but this was her and Fu Linghe's new home after all, not Yun Zheng's boudoir, so it was not convenient for her to go in without her consent.
"Of course." Yun Zheng agreed without hesitation.
"Zundu Jiadu!" Cen Lian rubbed his hands excitedly, trotted to the door, and his hand was already on the door handle.
Just as she was about to ask for the password to her room, she heard Yun Zheng nervously say behind her, "An An, that's not my room, it's Fu Linghe's. My room is the one next to it."
Cen Li'an's hand froze in mid-air awkwardly. She turned to look at Yun Zheng, her eyes filled with shock. "Yun Zheng! You two don't live together, you sleep in separate rooms!"
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