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    In the dimly lit kitchen, Feng Shizhen was busy in front of the stove.  The old blue apron hugged her slender waist, making her figure even more slim.  A section of snow-white skin was exposed on the back of the neck, which made people want to lift up their hair and kiss her gently.

    "Remember you like spicy food?" Feng Shizhen put the pot of water on the stove and turned to ask.

    Rong Jia¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple slid and he looked away: ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter if it¡¯s spicy or not, as long as it¡¯s your noodles, it¡¯s definitely delicious.¡±

    Feng Shizhen couldn't help but squint at him: "I've been away for three days, how did you learn to be so glib?"

    "I wasn't sensible before." Rong Jiashang leaned against the door with a lazy expression. "At that time, I had a violent temper in my heart. I didn't like anyone, and my whole body was covered with thorns. It's Mr. who has good self-control, who doesn't care about me, and who is patient.  Teach me. After you left, I looked back and realized that I was really annoying."

    Feng Shizhen said with a happy smile: "It seems that I should resign as soon as possible, so that you can wake up early."

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s eyes followed Feng Shizhen¡¯s busy figure in the kitchen without taking his eyes off him.

    Feng Shizhen put the seasoning in the bowl, patted the garlic, broke off a green onion, washed it, chopped it carefully, and beat an egg into the oil pan.

    The woman¡¯s pretty side face was flushed beautifully by the steam rising from the pot.  When she does things seriously, her mouth will be pursed unconsciously, making her look childish.

    "Sir," Rong Jiashang said softly, "come back."

    Feng Shizhen paused his hand, threw a handful of noodles into the pot, and stirred it with chopsticks.

    ¡°Didn¡¯t Madam hire another teacher for you?¡±

    "I invited you." Rong Jiashang said, "I don't like her, and Fang Lin and the others don't like her either. We all hope you can come back."

    Feng Shizhen said: "Boss Rong also thinks it would be good for me to resign."

    "Father agrees to my invitation to come back."

    Feng Shizhen was a little surprised.

    Rong Jiashang said: "I showed him the test paper."

    Feng Shizhen added some cold water to the pot to suppress the boiling foam.

    "But since you have no problem going to college at your level, you don't need me anymore. As for teaching the two ladies, the new gentleman should be enough."

    Rong Jia was speechless for a long time, then said, "Do you still mind what happened that day?"

    Feng Shizhen still shook his head: "I have no need to go back. Besides, I have already found a new job."

    "The salary in your job is not high." Rong Jiashang said disdainfully, "When you go back, I will give you a monthly salary increase of ten yuan."

    "Money is not an issue." Feng Shizhen said without raising his head, "I don't want to be gossiped about when I go back."

    "Then you still mind that matter." Rong Jiashang looked at her disappointedly, "It's all my fault."

    Feng Shizhen took out the noodles, sprinkled with green onions, and put in a fried poached egg.

    "Don't think about those things, just eat first."

    Rong Jiashang was wearing an expensive handmade suit, sitting in the cramped and dark kitchen of the Feng family, eating noodles.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s craftsmanship is actually average.  However, Rong Jiashang ate with gusto and drank the soup thoroughly.

    Feng Shizhen asked: "Is it enough?"

    "That's enough!" Rong Jiashang burped and smiled with satisfaction.

    Feng Shizhen smiled and got up to wash the dishes.

    "Let me come, sir." Rong Jiashang came over, rolled up his sleeves, and snatched the bowl from her hand.

    The smooth fingers rubbed against the palm, and the heart skipped a beat.  Feng Shizhen withdrew his hand and watched with fear.

    Fortunately, Young Master Rong is not an ordinary rich man. Those years of military school life have trained him.  He did housework very neatly and skillfully, which made Feng Shizhen relieved.

    "I'm serious, sir." Rong Jiashang lowered his head, his profile clear and handsome, "After you left, the more I thought about it, the more regretful I became. I always thought about what I could make up for, or that I could turn back time and start over.  Yes. I really want to win you back."

    The fish pecked at the bait on the hook tentatively and swam away after touching it lightly. But after a while, it couldn't help but swim back and circle around the bait.

    Feng Shizhen¡¯s heart also rose and fell with the float.  Every word the young man said was like raindrops falling on the heart drum, making a soft muffled sound.

    "Jia Shang, I am no longer your husband"

    Rong Jia turned his head, his eyes shining in the warm light of the kitchen, "Once a teacher, always a father, at least you can be considered an eldest sister. This is what you said to me personally. Have you forgotten, sir?"

    "IA concubine?  "

    Zhao Huaan frowned and glanced at Rong Jia.

    "Is that a telegram sent?" Rong Jiashang asked.

    The man nodded.

    Zhao Huaan whispered to Rong Jiashang: "Your father's small study is not open to just anyone. Not even your wife can go in. As for the Sun family, I don't know much about it."

    "She did go to the big study every day before she left." Rong Jiashang said, "I will go back and find out what happened in the mansion. I will leave these people to Uncle Zhao. However, Uncle Zhao"

    Zhao Huaan turned his head and listened.

    Rong Jiashang suddenly showed a gentle smile, full of compassion and compassion, and said: "After all, they are all brothers who have worked hard and sacrificed their lives for our family. The torture is excessive. In case of innocence, it will hurt the feelings. Let's try another method.  Let¡¯s interrogate this matter, and the most important thing is to attack the heart.¡±

    Zhao Huaan was stunned.

    Rong Jiashang said no more, patted Zhao Huaan on the shoulder and walked towards the door.

    Zhao Huaan looked at the back of Rong Jiashang, who was almost exactly the same as his father when he was young, and frowned, thoughtfully.

    Feng Shizhen came home from get off work the next day. When he walked to the door of his house, he saw the door was ajar, and there was laughter inside. He even heard the voice of Mr. Feng, who rarely left the room.  She walked into the house in surprise and saw Rong Jia Shang with his sweater sleeves rolled up and his face stained with flour, kneading dough with Mrs. Feng.

    "Sir, you are back!" Rong Jia went up to Feng Shizhen and showed a bright and dazzling smile, like the sunshine after the rain, dispelling the gloom in the sky.

    Feng Shizhen was speechless for a while.  Why is this kid here again?

    Mrs. Feng said happily: "Zhen'er, Master Rong has sent a big basket of crabs!"

    "Auntie, you just told me to call me Jiashang." Rongjiashang said.

    In the basket at the door of the kitchen, a dozen hairy crabs as big as a bowl were tied tightly with hemp rope and were spitting bubbles.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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