Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

Gu Nian was pulled by him and almost ran into his arms.

She looked up at Chu Zhaoyang in surprise, and heard him say calmly, "I'll see you off."

"No need, you haven't eaten yet—" Gu Nian's voice was completely lost in Chu Zhaoyang's gaze.

Facing his imposing glance, she silently silenced. She was held by Chu Zhaoyang's wrist and walked forward.

Her eyes fell on her wrist, and she saw the white and golden long fingers in the sun, which were extraordinarily beautiful.

Badump! Badump! Badump!

Her heartbeat seemed out of control.

At this time, she heard Yan Chuwei shouting behind her: "Zhaoyang, Nian Nian!"

Gu Nian wanted to look back, when she heard Chu Zhaoyang's cold voice: "Don't pay attention to her!"

It was going well at noon, but Yan Chuwei insisted on stepping in, and kept saying something about Yan Lui!

Chu Zhaoyang was very angry right now!

He wonder if Gu Nian still liked him now? If Yan Lui liked to die, he should just die anywhere he liked.

Yan Chuwei gritted her teeth and was about to catch up with them.

When she saw that she was about to catch up, Chu Zhaoyang had already got into the car with Gu Nian, started the car quickly, and drove away.

Yan Chuwei stomped her feet on the spot twice, staring fiercely at the rear of the car with a sullen expression on her face.

On the way, Chu Zhaoyang received a call from his assistant, and she didn't get to listen to what Chu Zhaoyang said the whole time. He only hummed occasionally, and didn't hear him say until the end: "I'll go back."

It seemed that there was something urgent.

"If you are in a hurry, just put me down in front." Gu Nian pointed out the window and said.

"There's still time." Chu Zhaoyang said, looking at the time, "I wanted to have a meal with you, but it's impossible now."

Therefore, Chu Zhaoyang sent Gu Nian back to the police station and left.

Gu Nian stayed in the office, and the other colleagues had already finished their meal and came back to rest. Gu Nian felt very hungry, so she got up and rubbed her stomach and walked out, planning to eat something at a small restaurant nearby.

As soon as she walked to the gate of the police station, she saw a takeaway boy wearing a helmet, came in with a takeaway, and asked, "Excuse me, who is Gu Nian?"

"I am." Gu Nian's answered strangely.

"Hello, this is a takeaway for you." The takeaway boy handed out the takeaway to her.

Gu Nian didn't answer, and asked suspiciously, "I didn't order takeaway."

The boy pointed to the takeaway list nailed to the bag: "Mr. Chu ordered it."

Gu Nian immediately thought of Chu Zhaoyang, took the takeaway, and took it out to see that it was a set meal of Japanese ingredients, a black box with cherry blossoms printed on it, and various meat and vegetable combinations were neatly arranged in small compartments. Tempura rice bowl, served with red ginger in other small grids, tamagoyaki, chikuwa, and braised daikon radish that was so tender that it melts in the mouth.

There were also two small bowls, one was filled with almond tofu, and the other was concentrated miso soup that just need to brew it with boiling water.

Gu Nian did not know where Chu Zhaoyang ordered such an exquisite takeaway, it was pleasing to the eye.

"Wow, Gu Nian, who is that Mr. Chu? Have you gotten yourself a boyfriend?" He Yishan stopped playing with her phone, and leaned over to ask with a gossiping face.

"No, we're just ordinary friends." Gu Nian whispered, but for some reason she felt a little guilty.

"Don't joke, will ordinary friends ordered you such an expensive takeaway?" He Yishan shook her head in shock, "No matter what the relationship is, this Mr. Chu is a rich man!"

"It's more expensive than ordinary takeaways, but it's not that exaggerated. Don't ordinary Japanese grocery stores have them? One hundred and eighty yuan?" Gu Nian estimated.

If they were ordinary people, it might be too expensive to eat a takeaway of a hundred yuan as a work meal, but to Chu Zhaoyang, it should be ordinary, and he certainly didn't care about the price.

"You don't know how to cherish it." He Yishan shook her head and sighed, and only showed her that there was a small sign in the lower right corner of the takeaway box.

Dynasty.