Master's Million Blind Wife

0Yem Qiaoyu took it in his hand and looked at the logo on the box. "It's an online store. You've been queuing for a long time, haven't you?"     3

    

"Yes. I helped the shop owner queue up and bought a box for you at the same time." Huo Feng started the car. "The same goes for blueberries. The boss bought them to coax his wife. I bought some for you."    

    

Yem Qiaoyu repeated in a slightly raised tone, "The shop owner bought them to coax his wife. You bought them to send me off?"    

    

"Yes." Huo Feng did not feel that there was any problem with this. He drove the car forward.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu's eyes swept across his calm face. He smiled slightly and opened the box of candied fruits. He took out a skewer and began to eat.    

    

No one was working overtime today. Yuan Yuan, this heartless person, also didn't remember to order takeout. Yem Qiaoyu was currently hungry.    

    

Seeing that he seemed to be wolfing down his food, Huo Feng's fingertips knocked on the steering wheel. "Hungry? Inviting you to dinner?"    

    

"Sure." Yem Qiaoyu raised his wrist to look at his watch." There's a noodle house near my house that has good beef noodles. Let's go and eat noodles. "    

    

"Sure." Huo Feng agreed. He stepped on the accelerator and drove the car forward quickly. He only focused on driving and still did not have the intention of asking for the specific address.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu slightly raised his eyebrows and focused on eating.    

    

The car turned into the street in front of Yem Qiaoyu's house. Huo Feng looked around and asked, "Is it on the left or on the right?"    

    

"On the right." Yem Qiaoyu looked up and asked, "Do you see it? It's the sign with the light on."    

    

Huo Feng agreed and drove quickly to the destination. Finally, the car stopped in front of the noodle house.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu looked at Huo Feng with a smile. "How do you know my house lives here?"    

    

Huo Feng was stunned for a moment. When he realized that he did not ask for the address, embarrassment flashed across his face. He smiled and said, "I've read your information. The name of your neighborhood is quite interesting, so I remembered it."    

    

Yem Qiaoyu unbuckled his seatbelt and did not intend to dig deeper. "So that's how it is."    

    

"Yes, that's right." Huo Feng explained again, "Moonfall Mei City. This name is poetic. I would not forget it if I wanted to take a look at it."    

    

He was afraid that Yem Qiaoyu would think that he was a pervert and secretly remember his home address.    

    

Although he did secretly remember it.    

    

Fortunately, Yem Qiaoyu did not think too much about it.    

    

When the two of them entered the noodle house, the female boss came out to welcome them. "Little Yan is here. Why did you get off work so late today?"    

    

"Yeah." Yem Qiaoyu found a seat by the window and sat down. "Two servings of beef noodles and one serving of potato strips and an old chef cabbage."    

    

Huo Feng looked at him suspiciously and stopped the lady boss. "Give me a meat dish."    

    

"Green pepper stir-fried meat?"    

    

"Sure."    

    

"Okay."    

    

After the lady boss left, Yem Qiaoyu poured tea and asked with a smile, "Do you like meat?"    

    

"Not me." Huo Feng looked at him seriously. "You worked overtime until now because you overused your brain. No matter what, you have to eat some meat to replenish your nutrition."    

    

Yem Qiaoyu was stunned for a moment. There was a deep look in his eyes. There was a smile on his lips. His voice was low and pleasant. "You care about me so much?"    

    

Huo Feng straightened his neck. "I am the driver after all. It is an important position to share the boss's worries. Of course, I have to do my duty well."    

    

Yem Qiaoyu's deep eyes landed on his face. He glanced at him lightly. " Oh, I see. I thought you were concerned about me."    

    

He raised a cup of tea, his slender fingers pinching the cup as he calmly sipped on it.    

    

However, with such a casual action, he had an inexplicable charm to his actions.    

    

In an instant, Huo Feng's gaze was hooked.    

    

His gaze fell on his clearly defined fingers, and his heart was in a mess for a moment.    

    

His face was a little hot. He took off his coat and revealed a black suit that was ironed neatly. Judging from the material, it seemed to be of high quality, and it must have been worth a lot.    

    

Yem Qiaoyu had a certain understanding of the profession of a driver. It could be considered the front door of the company, so the way he dressed was naturally not bad.    

    

Putting down the cup, he casually asked, "Are you planning to be a driver all the time?"