Chapter 45 Your greatest role is to accompany me to

Yuelan Huafu.

Ruan Liuzheng came to the kitchen with a takeaway box. She opened the lid and saw the familiar and conspicuous logo.

It was really enviable.

They wanted to eat a meal at Chaoshiji, but they might not be able to make an appointment even if they made an appointment a month in advance. Xie Qingcen could make it happen with just a little effort, which made people jealous.

Ruan Liuzheng lowered her eyes and looked at the dishes that looked delicate and delicious even though they were cold, and her lips curled up unconsciously.

"What are you thinking about?"

A casual but slightly magnetic voice sounded behind her. Ruan Liuzheng turned her head and a hint of surprise flashed across her cold eyes.

She saw

Xie Qingcen standing at the door of the kitchen, his body straight, like a green pine, but when Ruan Liuzheng looked over, he leaned lazily against the door frame next to him and crossed his arms.

His eyelids were lifted, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his thin lips, which was a little bit like a smile.

Ruan Liuzheng's breathing stagnated for a long time. She silently turned away her eyes and said in a light tone, "Why did you come here? Where is Chengcheng?"

Xie Qingcen's lips slightly raised, and his elegant eyebrows raised slightly, "He went back to the room and doesn't need me to accompany him."

"Little Liuzheng, I don't believe you don't know why Chengcheng wants me to stay."

Xie Qingcen raised his eyebrows, and his ink-like eyes stared at Ruan Liuzheng, and the light in his deep eyes was fascinating.

His voice was gentle, but it sounded serious and rigorous.

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes paused when he heard it.

She frowned, and her rose-colored lips pursed slightly to hide the complex look in her eyes.

She looked up at him, nodded and said, "I can guess a little, so is this the purpose of your coming here?" "

Yes, I can't let the child down."

Xie Qingcen admitted generously, and walked towards Ruan Liuzheng while speaking, and his tall and straight figure stood in front of Ruan Liuzheng.

He reached out to unbutton the cuffs on his shirt, which were simple yet luxurious in design, and said with his eyes, "Leave this to me, you just need to stay by my side."

Ruan Liuzheng frowned, "I can still handle such a small matter as heating up the food, I don't need your help."

"If you have nothing to do, go back to your own home."

Xie Qingcen chuckled twice, selectively ignoring Ruan Liuzheng's second sentence, and said, "I know, but I can't bear to leave."

His voice was as low and magnetic as always, but his tone was slightly heavier, with a hint of unquestionable domineering.

Xie Qingcen looked at her steadily, with a deep and dark color in his narrow and cold eyes.

Without waiting for Ruan Liuzheng to react, Xie Qingcen picked up the apron beside him and tied it around his waist skillfully.

His movements were slow and methodical, and every move was pleasing to the eye.

But... it seemed that he was not familiar with Ruan Liuzheng's apron. He reached back and fiddled for a long time but couldn't tie the thin straps on the apron.

Xie Qingcen's thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line, and his delicate eyebrows revealed a bit of displeasure.

Ruan Liuzheng stared at him in a daze, watching him change from a cold and domineering CEO to a husband with a strong sense of fireworks.

They are obviously two very different personalities, but there is an inexplicable sense of harmony in him.

Ruan Liuzheng lowered her eyes slightly, and suddenly couldn't help laughing softly.

She walked silently behind Xie Qingcen, raised her hand to hold the thin strap on the other side of the apron, and frowned slightly, "Let me do it."

Xie Qingcen paused when he heard this, and he let go and let Ruan Liuzheng take the thin strap in his hand. He looked sideways and quietly looked at the woman with drooping eyebrows and a serious expression.

The bottom of the clear ink-colored eyes darkened uncontrollably.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ruan Liuzheng began to move her hands. She tied the two thin straps together skillfully, and at the end, she did not forget to tie a beautiful bow.

She nodded with satisfaction and looked up at Xie Qingcen, "Okay."

Xie Qingcen's expression remained unchanged, his dark eyes still fixed on Ruan Liuzheng, his snow-white Adam's apple rolled gently, his deep voice was a little hoarse, "Well, thank you."

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes paused, she lowered her eyes to look at the distance between them, and her slow brain suddenly reacted to something.

She coughed twice, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.

She took two steps back, "You are also a guest, do you really not need my help?"

Xie Qingcen restrainedly retracted his gaze, turned around and skillfully turned on the natural gas, his dark eyes quietly watching the blue flames burn.

He spoke, his clear voice revealed a faint magnetism.

"For me, your greatest role is to stand here with me."

...

Jun Ting.

Fu Yanci sat on the sofa at the end of the bed, with a laptop on his legs, looking down at the information on it, his brows slightly frowned.

He wore a pair of glasses with silver wire frames on his nose, and his dark and sharp eyes were hidden behind the lenses, making him look gentle and refined.

While thinking about how to solve the emergency just now and how to minimize the damage, he looked up in the direction of the bathroom from time to time.

The sound of running water was coming from inside.

It was Bai Huanqing taking a shower.

Thinking of Bai Huanqing, Fu Yanci's dark eyes hidden behind the lenses could not help but flash a touch of tenderness, and even his sharp eyebrows became soft.

Suddenly, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, followed by the sound of the glass door being opened.

Bai

Huanqing's long hair was wet, and there were crystal water drops hanging at the end of her hair. Her face was flushed by the heat, and she walked towards Fu Yanci gracefully.

She was only wearing a bathrobe with a deep V-neck, her snow-white skin was faintly visible, but the most eye-catching thing was the pair of bare, white and petite feet underneath, stepping on the dark gray floor, the white and dark gray contrasted with each other, and all men would be attracted by it at a glance.

Fu Yanci pursed his dry lips and restrainedly turned his eyes away.

He put down the computer, stood up and walked to Bai Huanqing's side, gently placed his warm palm on Bai Huanqing's thin shoulder, and said in a gentle tone, "Why did you come out without shoes? You will catch a cold."

Bai Huanqing looked up, her clear eyes contained a faint smile, and she curved her lips and said, "It's okay, there is floor heating."

Fu Yanci's face flashed with disapproval, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

He took Bai Huanqing and walked to the bed, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and forced her to sit on the bed, then stood up and walked to the cabinet beside him, and took out the hair dryer that was almost covered with dust.

His thin lips slightly raised.

Fortunately, it's still there.

But when Bai Huanqing, who was standing behind him, saw the hair dryer, her eyes could not help but reveal a hint of jealousy. She unconsciously exerted force and tightly grasped the dark bed sheet underneath.

But when Fu Yanci turned around, she concealed it well.

She raised her eyes, a smile slightly raised at the corner of her lips, but her eyes were a little dim, "Brother Yanci, has Sister Liuzheng been here too?"

Fu Yanci paused.

Looking at the forced smile on Bai Huanqing's face, he pursed his lips, walked quickly to Bai Huanqing, lowered his eyebrows, and gently stroked Bai Huanqing's tender face with his warm palms, and said, "Don't think about it. No one has ever set foot here except you, including Ruan Liuzheng."

"So, Huanqing, you are the first woman to come here."

Fu Yanci looked at Bai Huanqing quietly, and when he talked about Ruan Liuzheng, a fierce look flashed across his dark eyes.

Until now, the photo of him and Huanqing appearing in the police station is still on the hot search in Yuncheng, even though he has asked Fu's public relations department to take action.

But there is a faint force that is stopping them, seemingly not wanting this hot search to go down.

Ha, it seems that in addition to that ordinary man, Ruan Liuzheng has also climbed up to other big shots.

No wonder she dared to file for divorce with him, it turned out that she had climbed up the high branch again.

However, he would not let Ruan Liuzheng get what she wanted.

Fu Yanci tightened his grip on the hair dryer slightly, and the ink color in his dark eyes surged.

"Brother Yanci, if you bring me here today, will Sister Liuzheng mind?" Bai Huanqing tugged at the hem of her bathrobe, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth. She looked at Fu Yanci with a slightly uneasy look.

Fu Yanci came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and looked at Bai Huanqing's uneasy eyebrows with distressed eyes.

"Don't worry about her, she has no right to mind."

"But..."

...

On the other side, Ruan Liuzheng leaned lazily against the door, raised her cold eyes slightly, and quietly looked at the man busy at the stove.

The rosy lips unconsciously raised a shallow arc.

The man had his back to her, and the simple black shirt wrapped around his strong and upright figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, perfect proportions, and a standard golden inverted triangle body shape.

At this time, the "buzzing" sound of the range hood above temporarily faded the fresh elegance on his body.

It added a touch of the unique worldly air to him.

Ruan Liuzheng looked at him leisurely, and suddenly a little curiosity arose in his heart.

However, at this moment, the sound beside the stove stopped.

Xie Qingcen poured the last plate of stir-fried vegetables into the plate with elegant movements, turned around and met Ruan Liuzheng's curious gaze.

He raised his eyebrows, "Ask any questions you have, don't wrong yourself. I will tell you everything I know, and I will never hide anything."

As if he didn't expect to be caught, Ruan Liuzheng coughed twice, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his porcelain-white cheeks.

She pursed her lips, and a rare curiosity appeared in her cold eyes. "The ancients flattered a gentleman to stay away from the kitchen. Even now, this saying still applies to most people."

"Xie Qingcen, with your status and position, even if you can cook, now in the country, shouldn't you... uh..."

"You mean, I should hate being contaminated by oil smoke."

Xie Qingcen saw what Ruan Liuzheng was thinking and knew her dilemma. He pointed it out and smiled faintly at Ruan Liuzheng.

"I don't deny that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. I admit that I hate entering the kitchen, even though I am a good cook. But one of us has to take responsibility for this. We can't just order takeout every day in the future."

"Even if we can stand it, I'm afraid the child can't."

"He's still growing."