Rebirth: Chasing Seniors

Chapter 77 Ye Huo's Road to a Good Wife

Ye Huo rushed home from the airport, but found no one, and couldn't get through the phone, so he had to go to the company to find someone.

"Mr. Ye is back." Zeng Yi was sitting on the sofa in the office. He was Ying Chuanhao's secretary and had been there for seven or eight years: "The general manager is resting in the room, and the doctor just left."

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Huo was impatient, and walked towards the room.

"I have a fever. Since Mr. Ye is back, it's off-duty time, so I'll leave first. The general manager just took the medicine, let him sleep for a while."

Ye Huo who had just walked to the door of the room stopped in his tracks.

At the end of the year, during the busiest period of each company, Ying Chuanhao stayed up for two whole nights, and fell asleep lying on his desk last night. He had a fever all night, and Zeng Yi only found out the next day.

In the past two days, Ye Huo went to other places to participate in the competition. Yesterday he called Ying Chuanhao. His voice was very energetic. He unexpectedly fell ill today.

He was humble and polite on the surface, but Ye Huo always felt that he looked at him with hostile eyes.

"Oh, thank you."

Zeng Yi said blankly, "No, it should be done."

When he stepped out of the door, his eyes looked elsewhere indifferently: "It is said that the general manager married a young master, do you really know how to take care of others?"

Ye Huo smiled, the strength to close the door was obviously a little stronger.Zeng Yi outside the door took a deep breath, with a cold face.

Ying Chuanhao fell asleep in the lounge.His face was a little haggard, but still heroic, Ye Huo touched his forehead, it was still a little hot, there was medicine and water on the table, and there were high piles of documents over there.

Ye Huo couldn't help feeling distressed: This workaholic.

It's all my own fault. The game should have ended yesterday, but I couldn't help but stay for an extra day, otherwise Ying Chuanhao wouldn't be sick and no one would know.

It was snowing again, but Ye Huo still decided to take him home.

"You said you, it was okay to hang in the ice room for so long in the cold weather, why did I have a fever after I was away for a few days." He muttered to himself, helped him up, untied his scarf and wrapped it around on him.

"It's okay..." Ying Chuanhao woke up at some point, but closed his eyes.

Still the same answer as before.

"What's the matter..." Ye Huo was silent for a while, after thinking about it, he couldn't get angry, and muttered angrily: "What are you trying to do? Don't you have so many people who can't do things? It's such a cold day, and you're still wearing clothes. Sleeping in the office in a shirt, you really have the guts." Fortunately I'm here, otherwise Zeng Yi would have put you to sleep.

Of course I dare not say the last sentence, I can only feel jealous in my heart.Zeng Yi is a formidable person with strong skills. He followed Ying Chuanhao when he came out to start a business. Of course, Ye Huo felt a sense of crisis.

He really regretted more and more why he hurried back after the race and went skiing for fun.

It's almost Chinese New Year, and Aunt Mei asked for leave to go back to her hometown a few days ago. There is no one at home to cook for them, and there is snow on the balcony.

Ying Chuanhao lay on the bed and fell asleep again. Ye Huo went to the kitchen to pick up the spatula, but he didn't know what to do after picking up the spatula. He washed the rice and put it into the water. , Ye Huo couldn't help but sigh to himself.

He had just picked up the takeaway phone when the doorbell rang.

Zeng Yi was carrying an insulated lunch box: "I know your young master definitely can't cook, so I cooked porridge over here." He paused, and then said: "You know Chuanhao doesn't like to eat takeaway."

Ye Huo's hands froze for a moment, but he still took the lunch box: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's not for you."

"This is what I should say, because Ying Chuanhao and I are partners, and we swore an oath in the church." Ye Huo couldn't help declaring his sovereignty.

Zeng Yi nodded amusedly: "I forgot." Then he turned and left.

Ye Huo was furious, why did he have this expression, as if what he said was childish.

Maybe he is still really naive... Ye Huo started to refute himself after closing the door, holding the lunch box in both hands, saying that he couldn't even cook a bowl of ordinary porridge for his partner.

Think carefully, have you really done anything for him?I made a failed meal before and gave up easily.

As that person's life partner, is he...qualified?

Ying Chuanhao was really hungry and drank up all the porridge, Ye Huo couldn't help asking: "Is it delicious?"

Ying Chuanhao said: "It's delicious."

"Then do you know who did it?" Ye Huo didn't want to take the credit.

"It's Zeng Yi."

Ye Huo's eyes widened: "How do you know?" Could it be that guy Zeng Yi often cooks for him? ?

"I know this lunch box. I think he hasn't changed it after using it for a long time." Ying Chuanhao saw through his thoughts and didn't want him to think about it.

Ye Huo said "Oh": "The porridge I cooked is mushy." It means: I also worked hard.

"Don't go to the kitchen, Aunt Mei won't be too lazy to tidy up then."

Ye Huo became anxious and grabbed his hair: "I'll clean it up! It's just cooking porridge, it's not too difficult."

"I'm in my 20s, and I'm still frizzy." Ying Chuanhao smiled when he saw his hair blown out.

Ye Huo poured water for him, Ying Chuanhao drank the medicine, and said before going to sleep, "Don't be busy cooking, you can warm my bed first."

Ye Huo got under the covers, and after a while of silence, he suddenly asked, "Am I naive?"

"What kind of stupidity is this?" Ying Chuanhao closed his eyes and smiled.

Love your stupidity, Ye Huo closed his eyes, blushed, determined to make breakfast for Ying Chuanhao tomorrow morning.

It was still daylight, and Ye Huo got up quietly. After cooking a pot of terrible rice noodles, he still decided to ask his relatives and friends for advice.

Ye Qun was woken up by the phone early in the morning, and his tone was cold: "Ye Huo, you have been with Ying Chuanhao for so many years, don't you make any progress?"

Ye Huo frowned, "What's wrong with me?"

"Nonsense, how can you ask me this kind of thing? Do you think your brother can cook porridge?" After speaking, he hung up the phone confidently.

He called Li Tingyun again.

"Ting Yun is rehearsing ahead, I'll ask him to call you later." It was Brother Zhu.

He thought that Ying Yuzhi was smart enough, so he was definitely right to ask him.

"You should ask my sixth brother about this kind of thing, he is a professional." Sure enough, smart people are different, and one sentence woke him up.

Ye Huo knocked himself on the head and called Ying Yuzhen.

"Ye Huo?" Ying Yu is really a bright person, the sunlight that penetrates the glass shines on his face, he is standing in the kitchen, ready to make breakfast for Ning Shijing.

"I know Chuanhao's taste best." He laughed when he heard what he wanted.

Under the guidance of Ying Yuzhen, Ye Huo finally made a decent pot of porridge.

"How is it?" He looked at Ying Chuanhao expectantly.

"You can eat it."

Ye Huo was satisfied.

"Uncle Six taught me."

Ying Chuanhao was not surprised at all, and gave him a bowl of porridge: "After eating, go to rest, I have to go to the company."

"I know the company every day, and sooner or later I will die suddenly!" Ye Huo couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

Ying Chuanhao straightened his tie and laughed: "I can't bear to make you a widow like that."

"Shut up!" Ye Huo rolled his eyes.

Ye Huo walked into the room, picked up the insulated lunch box on the table, a picture on the folder caught his attention, the Swiss snow scene as beautiful as a fairy tale, holy but warm, there are two airline tickets to Switzerland, the date in a week.

Ye Huo blinked. Two days before he went to the field competition, he told Ying Chuanhao that he wanted to go skiing. At that time, Ying Chuanhao was buried in a pile of documents and said: "Got it."

He thought he didn't listen, but Ye Huo was sullen and blamed him for being a workaholic.

"This Ying Chuanhao..." Ye Huo picked up the postcard, his eyes were red, you must be anxious to finish all the work, so you fell ill.Just because I said I want to go skiing and go to Switzerland with me, right?

Why didn't you say it earlier, if I said it earlier, I would have been waiting for you, let alone say anything angry with you on the phone, I wish I could come back sooner after the game and cling to you.

He put down the postcard and saw the lunch box next to him, a person that so many people like, why am I so lucky to meet you...

A few days later, Ying Chuanhao's phone rang on the company's side.

"Ying Chuanhao, come here and take your family Ye Huo back!" Ning Shi was so aggressive.

"Ye Huo?" Ying Chuanhao raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with him?" In the past few days, Ye Huo brought him lunch every day, and Ying Chuanhao had already guessed it.

"He pesters my cook every day now, I can't stand it!"

Ying Chuanhao said with a smile: "A cook deserves such a big anger from Master Ning."

Ning Shi actually gritted his teeth: "Don't talk to me! Also! How does Ying Yuzhen, a bastard, know your taste so well?"

Now Ying Chuanhao felt it was fun: "We slept in the same room since we were young, and we ate and bathed together, what's so strange about that?"

It was quiet over there for a while, and then heard a light and cold hum, colder than snow water: "Very good, I remember you."

Ying Chuanhao suddenly felt a little regretful, thinking, the company will be busy again now.