62: C62 Your Cooking Is Not Bad

C62 Your Cooking Is Not Bad

On this day, Fenng Yan finished his work early and returned home. He originally thought that the house was lively, but he didn't expect there to be no one inside.

He tried to turn on the light, but it wasn't on. Maybe it was a power outage. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and walked around the room. He didn't see anyone. He sat on the sofa and called Ye Han. Before he could make the call, he heard the sound of a key opening the door.

"Where did you go to play?"

Ye Han did not think that there was someone at home and was shocked by his sudden words. After she turned on the light and saw that it was him who spoke, she could not help but complain. "Why didn't you turn on the light? You almost scared me to death. "

Fenng Yan felt helpless. He could only blame his bad luck for suddenly ending the power outage.

Fenng Yan thought for a moment. He felt that there was no need to explain this matter.

Ye Han asked, "Why did you come back so early today? Did you forget to take something? Are you still going out later?"

She asked a series of questions, and Fenng Yan had a feeling that she did not welcome him home.

"Why is Mrs Hua not here?"

She thought he would answer her questions, but he did not answer her. "Mrs Hua's family is in trouble. She took a leave of absence and went back. She should be back in two days. What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"

"No, I just got off work early today and came back early. " Now Fenng Yan would habitually report to Ye Han.

"Go wash up first. You should rest early tonight. It's rare for you to have such free time. "

Fenng Yan wanted to say something but stopped himself. He watched Ye Han run to the balcony to collect her clothes.

When Ye Han returned, Fenng Yan was still sitting on the sofa. Not only that, when she passed by the living room a few times, Fenng Yan did not move at all, as if he was in a trance.

"What happened to you? Did something happen?" Ye Han sat beside him and asked with concern.

Before Fenng Yan could answer, she heard his stomach make a sound.

The air was filled with awkwardness.

Ye Han could not hold it in anymore and laughed out loud. It turned out that he was hungry!

"You haven't eaten yet? I'll go and see what else is in the fridge. Why don't you tell me if you're hungry? "

" I was thinking about something and forgot to say it. " Fenng Yan covered his mouth and coughed. He said in a serious manner.

He was obviously embarrassed.

Ye Han did not expose his lie and happily went to cook for him.

"There are no more ingredients at home. Can I cook a bowl of noodles for you?" Ye Han shouted in the kitchen.

"Anything is fine. Anyway, I am not very hungry. " Fenng Yan stubbornly refused to admit it.

"You can watch TV for a while first. I will cook the noodles soon. "

"Let me tell you something. "

"What is it?" Ye Han did not stop what she was doing and skillfully boiled an egg.

"The wife of Lan family, Lan Caier's mother, organized a banquet for the wealthy. I want to ask if you want to go. "

Ye Han was stunned and pointed at herself, "Is this appropriate?"

There must be a lot of famous people at the banquet, but she was so ordinary.

Fenng Yan looked unhappy and asked her back. "You are Mrs. Fenng. Do you think it is appropriate?"1

Alright, she will go.

Can she say that she will not go? Of course not, because she was Mrs. Fenng!

Ye Han understood this point and did not have those struggles anymore. It was just a banquet, and Fenng Yan was by her side, so there should not be any problems.

"The noodles are ready, come and eat!" She brought a bowl of noodles. There were eggs and a few pieces of vegetable leaves on it.

Ye Han saw Fenng Yan's reaction. After he chewed a few times, she carefully asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It tastes pretty good. I didn't expect your cooking to be so good!"

Ye Han felt a little proud after getting Fenng Yan's recognition. She became bolder and said to him, "Later you wash the dishes. Mrs Hua has returned to her home. "

Then she immediately ran back to the bedroom.

In the living room, under the gentle light, Fenng Yan slowly ate the noodles, but he felt that it was even more delicious than the dishes in a five-star restaurant.

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