"Well, just a word of sorry?"

Fu Shaobei not only did not feel happy, but seemed more angry.

"What are you going to do with Miss Shen, young master?"

"Who said I was going to deal with her?" Fu Shaobei glared at him.

Peng Junkai knew that he flattered the horse's hoof.

He bowed his head, but he did not dare to make any mistakes.

"Young master, if there is no other order, I will go down first." He was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Fu Shaobei stopped him.

"I received a strange email in my mailbox. Go and find out for me what's going on, what's the content and who sent it. Put the results on my desk tomorrow morning."

What?

Peng Junkai was shocked. His face turned red to the root of his ears. He felt that he was caught on the spot.

"Do you hear me?" Fu Shaobei took a look at him.

"Listen, hear."

Peng Junkai quickly agreed. Seeing Fu Shaobei no longer spoke, he withdrew.

Out of the door, he found that he was nervous and sweating all over his body, even his back shirt was wet.

The young master doesn't know that the email was sent by himself, does he?

Did you mean to test yourself?

No, the young master never tries!

If he knew the truth, he would only swear!

Peng Junkai felt a pain in his toe.

He had the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting himself in the foot.

Damn, did you have any brain damage? How can I think of such a bad idea to send a small film to the young master!

It's over. What should I do with this job?

Do you want to confess?

He has no face!

*

the next morning, although Shen Ning didn't sleep well, she got up early and appeared on the breakfast table as usual.

She knows that Shen Qingshan likes to have a family show up when they have dinner. That's how it used to be.

Their family of three always have breakfast together.

Mother will make a delicious breakfast, every day change the pattern does not repeat, but every meal will have a bowl of glutinous rice porridge in front of his father.

Father likes porridge.

Millet porridge.

Mother will add a little alkali in the millet porridge, so the millet porridge will be more fragrant and thicker, and my father likes it very much.

But after her mother died, Chen Mingli entered the door and never cooked millet porridge again.

Because she didn't like the country food.

She also changed the pattern of porridge, what preserved eggs and lean meat porridge, tremella lotus seed porridge, raw fish porridge, a variety of patterns.

Shen Qingshan also likes her porridge.

But he always missed the bowl of millet porridge with alkali. The fragrance was lingering in his memory and often in his dream.

It's just that he doesn't want to tell Chen Mingli.

Shen Ning didn't sleep well. She was in a bad mental state. Her eyes were black and her face was dark. She looked like an eggplant hit by frost.

This let Aunt Liu also care about her a few words, to her a bowl of blood tonic wolfberry red dates black chicken soup.

She was surprised.

Aunt Liu is Chen Mingli's person, but intentionally or unintentionally, she takes extra care of herself. She also gives her own small reports from time to time, revealing the conversation or whereabouts of Chen Mingli's mother and daughter.

However, she did not think deeply. She sat down and drank the chicken soup quietly.

On the breakfast table, the family is rare all arrived.

Even usually like to sleep lazily, Shen Ruyun and Shen ruotong also appear together.

It's just that both of them obviously didn't wake up, yawning one after another.

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