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  Mu Tianyang looked at Cai with furrowed eyebrows.

  She said timidly: "Sorry, there's no good food at home, and I'm not good at cooking..."

  "It's nothing." Mu Tianyang smiled and sat down at the dinner table.

  What she does is better than anything else. From now on, come early in the morning and stay until 8 pm to have lunch and dinner for free. Now that I'm not freeloading, when can I be late for her handmade meals?

  Yan Qing let out a sigh of relief and added more rice for him.

  Mu Tianyang looked at the three dishes on the table: the cold mixed cucumber that couldn't be considered a dish, the scorching hot braised eggplant, and his most hated tiger-skin green pepper - he hated green peppers, no matter how they were cooked! After some deliberation, he first went for the cold mixed cucumber.

  It's so spicy! He gritted his teeth and swallowed it, exchanging it for braised eggplant.

  Hmm... too salty! He took a glance at Wan Qing, didn't want to disappoint her, and continued swallowing. Indeed... the cooking skills were not good.

  Wanqing sat across from him with her head down, first eating a piece of tiger-skin green pepper, then braised eggplant, and cold-dressed cucumber... without wrinkling her brow, slowly picking at her rice.

  Does she have no sense of taste? Mu Tianyang touched his throat: "Pour me a glass of water."

  "Oh." Wanqing looked at him with a puzzled expression and walked towards the kitchen.

  Mu Tianyang took the water and gulped down half a cup, continuing to eat. Although the taste was not good, after all, she had made it, so he still ate with great relish.

  After eating a few mouthfuls, he called out to Wanqing again: "Pour water."

  He hadn't finished his bowl of rice yet, but he asked for three cups of water. Wanqing looked at him worriedly: "You... are you okay?"

  "It's nothing." He pulled out a tissue from beside him and wiped the sweat. This old lady needs to practice her cooking skills, otherwise her husband and son will starve to death!

  Mu Tianyang quickly finished the third cup of water, raised his head to ask Wanqing to pour more, and saw her lowering her head to eat rice, with her head almost buried in the bowl. Suddenly, he stood up and pulled this woman up, seeing that she couldn't help but smile.

  Wan Qing jumped in fright, her face changed, and she slapped his hand: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

  "Ding Wanqing!" Mu Tianyang suddenly shouted, "You woman! You did it on purpose!"

  "Me me me...... I don't know what you're saying!" Wanqing struggled free and ran.

  Mu Tianyang rushed up with big strides. She hid in the bedroom, but was a step too slow and didn't lock the door, so she could only retreat to the other side of the bed, where he pounced on her like an eagle swooping down on a chick.

  "Come over!"

  "You... you're sick!"

  "Still pretending?" He walked over directly, Wan Qing had no way to retreat, and climbed onto the bed, wanting to flip out from there. He pressed down on her with one hand, raised his other hand and slapped her buttocks.

  Bang bang bang! After being hit three or four times, Wan Qing cried out in pain.

  "It hurts so much..."

  "Say! Is it intentional to make it so spicy and salty?"

  "I don't have..."

  With a loud crack, Mu Tianyang slapped him again: "How dare you quibble!"

  "Waaah... I was wrong..." Wanqing lifted her head, her tearful eyes staring at him, "Stop hitting me, it hurts..."

  Mu Tianyang saw her cry, and his heart softened a bit. But thinking of the table of hard-to-swallow dishes, he suddenly had an icy face again. He pushed her away: "You hate me so much? Then why not just poison me directly!"

  Wan Qing stood up, covering her sore buttocks: "I... I was just joking... who, who told you to always be like that to me."

  "What have I done to you?!" Mu Tianyang bellowed. Wasn't he good enough to her? He neglected the company and came to pester her every day, yet wasn't good enough for her?!

  "Keep your voice down!" Wanqing rushed over and covered his mouth. "The neighbors will hear."

  Mu Tianyang stared at her, staring until she was afraid and withdrew her hand. Half a day later, he asked: "How's the taste of the green pepper?"

  "It's pretty good."

  "Do you know I don't like eating green peppers?"

  "Hmm..." Wan Qing lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

  His face was gloomy and gloomy... Slowly, a hint of joy appeared. Hmm, still knows a bit about his preferences... Worth it!

  "Never mind!" He stood up, "Let's go eat."

  After going out, he brought the green pepper in front of himself and gave all the cucumbers and eggplants to Wanqing.

  "Didn't you dislike eating green peppers?"

  "Starting from today, I'm going to love eating! You can just deal with the cucumber and eggplant!"

  She gazed at him with a pitiful expression, and he generously said: "Allow me to pour you a cup of water!"

  As soon as she heard the news, she put down her chopsticks and ran to the kitchen. A moment later, she brought a bowl of water, but instead of drinking it, she used it to rinse the dishes while eating.

  Mu Tianyang looked at him, first with a face of impending doom, then pushed the green pepper over: "Forget it, looking at your pitiful... I forgive you."

  She was overjoyed and quickly picked up a green pepper, then looked up at him with a smile.

  His heart skipped a beat, and he was stunned. She... she smiled at him? He was overjoyed in his heart, and his eyes were almost wet.

  "Wan, Wan Qing." He hoarsely called out to her.

  "Huh?" Wan Qing raised her head, already a habitual expressionless face, and there was also an instinctive estrangement when facing him.

  "Eat more," he said, his hand trembling as he brushed aside her hair by the side of her face. "Don't do this again in the future."

  "Oh..." Wan Qing's emotions stirred uncomfortably, her full attention shifting to her buttocks. With such a heavy hand, how could she dare...

  Mu Tianyang burst out laughing as soon as he saw him.

  She gave him a dissatisfied look and continued eating her rice.

  Mu Tianyang was about to leave the company when he was blocked by his most capable assistant, Vincent.

  "Anything wrong?" Mu Tianyang raised an eyebrow.

  Wen Sen's face was expressionless: "I heard that the president has been absent from the company recently?" This Mu Tianyang, occasionally listened to his words. So, after receiving requests from all parties, he could only find someone to talk to in person.

  "What's wrong?" Mu Tianyang's face flashed a hint of guilt. Recently, he had indeed accumulated too much work, and although he had brought his laptop to process as much as possible, that woman was just too sweet, and occasionally delaying things was unavoidable. Anyway, it would only be for a few more days, she would be going back to school soon, and everything would return to normal!

  "Are you going out again, President?" Vincent looked at the computer in his hand.

  "What business of mine is yours?" Mu Tianyang narrowed his eyes.

  "Vincent shook his head: 'I just want to tell the president that there are three important meetings this afternoon, one of which is a board meeting.'"

  "Oh... can't you preside over this small meeting?"

  Wen Sen didn't speak, but his inner self was raging: Is this a small meeting? Can that group of directors suppress you without Mu Tianyang? After the outburst, he continued to say calmly: "Cannot."

  Mu Tianyang choked for a moment: "Then think of a way to move it to September!"

  "Why?" Vincent frowned, "The president seems to have been very busy lately."

  "Hmm... getting married is a big deal, it's going to be quite busy."

  "Winston's eyes widened: 'A matter of a lifetime? President, you...'"

  "It's a secret." Mu Tianyang lowered his voice, "The future Mrs. is too hard to pursue, I'm still trying."

  Vincent took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Go, President! I'll tell them the board meeting is next month."

  "Good! Thanks for your hard work!"

  "Come on, President!"

  "Thank you." Mu Tianyang stepped into the elevator with a serious face. Old classmate, sorry...

  It's said that having a dark-hearted baby is possible if Daddy is also dark-hearted~