weekend.

Zhou Yanchen answered a call and hurried out.

Mo Xiran came back from a walk outside with Mrs. Zhou and went to the kitchen.

When she leaned in, she smiled and shouted: "Aunt Gui!"

Aunt Gui turned her head and saw that it was her, and waved to her kindly, "Come here quickly."

Mo Xiran walked in and looked at the chopping board, "Aunt Gui, what are you doing?"

"Make some soup to nourish the old lady."

"Oh." Nodded, her eyes rolled and she held Aunt Gui's arm, "Aunt Gui, teach me how to cook."

"Hmm?" Aunt Gui was stunned and looked at her, "Why did you suddenly want to learn how to cook?"

"That, that..."

In fact, she can cook, but she can’t handle the simple and complicated dishes.

"Do you want to make it for Achen?" Aunt Gui asked with a smile as if she knew her thoughts.

Mo Xiran nodded quickly and deliberately showed a shy smile: "Aunt Gui, teach me how to make spicy chicken."

She remembered that Zhou Yanchen hated spicy food the most.

When Aunt Gui heard this, she frowned and said softly: "You forgot that Achen doesn't like spicy food."

“…”

"I will teach you how to make sweet and sour pork ribs. Achen likes this dish the most."

"Ah? No, Aunt Gui, I..."

Without a chance to go back on his word, Aunt Gui pulled Mo Xiran to the refrigerator to choose ribs and began to teach her seriously.

Aunt Gui is so enthusiastic, Mo Xiran is really embarrassed to refuse.

I originally wanted to learn it perfunctorily, but I didn't expect that as I learned, she became serious.

Aunt Gui looked at her serious appearance and loved her, so she couldn't help but say to her: "Xixi, if Achen eats the dishes you cooked by yourself and still cooked so carefully, she will definitely be very happy."

"Yeah?"

While busy pouring the juice on the ribs, Mo Xiran responded casually.

"That's natural." Aunt Gui said, handing her the plate, "You can put it on."

"good."

After taking the plate, she carefully placed the first sweet and sour pork ribs in her life.

Although the appearance is poor, the taste should not be bad.

"Aunt Gui, do you think I'm doing well?"

"Okay." Aunt Gui nodded.

At this moment, a sound came from the gate.

Aunt Gui pushed Mo Xiran, "It should be Achen who is back."

Mo Xiran smiled cramply and had to walk out of the kitchen.

After walking a few steps towards the door, she suddenly stopped and looked ahead in surprise.

It was indeed Zhou Yanchen who came back, but there was another person with him.

The man was gently and carefully held in Zhou Yanchen's arms, and his pale face showed a weak smile when he saw her.

Jiang Xiaohan...

Why is she here?

On the morning of the weekend, Mo Xiran, who had not accompanied Mrs. Zhou for two days, got up early in the morning.

The alarm ring of the phone rang, and she suddenly opened her eyes, subconsciously blocking her face.

The ringtone continued, but the pillow did not fly over.

Turning off the alarm, she sat up, raked her hair and looked at the big bed.

I thought it was because I didn't wake up Zhou Yanchen, but at this time he turned over irritably and breathed unhappy from his nose.

woke up?

Wrinkled his nose, Mo Xiran lifted the quilt and put on slippers.

It's so strange. Since he was awakened, why didn't he throw his pillow at her like before?

After breakfast, Mo Xiran accompanied Mrs. Zhou for a walk.

Zhou Yanchen entered the study and he had an important video conference to hold this morning.

At 9 o'clock, sitting at his desk, he turned on his laptop and entered the video conference.

The meeting was in progress, and suddenly, the phone I kept at hand vibrated.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him and frowned suddenly.

Tang Qian's phone number.

If she had nothing to do, she would basically not contact herself.

"Mr. Qin, sorry, I have a very important phone call to answer."

"OK."

The meeting was temporarily interrupted, Zhou Yanchen picked up his cell phone and walked to the window to pick it up.

"You'd better have something important."

As soon as he picked it up, Zhou Yanchen said coldly.

"I'm in a meeting. If I mess up the investment case of tens of millions, I'll ask your Gu Ziqi to pay me all the compensation!"

On the other side of the phone, it was silent for a long time.

Zhou Yanchen shook his sword eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter? Say it!"

Tang Qian sighed and said softly: "Yanchen, I don't think I should have called you, but this matter..."

"When did you become so verbose?" Zhou Yanchen pulled the tie between his neck and sneered, "Sure enough, it turned into a mother of two children, and he started to whine."

Tang Qian was not in the mood to fight back against Zhou Yanchen's poisonous tongue, and clenched her phone tightly. She said, "Listen, don't worry. Xiaohan has a miscarriage and the person is gone. I think she has gone back to Ancheng."

“…”

It took a long time, Zhou Yanchen didn't say anything.

Tang Qian couldn't figure it out.

"Yan Chen, you?"

"What other miscarriage did you say just now? Is it missing?"

"Yes." Gritting her teeth, Tang Qian continued: "Xuancheng found out that she bought a plane ticket to Ancheng, you..."

“Dududu…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Yanchen had already hung up his phone.

Tang Qian took the phone out of her ear and looked back at the man walking up.

"Zi Qi."

Gu Ziqi reached out to her and kissed her on the cheek, "Tell Zhou Yanchen?"

"Yeah." Tang Qian leaned back in his arms, "I think it's a bit bad. After all, Yan Chen is already married, but I'm really worried about Xiaohan's side."

"Okay, don't think about it." Gu Ziqi touched Tang Qian's hair, "I always have to experience what I should experience."

Standing silently by the window, Zhou Yanchen quickly searched in his head where Jiang Xiaohan might go.

If she returned to Ancheng, she would definitely not come to the Zhou family, then she could only...

Thinking of that possibility, Zhou Yanchen's heart suddenly felt aching.

Turning back to his desk, he restarted the video conference.

"Mr. Zhou, can we continue?"

"Sorry, Mr. Qin, I have urgent matters now and have to go out immediately, so..."

"Mr. Zhou." The other party was very unhappy, "I hope Mr. Zhou can respect our cooperation, and I also hope Mr. Zhou understands that our choice is not only Zhou, but also companies in Japan and South Korea are actively contacting us."

Having said that, if you don’t continue the meeting, there should be no hope for cooperation.

With a cold smile, Zhou Yanchen said indifferently: "Mr. Qin, I am confident that Zhou is the most suitable partner for your company. But if Mr. Qin cannot wait and choose another company, I have no choice. I wish you a happy, goodbye."

After the words came, he hung up the video conference without hesitation.

He ran to the bedroom, took his coat, and hurried out.
To be continued...