MTL - Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss-Chapter 10 Unique Jinjiang Literature City 10

Feng Chu went to the restaurant reserved by Assistant Zhang at the agreed time, exactly seven o'clock.

The person opposite him didn't come after he took his seat, Feng Chu didn't like waiting for others.

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The always gentle eyebrows and eyes, pale lips that look very soft, the fire is about to burn to the fingers, the waiter came over to remind Feng Chu.

In fact, this restaurant is non-smoking, almost all restaurants are non-smoking, but today Feng Chu's assistant has reserved the room, and only Feng Chu is a guest at night.

Feng Chu snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, he did not intend to wait for the other party: "Let's serve the appetizer."

At this time, a man came in, probably in his early twenties. His shirt and trousers were a little tight, his hair was carefully groomed, he looked good, and his eyebrows and eyes were a bit coquettish.

He sat in front of Feng Chu: "I'm sorry Mr. Feng, I'm late."

Feng Chu didn't expect that today's photo is actually a man, this man is said to be a designer.

In any case, these days can't last, Feng Chu doesn't want to waste time on meaningless dinners.

Before meeting Ling Yi, Feng Chu never thought about his sexual orientation as a man. Even if he knew it now, having dinner with the same **** made Feng Chu feel sick to his stomach.

Because it rained in the afternoon, even the air was humid at night.

This restaurant is located in the most prosperous part of the city center. There are shopping malls nearby. Feng Chu went to the parking lot after eating.

The man on the blind date implied that Feng Chu would send him home.

He heard Feng Chu's name a long time ago, and now seeing him as tall and handsome, his heart is even more chaotic. Feng Chu is the kind of man who looks very powerful, with a very straight nose and long fingers, and a very strong physique. Not to mention that he is rich, even if he has no money, men who like the same **** want to have **** with him.

"Mr. Feng, I have no one at home, would you like to take me home for a cup of coffee?"

"It's late, I don't drink coffee."

The man smiled stiffly: "I didn't drive here, I'm afraid it's not safe to take a taxi back so late."

Feng Chu is not in the mood to send a man home, and besides, a big man is unlikely to have an accident whether he takes a taxi at night or during the day, what is it unsafe? Not safe.

Feng Chu's tone became cold: "Then you drive my car back?"

The man's face turned pale for a moment.

Feng Chu didn't talk much during the meal today, and seemed to be taciturn. Although he had heard others say that Feng Chu had a bad temper, the man thought that Feng Chu was just not good at words. I thought Feng Chu would be very good at fishing.

Right now, Feng Chu's eyebrows and eyes are cold, and his aura makes people feel breathless. The man is subconsciously afraid: "I, I will let the driver pick me up."

At this time, the door of a car opened, and a man in a dark gray coat came out: "Xiaoyi?"

Moments later a young man emerges from the other side.

Dr. Zhao slapped his forehead: "I forgot to ask you to bring a guide cane when you went out. Follow me closely."

Feng Chu's eyes first fell on Dr. Zhao, and then on Ling Yi.

Ling Yi was wearing soft dark gray home clothes at home this afternoon, and now she goes out into very refreshing white T black pants and a dark knitted cardigan.

The dim light of the parking lot fell on Ling Yi's body, he looked very thin, and his legs were extraordinarily slender.

Feng Chu called Dr. Zhao.

Dr. Zhao's cell phone rang, and he went to the side to answer the call.

Feng Chu's voice was cold: "Why did you take him out of the sanatorium?"

After a little reaction, Doctor Zhao realized that the "he" in Feng Chu's mouth was referring to Ling Yi.

Doctor Zhao looked around, the parking lot was huge, he couldn't see Feng Chu: "I took Ling Yi to buy clothes, the weather is getting colder, he doesn't have a thick coat."

When returning to City C, Ling Yi only brought a coat. Dr. Zhao found that Ling Yi was a little cold on the way. After asking a few questions, he realized that Ling Yi did not have too many thick clothes in the nursing home.

The thickest clothes are probably all kinds of sweaters.

Because those days were too busy, Dr. Zhao couldn't find time to take Ling Yi to buy clothes.

Feng Chu coldly instructed: "I'm right here, you find an excuse to leave, I'll take him to buy."

Doctor Zhao hesitated.

Feng Chu is obviously not a good person.

Ling Yi is really good-looking, the kind that is hard to find with a lantern on. Dr. Zhao's wife is an executive of an entertainment company. It was rare to see such a beautiful boy as Ling Yi, and he even asked if Ling Yi was a mixed race.

What is Feng Chu thinking about now, Dr. Zhao slowly figured out: "It's night, Mr. Feng, this is not good?"

Dr. Zhao himself is a straight man, of course he can rest assured that he will take Ling Yi out at night. Taking 10,000 steps back, even if he is not a straight man, he can trust his character and professional ethics, and he believes that as a doctor, he will not do anything to a patient.

But Feng Chu is not necessarily.

It is said that Feng Chu and the others are very chaotic.

Feng Chu sneered: "The sanatorium is mine, Doctor Zhao, what do you think I am going to do to him and need to take him outside? As long as I have this intention, no matter where he is, he is not safe. "

Dr. Zhao felt a chill.

Feng Chu said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to him, I just want to make friends with him, he always carries a distress device, and I will do illegal acts?"

Dr. Zhao hung up.

He walked towards Ling Yi.

Ling Yi said: "Dr. Zhao, what is the most important thing for you?"

Dr. Zhao said "um": "Xiaoyi, I want to go home—"

Feng Chu came in this direction.

"The seal guard is here, can I ask him to take you to the mall?"

Feng Chu stopped in front of Ling Yi: "I'm doing odd jobs in this mall. Just now, Dr. Zhao sent me a text message asking me to take you to buy clothes."

Dr. Zhao: “…”

Doing odd jobs in the mall, such a poor excuse... why don't you say the whole mall is yours?

Dr. Zhao thought about it for a while, and the shopping mall in the city center may really be closed.

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay, goodbye Dr. Zhao."

Feng Chu took Ling Yi to the elevator.

Ling Yi forgot to bring a guide stick, Feng Chu glanced at him, although Ling Yi looked no different from a normal person, his eyes were just a little less bright, but Ling Yi was blind after all , vulnerable and in need of help.

"Ling Yi, would you like to grab my arm?"

Feng Chu wanted to hold Ling Yi's hand, but—he felt that Ling Yi 80% would not agree.

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Feng Chu grabbed Ling Yi's wrist through his clothes and let Ling Yi's hand touch his forearm.

Ling Yi raised her head slightly: "Mr. Feng, you are not full-time in the nursing home, do you still have to do a lot of work elsewhere? Is it time for work?"

"Just got off work." Feng Chu said, "I worked here for a few hours after I came out of the nursing home."

Ling Yi calculated the time, if the other party kept working, he probably wouldn't have time for dinner.

"I'm really sorry," Ling Yi felt guilty. She had caused Feng Chu to have no time to rest. After get off work, she had to go shopping with her, "Can I invite you to dinner?"

"The shopping mall has sent a working meal, and I have eaten it." Feng Chu knew that Ling Yi must have had dinner before he came out, "Can you invite me another day?"

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

The elevator door opened, Ling Yi held Feng Chu's arm lightly and came out. When Feng Chu faced Ling Yi, he didn't even realize his voice was softer: "Be careful."

"Does Mr. Feng have to work like this every day?" If Ling Yi remembered correctly, today seems to be another weekend.

"I owe the bank a lot of money," Feng Chu half-jokingly, "Have to work non-stop to repay."

He was right, the group did borrow hundreds of billions of dollars from banks.

Deceiving Ling Yi seems to be an immoral thing, Feng Chu watched Ling Yi's expression changed from dazed to worried, and his heart gradually softened a lot.

He resisted the urge to knead Ling Yi's hair: "Actually, it's fine, it will be paid off in two years."

Ling Yi said: "I want to drink milk tea, is there a milk tea shop here?"

There will definitely be a milk tea shop in the mall. Feng Chu found the location according to the navigation and took Ling Yi there.

Ling Yi was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Feng, I want to invite you, what flavor do you like?"

Feng Chu has never drank these. He is not particularly interested in desserts on weekdays. He looked up at the names of various drinks on the screen: "Succulent grapes."

Ling Yi has not had milk tea for a long time, he ordered a cup of hot half sugar pearl milk tea.

The clerk saw Ling Yi handing over a banknote. Now few people pay with banknotes, most of them pay by mobile phone, but this is not what surprised her.

It's the face of Ling Yi.

If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find that Ling Yi is actually blind.

The clerk handed the receipt to Ling Yi: "Please wait a moment."

When picking up the meal, Feng Chu went to pick it up. Feng Chu saw two female students on the table next to them taking pictures of their milk tea with their mobile phones.

Feng Chu also took a photo.

Warm bubble tea and full ice succulent grapes come together.

Feng Chu then posted a circle of friends.

Feng Chufa's circle of friends has never been short of praise, and there are many likes in a moment.

Chen Qian was also staring at the phone: "President Feng, are you going to enter the catering industry?"

Feng Chu ignored it and threw the phone into his pocket.

He poked the straw in, and put the pearl milk tea in Ling Yi's hand.

Ling Yi lowered her head and took a sip.

Feng Chu didn't like to use straws, so he opened the lid of his cup and drank directly against the edge of the cup.

Ling Yi seldom tries new things, so she subconsciously ordered the most common drink, Feng Chu's new drink seems to be delicious.

Feng Chu didn't think it was too good to drink, and he didn't feel surprised by anything he drank. The only thing that surprised him was Ling Yi.

Looking at Ling Yi's curious expression, Feng Chu said "um": "Delicious."

He unwrapped the straw and poked his own straw into the dark purple drink: "You have a taste."

Ling Yi took a sip of the grape pulp: "Delicious."

Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's pink lips: "Then can I taste yours?"

Ling Yi knew that Feng Chu's straw was not used, but his own straw was used, and he just took a few bites.

Ling Yi said: "Mr. Feng, go get another straw, I have bitten this straw."

Feng Chu curled her lips: "Just kidding, I don't like hot drinks."