Chapter 851: I'll Make Breakfast for You Every Day

followed as well. When they stood atop this high tower, overlooking this expanse of verdant and vibrant primordial continent, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The natural scenery, the raw...Fang Mei was very honored to travel to Egypt with the couple Jun Zhi牧 and Qiao Baoer.

She had originally agreed not to go, but for some unknown reason, the car did not stop halfway, but kept driving towards the airport. It seemed that Jun Zhimu and Qiao Bao'er had quarreled, and the atmosphere in the car was a bit tense.

This business trip will take 8 days.

"Did you have an argument with Junzhi Mu" Fang Mei asked with concern.

It was obvious throughout the 8-day trip that Qiao Baoer wore a dark expression, and Jun Zhimu's attitude was very domineering, with no intention of coaxing her at all.

"I'm sorry, Fang Mei."

Jo Bao'er stepped forward and gave her a big hug, not really saying anything about the feeling of shame in her heart. "I'll introduce you to some good men."

I don't know what she was talking about, Fang Mei just smiled.

After spending some time together, I finally understand that Junzhi is very good to Qiao Baier and pampers her a lot. Qiao Baier is becoming more and more childish.

Two strangers falling in love and making each other more childish, that's true happiness.

Fang Mei really hopes to meet the right person, but it's too difficult.

"When I was so embarrassed after returning to China, you took the initiative to help me. You also showed me many things that I would never have had the chance to see in my life... Now I should move out."

Fang Mei smiled and suggested moving out to rent a place, after all, she couldn't stay at Jun's house forever.

"Where do you want to live, and I'll help you find a house."

Joe Baoer picked up her phone, ready to enslave Lu Qinan.

“I’ve already found it, and several female colleagues of mine also live there, so it’s convenient and safe.”

Remembering that she always got into trouble with him, Qiao Ba'er didn't insist. This time, he drove her there himself to see the living environment there smoothly.

"The apartment has one room and one living room. Although it's not as spacious as your bathroom, the decoration is quite delicate and warm."

Fang Mei is very satisfied with the living environment here. She made it through the hardships and tiredness in France back then, and now she has what she has, which is pretty good.

qiao Bao'er watched her without speaking, behaving herself like a proper guest. She watched Fang Mei bustle about cleaning and preparing the meal, even helping out by cooking three dishes and a soup. The two of them had a meal together as a celebration for her moving into the new house.

"Can I come usually" Qiao Bao'er suddenly said.

"Sure, here's a key for you." Fang Mei trusted her completely.

Qiao Bao'er returned to the Jun family and kept arguing with Jun Zhimu about buying a small apartment, a miniature one. "Such a tiny house feels very secure," she said. "After working hard outside all day, coming home to a cozy little house, cooking and eating by myself, it would be so warm and comfortable..."

"Such a tiny kitchen, wouldn't it get fried to a crisp" Junzhi Mu said as soon as she opened her mouth.

Qiao Bao'er grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

After getting married, Qiao Bao'er felt more and more like she was becoming useless.

Thus, out of boredom, she went to Fangmei's small apartment, where she had recently discovered something strange.

Every morning, a breakfast would be placed at Fang Mei's apartment door, "for five days in a row now." Basically, all five breakfasts went into Qiao Baier's stomach.

"It tastes better than your family's cook."

Qiao Bao'er ate Guangdong shrimp dumplings today, each one with a plump fresh shrimp inside. The juice was sweet and flavorful. She grabbed a shrimp dumpling and stuffed it into Fang Mei's mouth.

"Isn't there a kind and virtuous woman in our company who wants to pursue you" He mumbled as he ate.

Fāngméi at first strongly opposed Jiāobaǒ'er eating these random, home-cooked meals, always worried that Miss Jiāo might get sick if she ate them, and she couldn't afford to be responsible.

Qiao Bao'er claimed that she had been neglected by the Jun family recently, her twins had been snatched away by the elders, and she painted a picture of utter despair. She even said she had fallen ill, ready to play the victim card.

"Fang Mei, I'm so envious of you. Your pursuer is so awesome. Why doesn't anyone pursue me like this"

Jo Bao'er unceremoniously devoured a box of shrimp dumplings and even insisted on installing a surveillance camera in the corridor.

"No." Fang Mei's face broke into a wry smile.

"Do you know who it is It's Bai Hao from the company's engineering department, right"

Fang Mei smiled and didn't speak. She took a bite and knew instantly, these were made by Henry.

On Saturday morning, Fang Mei was guarding inside the door, hearing the sneaky footsteps outside the corridor, she couldn't help but smile, and then quickly opened the door.

Henry, just about to hang the breakfast box on her doorknob, stood there like a child caught in the act, stiff as a board and staring at her blankly. He seemed to want to say something but didn't know how to begin.

"Henry, you don't have to do that anymore," Fang Mei said in a flat tone, a faint smile on her face.

Henry saw her such an ordinary attitude, just as polite and courteous to strangers, for a moment his mood was very complicated, but at least she wasn't angry with him now.

"You, you don't like it" he asked hesitantly.

He has been secretly delighted every time he sees her breakfast box with the delicate light emanating from it.

Fang Mei sighed, "Everything before that was eaten by Qiao Bao'er."

Henry pursed his lips and lowered his gaze slightly, unable to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

"Henry, you're so brilliant. You shouldn't waste your time here with me. You have so much more to do, like your work..."

Before she could finish her earnest advice, Henry, like a sulky child, quickly and insistently said, "Fang Mei, I'm grown up. I know what I should do."

After he said that, he actually shoved the breakfast box into her hand and ran away without looking back, as if he was afraid of hearing her say no. He ran really fast.

Fang Mei stood dumbfounded at her front door.

After that, every day Henry would painstakingly deliver breakfast, which he started making at dawn. He'd leave it precisely at 7 am on her doorstep, never repeating the same thing.

Qiao Bao'er became a professional food moocher and, by the way, she despised all of Jun's chefs, making them all very worried.

Jo Bao'er, I was officially promoted today.

A few days ago, Fang Mei excitedly edited a message and sent it out on her phone.

Two days later, Qiao Bao'er replied, saying she had gone to Hawaii with Jun Zhimu. She said she couldn't get used to the local food and Jun Zhimu took care of her for two days.

Fang Mei immediately expressed concern and told her to take good care of herself.

I also suddenly realized that I might have bothered Qiao Baier, after all, she has a husband and children, while her own life's trivialities, sometimes she finds no one to share with.

Henry brought breakfast again, Fang Mei couldn't bear to throw it away. He put so much effort into making it, how could she possibly do that.

Until yesterday, Joe Baoer, who had just returned from Hawaii, went to Fang Mei's small apartment early in the morning.

At 7:00 AM, I ran into Henry skulking around the door.

Qiao Bao'er swore she really wasn't intentional. At the time, she thought it was a thief, so she picked up a piece of discarded tubing and ran over aggressively, shouting, "If you want to pry open the door and steal things, you're looking for death!"

Jo Bao'er’s grip hadn’t loosened, and Henry was startled by her. The crystal bowl in his hand shattered on the floor.

"Henry"

Qiao Bao'er looked clearly at the person in front of her, immediately closed her hand, and was very surprised to look at him, then looked down at the scattered mutton ramen on the ground.

Hearing the sound, Fang Mei pushed the door open and came out.

Jo Bao'er exclaimed with a complicated expression, "Hey, you, don't pick it up!"

When Henry looked again, blood flowed from his right finger. He knelt on the ground, intensely focused, picking up every shard of the broken crystal bowl by the door. The sharp fragments sliced into his finger, but it seemed he felt no pain.

"Henry!" Fang Mei shouted at him.

He was stubborn, picking up all the pieces after they broke. He tried to put them back together, but what was broken was broken. Even if he pieced it back together, it would scatter again the next second.

Henry got up and, without saying a word to them, walked away quickly.

Jo Baoer watched him disappear at the end of the corridor, her expression full of shame. While Fang Mei's gaze remained fixed on his bleeding finger, a trail of his blood still lingered by the door.s away. She held her breath and moved her body carefully, trying not to make a sound, slowly moving away.As for Qiao Bao'er's movements, this white tiger seemed not to have seen them. Relying only on...