Chapter 25 How about I feed you?
After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Jian Yao a chance to speak.
Jian Yao stared at the disconnected phone call and was stunned for two seconds.
I don't have to go to the company anymore...
That's really...
Very good!
Jian Yao calmly put down her phone, filtered out the water used to cook the noodles, added water and the soup dumpling back into the pot and continued cooking.
While the water was boiling, I quickly made a fried egg.
After the water boils, put the seasoning bag into the pot and remove the flour from the pot.
The moment the lid of the pot was opened, the aroma of the food immediately dispelled the last bit of gloom in Jian Yao's heart.
She took a deep breath and sighed with contentment.
Indeed, delicious food is the only thing in this world that cannot be wasted.
She carried the big bowl of soup to the restaurant and put it away. After thinking for a while, she took out her cell phone, took a photo and sent it to Gu Zhiyan.
Originally, she was a little hesitant about getting the marriage certificate tomorrow.
After being threatened by Lu Chengze, she had to go!
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In the study of the Gu family's old house.
A man in black silk pajamas sat behind a desk, with a thick pile of property deeds spread out on the desk in front of him.
Special Assistant Xu at the side was flipping through the tablet, checking the property deeds and apartment types one by one, and finally picked out two from a pile of property deeds.
"Mr. Gu, please take a look at these two sets."
He placed the selected property deeds and notebook in front of Gu Zhiyan, "These two sets, one is a new Chinese-style villa, and the other is an old courtyard house in Beijing. Both are more in line with your requirements."
Gu Zhiyan moved the mouse and looked at the design drawing carefully, Jian Yao's words about the Jiangnan garden style circling in his mind.
His eyes passed over the new Chinese-style villa and stopped at the drawing of the courtyard house.
He remembered this yard, which was the coming-of-age gift his grandfather gave him.
An old courtyard with three entrances, it was the residence of an official during the Qing Dynasty, and its overall style is that of a Suzhou garden.
He tapped the property deed with his slender joints and said, "This is it. I'll send someone to clean it up tomorrow."
Special Assistant Xu glanced at the computer screen. Although he couldn't understand why his boss would tamper with the property deeds in the middle of the night, he still nodded responsibly, then neatly put the other property deeds in order and went out.
The door was closed. Gu Zhiyan raised his hand and pressed his brow, then picked up the property deed that was placed alone on the table and pondered.
I don’t know if this meets Jian Yao’s aesthetic standards.
His eyes fell on the house deed, but his thoughts had already drifted away.
He had not originally planned to get the marriage certificate so soon, but he knew that Lu Chengze had returned to Beijing.
Even though Lu Chengze is not a trustworthy person, he and Jian Yao have been friends for so many years after all.
There is love when we meet.
He didn't want to gamble whether Jian Yao would regret meeting Lu Chengze.
Therefore, we have to make sure our status is clear as soon as possible.
I wonder if Jian Yao will feel that this is too hasty and rude.
Gu Zhiyan picked up the phone beside him, unlocked it, clicked on Jian Yao's conversation box, and tried several times with his fingers, but couldn't type a single word.
While hesitating, a message popped up on his phone, which happened to be from Jian Yao.
The first thing that caught my eye was a photo.
The steaming hot vermicelli and golden fried eggs look very appetizing.
Next, there was a brief message.
"I'm going to get the certificate tomorrow, remember to pick me up."
Gu Zhiyan looked at the screen of his mobile phone, rubbed his fingers on the message she sent twice, thought for a moment, and replied seriously with an "OK".
After I saw the message was sent, I felt that sending only one word seemed very cold, so I added a sentence silently.
"After breakfast, go to bed. I'll pick you up at 8 tomorrow morning."
After sending the message, he opened the picture that Jian Yao had just sent him, enlarged it, clicked save to favorites, then exited the interface, turned his phone, and murmured something.
“After so many years, the taste has not changed.”
On the other side, Jian Yao bit into a fried egg soaked in soup, read the message sent by Gu Zhiyan, and curled her lips.
After dinner, she took another combat bath to remove the smell of snail noodles from her body.
I chose a light yellow dress from the closet and put it away, then took out my ID and household registration booklet and put them in my bag in advance, making sure that nothing else was left out before applying skin care products and going to bed.
The next morning at seven o'clock, her biological clock woke her up on time.
Jian Yao washed up, put on some light makeup, and went downstairs with her bag.
She came down ten minutes early on purpose, but she didn't expect that Gu Zhiyan's car was already parked downstairs.
She took a few quick steps forward and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
The man was wearing a black silk shirt, leaning lazily against the side of the car with his legs crossed. Two buttons on his collar were undone, revealing the beautiful lines of his collarbone.
Some people can easily grab everyone's attention just by standing there.
It was rush hour, and Jian Yao had seen many residents in the community looking over here.
When Gu Zhiyan saw her coming, he opened the car door like a gentleman and invited Jian Yao to get in.
"No, I just got here too."
Assistant Xu was not here today, so Gu Zhiyan walked around to the driver's seat and sat down, fastening his seat belt slowly. "Have you had breakfast?"
Jian Yao shook her head, "Not yet."
Gu Zhiyan raised his eyes to look at her with an expression that said, "I knew it," and reached out to take out a bag of soup and soy milk.
"I bought this on the way. Let me try it to see if it tastes good."
Jian Yao took the bag and opened it. The unique aroma of wheat spread throughout the carriage, whetting one's appetite.
She picked up a piece with her fingers and looked at Gu Zhiyan with her dark and round eyes, "Have you eaten it?"
Gu Zhiyan held the steering wheel and turned to look over.
In fact, he had already eaten, but when he met Jian Yao's sparkling eyes, he immediately changed the tone of his words.
"Not yet."
Jian Yao was stunned.
She thought that since Gu Zhiyan brought her breakfast, he must have eaten it.
Asking him if he has eaten is just an instinct engraved in the genes of Chinese people.
I didn't expect that he really didn't eat it.
She held the bun in her hand and wanted to pass it to Gu Zhiyan, but he was holding the steering wheel and couldn't take it. She asked tentatively, "How about I feed you?"
She died early in the morning. She didn't mind feeding her fiancé, who was about to get married, a bun, but she was afraid that Gu Zhiyan had a cleanliness obsession and would dislike her.
Gu Zhiyan didn't say anything and just turned his head to the side.
The distance between them suddenly shortened. Jian Yao was totally unprepared to withstand the attack of his beauty. Her heart trembled violently, and she almost used up all her strength to control the trembling of her fingertips so as not to be too embarrassed.
Gu Zhiyan looked at Jian Yao's serious and pale face, with her ears turning red uncontrollably, and a barely perceptible smile appeared in her eyes.
He opened his mouth slightly and took a bite of the bun that Jian Yao handed to him. The thumb-sized bun was incredibly delicate and could be swallowed in one bite.
With a light bite, the crab roe soup inside seeps out and fills your mouth.
Gu Zhiyan started the car and said casually, "It's delicious."
Even better than when it was fresh out of the oven.
Jian Yao mechanically withdrew her hand, pinched one and put it in her mouth. In her mind was the image of Gu Zhiyan opening his mouth slightly and biting the bun from her hand.