Chen Chu couldn't resist Fu Yan's look at him like this. She intuition passed by him and walked in, washed her hands, put on the insulation gloves, and took out the two dishes that Fu Yan had fried.

Fu Yan looked at her back, curled her eyes and turned around and went back to continue cooking the third dish.

Fu Yan's cooking skills are better than Chen Chu imagined. The three dishes made at lunch are beneficial to her menstrual period.

Of course, Chen Chu also found out about Fu Yan's care afterwards.

Chen Chu had just got off the plane and had a bad appetite and didn't eat much. She forced herself to eat a bowl of rice and stopped chopsticks. She glanced at Fu Yan, who was sitting opposite her, "There is juice and red wine in the refrigerator. Do you need it? ”

Fu Yan shook his head, "No, I have a bad appetite?"

Chen Chu was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he nodded and explained, "Just get off the plane."

Fu Yan finished eating and put the chopsticks and bowls in his hand: "Do you have a dishwasher?"

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment before realizing what Fu Yan was going to do.

She felt a little embarrassed. After all, the other party was a guest. She asked the guest to cook a lunch with her own hands. Now that she has finished eating, she still asks the guest to wash the dishes. No matter how thick-skinned Chen Chu is, she can't do such a thing .

"It's okay, I'll just let my aunt clean up later."

"It's just a good thing."

Fu Yan didn't care, so he got up and took the leftovers in.

Chen Chu had to get up and follow him, but before his hand touched the tableware, he was blocked by Fu Yan: "It is better for a woman to touch less cold water during her menstruation."

Chen Chu was slightly embarrassed and had to retreat.

Fu Yan came out soon. The apron he was wearing was taken off and he was slowly unbuttoning the cufflinks of his shirt.

While cooking, he folded his sleeves upwards for most of the time and tightened his cuffs to prevent them from sliding down.

Chen Chu looked at his little arm with smooth lines, but unexpectedly, Fu Yan's face was so confusing.

The lines on Fu Yan's little arm are stronger and better than the muscles on the hands of some of the flower-shell coaches in gyms.

It’s a bit uncomfortable to stare at a man’s little arm like this.

Chen Chu looked at it and then withdrew his gaze. Fu Yanren also came over and placed the folder he had held at the beginning in front of her: "This is something I found out."

Chen Chu glanced at Fu Yan, picked up the folder and opened it. As soon as he looked, he saw that it was a very obvious one: I found out that on August 16, Chen Qianqian had deposited 1.5 million yuan into one of his accounts. The money was submitted one month later, on September 17, and the whereabouts were unknown.

This is indeed suspicious, and the following other investigation results are even more suspicious: It is reported that Chen Qianqian's high school classmate Fan Ting received a transfer of 1.5 million yuan on August 13, and on the afternoon of August 15, it was reported that Chen Qianqian's high school classmate Fan Ting received a transfer of 1.5 million yuan. At three o'clock, Fan Ting and Chen Qianqian had two hours of afternoon tea at Miyu Sweet House.

According to the survey, the 150 in Fan Ting's account was transferred from an overseas account, and the account was Ye Sawei, who was a classmate from the second Miss Bo family in junior high school.

When Chen Chu saw this, the smile on his face had completely faded.

She looked up at Fu Yan: "So that matter has something to do with Bo Muqing?"

Fu Yan smiled: "That thing is inseparable from Bo Muqing. After all, the medicine Chen Qianqian bought through Ye Sawei's channel."

Fu Yan said, pausing slightly: "But I think that what happened that night should be more precise, should have something to do with the Bo family. After all, Bo Muqing was only moved by Mr. Bo not long ago, I
Chapter completed!