On the An family, Mr. An rarely comes back.

But there was a housekeeper there.

It is not difficult to see who gave the order.

Because even the hygiene of Bo’s house is cleaned every day.

It's still the same way, and it seems that no one has left.

Qin Mo never came back after losing his memory.

The housekeeper who stayed has changed from a young man to a gentleman.

After seeing Qin Mo, the surprise in his eyes was very obvious.

Qin Mo asked him if anyone from the Bo family had ever been back.

He shook his head every time.

But recently, for some reason, the surveillance screen seems to be not very good.

But the housekeeper felt that there was no big problem and there were no missing things inside, so he never mentioned this to Qin Mo.

The supper was made by the Chinese master who brought it to you.

What I still make is Chinese food.

Not because of anything else, just because someone likes to eat.

So before coming, Qin Mo had already asked the chef of An’s family to fly over in advance.

Mr. An was happy. Before leaving, the chef told him several times to make some delicious food for Xiaojiu.

When Bo Jiu was eating, he was lazy and did not do anything out of the ordinary.

But I've been sending text messages.

The key target of sending is Lin Feng: "Give gifts."

Lin Feng still had a lot of documents to sign. As soon as he pulled off his collar, he saw this message and was a little confused: "What gift?"

"Forget the gift from the captain and I, you have to pay double the amount." Bo Jiu continued to reply with his chopsticks in his mouth.

Lin Feng chuckled twice: "Little Spade, you are not legally old yet, what gifts are you given?"

"We will be together tomorrow." Bo Jiu pressed the words: "Abroad."

No matter how hard Lin Feng heard it, he felt that there was a show-off in his tone.

He stood up all of a sudden.

Yun Hu, who was sitting next to him, casually pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

Lin Feng didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned his eyes: "Hey, Hu Zi, why don't we go out to get married too?"

Yun Hu paused his fingers, raised his eyes, and his voice slowly: "Marriage?"

Lin Feng blurted out his words, and now he feels that this is not realistic.

It's all the blame for that guy from Little Spades.

"Well, I'm joking, just talk about it casually, how could I get married?" Lin Feng sat down, his face a little dry. He was really too impulsive. No matter what, they were different from others.

Recently I heard that the Yun family intends to let Hu Zi enter the agency in the future.

If that is the case, it is really unrealistic to get married or something.

After all, the environment is completely different and will also affect him.

Unlike him, if he does business, he won't have so much attention.

But what happened to the vague loss in my heart?

Maybe it was because of Yun Hu’s reaction just now.

Lin Feng told himself not to be so unmanly worried about gains and losses. Isn’t it just getting married? What’s the point of getting married?

Take a document and continue signing!

The meeting room returned to peace.

Yunhu didn't say anything either.

After signing a few documents.

Lin Feng felt chest tightness, so he pulled open his tie, took a cigarette and walked to the smoking room.

He didn't know that, right behind him, Yun Hu picked up his phone and sent two words to the person on the other end of the phone: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!