Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

Fu Sirou smiled and went up to greet her.    

"Yes. "    

Rong Peiwen replied with a faint smile.    

She did not wait for the person to say anything else. She walked towards the car waiting outside the door.    

Fu Sirou attentively followed and opened the car door for Rong Peiwen, deliberately trying to please her. "Aunt, can I visit you often in the future?"    

Rong Peiwen looked at her indifferently and closed the car door. She looked at the other through the glass window, "No need to be so polite. "    

As soon as she finished speaking, she signaled the driver to drive away.    

Fu Sirou was not stupid. She could clearly feel that Rong Peiwen's attitude had changed. She was especially cold.    

Seeing the car drive away, she looked at her mother, who was standing at the door, not moving at all.    

"Mom, what happened?"    

Lin Yung did not say anything. She gave her a cold look and turned around to enter the house.    

. . .    

In the room, Fu Sirou, who knew everything, clenched her fists tightly.    

"Why did Fu Nuan get all the benefits!"    

After she finished venting her anger, she looked at Lin Yung, whose face was not good, and her tone carried some complaints.    

"I have already told you that Rong Peiwen is unreliable. She does not know how to be grateful and will not accept our feelings. Now that she is able to return to the Rong family, all the credit will belong to Fu Nuan. We are unworthy of being petty! I don't believe that Fu Nuan will say good things for her! "    

Lin Yung's expression became increasingly gloomy and a trace of coldness flashed across her eyes.    

"It is still too early to say these things now. Let's wait and see. "    

. . .    

In the villa in the suburbs.    

When Fu Nuan returned, it was already evening.    

"Is Sir back?"    

"Sir is in the study room. "    

The woman went upstairs and knocked lightly on the door. She then pushed the door open and entered.    

The man was reading a book when he heard footsteps. He looked up at her and then looked back at the book.    

Fu Nuan knew that he did not want to hear anything about Rong Peiwen.    

But after thinking about it, she still had to say it.    

"That. . . I just came back from the old residence. Grandma means to let aunt stay. "    

Rong Yu lowered his eyes and read the book. He frowned slightly and did not reply.    

"I know you are unhappy, but this is Grandma's decision. We can only respect her decision. She has her own considerations when she does things. "    

However, the man did not seem to want to discuss this topic with her. He remained silent.    

Fu Nuan looked at him like this and thought of what Rong Yinn had said to her at the old residence today -    

"Sister-in-law, tomorrow is brother's birthday. How do you plan to celebrate it?"    

She was stunned on the spot.    

Birthday? So it was Rong Yu's birthday tomorrow. She actually didn't know.    

Seeing her stunned expression, Rong Yinn was also a little surprised and asked, "Sister-in-law, don't you know brother's birthday?"    

Rong Yinn did not wait for her reply and continued to speak. "But that's true. I remember that brother has never had a birthday before. He doesn't like liveliness. "    

Retracting her thoughts, Fu Nuan cast a sidelong glance at her husband. In her heart, she thought that this was their first birthday after they got married. She must give him a good birthday.    

But Rong Yu was focused on reading and did not want to bother with her at all.    

The little woman quietly walked to the study table and deliberately wanted to attract his attention. She sat at the edge of the table and leaned over to the man, deliberately disturbing him.    

Rong Yu's attention was successfully attracted by her. He put down the book and looked at her.    

"What's the matter?"    

"Hubby, do you have time tomorrow?"    

"I need to see a director. "    

It seemed like he didn't even remember that tomorrow was his birthday.    

She blinked and asked indirectly: "Then is a board member important? Do you need to see him personally. . . What will happen if you don't see him?"    

The man did not respond, his deep gaze making her feel a little fearful.    

She smiled coyly and stood up. " Pretend I didn't ask. I won't disturb your reading. . . "    

After finishing her sentence, she quickly returned to her bedroom.    

She gave up just like that?    

Of course not!    

Back in the room, Fu Nuan took out a small notebook. Even if Rong Yu did not take his birthday seriously, as his wife, she could not neglect it.    

She had to plan well to let her husband have an unforgettable birthday.    

The woman picked up the pen and wrote on the small book, Husband's birthday battle plan.    

It was also her first time making such a surprise. She wrote down all the interesting things that she could think of.    

After she finished writing, she happily closed the notebook and put it in the drawer.    

Mm, I'll wait until tomorrow to carry it out!    

. . .    

Early in the morning.    

When Rong Yu woke up, he habitually reached out to hug the woman beside him, but he touched nothing.    

He frowned slightly. He opened his eyes and glanced at the clock out of the corner of his eye.    

It was not even seven o'clock yet. Usually, she should still be sleeping at this time.    

Where did she go?    

However, at this moment, in the kitchen -    

"Madam, why don't I do it. . . "    

The maid could not stand it anymore. Madam's breakfast went from six to seven. She had cooked it countless times in an hour, but she was still not satisfied.    

"No, no, you can't do it. It's not my intention to make it!"    

Fu Nuan looked at the N + 1 attempt that was about to come out of the pot as if she was facing a great enemy. It would definitely work this time.    

Fortunately, even the heavens helped her. Finally, the taste was not bad this time and she could pass.    

She placed breakfast on the plate. She did not even take off her apron before happily carrying the plate out.    

Rong Yu had just walked to the dining hall, and when he saw the smiling little woman there, he raised his eyebrows slightly.    

Fu Nuan lifted her eyes to look at him and smiled. She walked to his side and tiptoed and lightly kissed the man's face.    

"Husband, good morning ~ Breakfast is ready. "    

The man slightly narrowed his eyes. He did not know what this little woman wanted to do.    

If she did not have anything to do to please him, then she was either a traitor or a thief.    

He looked at the sandwich on the plate and asked in a low voice, "Did you make it?"    

Fu Nuan nodded, "Yes. I only know how to make this. . . Don't dislike it. "    

She seldom cooked, so she only fried an egg for breakfast to make a sandwich. The taste was very ordinary.    

In order to make a delicious breakfast for him, she got up at six o'clock and went to the kitchen to ask the maids for advice on cooking. She tested her hands for an hour before finally making a decent sandwich.    

The woman looked at the other party somewhat anxiously. "You. . . Try it?"    

Under her expectant gaze, Rong Yu picked up a knife and fork and cut a small piece into the mouth. It was very ordinary, but it was not bad either.    

Seeing that his expression did not change much, Fu Nuan's heart was somewhat perturbed. She tentatively asked, "How is it?"    

There was no response.    

"Is it not delicious?"    

She gradually lowered her head and spoke in an obscure manner: "If it's not delicious, then don't eat it. I'll ask the maid to make it for you again. "    

"It's alright. "    

"You don't have to comfort me. . . "    

Seeing her dejected look, the man could not help but laugh. Actually, the taste was not bad. He originally wanted to tease her, but he did not expect her to take it seriously.    

The man gently patted her head with his warm palm, "Continue next time. "    

"Eh?"    

Fu Nuan looked at him blankly and did not understand what he meant for a moment.    

Rong Yu bent down and kissed her on the lips.    

"The taste is not bad. "    

The woman's face heated up. Was he talking about her food or her people? What. . .    

. . .    

After Rong Yu went to the company, Fu Nuan flipped open the small notebook and finished breakfast. According to yesterday's battle plan, the next step should be. . .    

Send President Rong a bouquet of fresh flowers!