A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker - Chapter 48

Fang Qiao slightly reflected on it. In the past few days, I have been too active. I have to think about it when I say it well. As a result, I can’t restrain myself. I am also a pro and a slap in the face of Lu Yanzhou. .

Hey, someone is really upset about the feeling of chasing.

Fang Qiao thought while singing a song happily, hiding in the production room for a day, finishing at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and picking up a cake to leave.

The deputy store manager rarely saw the boss so early, and asked curiously where to go.

Fang Qiao is not very embarrassed, flashing his words: "That yeah... go and send a birthday cake."

The deputy manager looked at the greasy look and deliberately prolonged the sound: "Oh ~ ~ Who is the birthday, use the boss to personally send the cake?"

Fang Qiao's old face was red, and he cleared his throat: "Cough... Who is it?"

The deputy manager came to the party and teased Joe: "Who the boss gave to whom the birthday gift was prepared, can you give me a nap?"

Fang Qiao suddenly heard dumbfounded, lying in the trough, patronizing the preparation of the cake and forgetting to buy gifts!

The deputy manager immediately gave Fang Qiao an idea: "It doesn't matter if you have a boss, you can pack it for you."

Fang Qiao: "..."

Fang Qiao felt that he was still a little unwilling to go. He was thinking about whether or not to buy a present now. Lu Yanzhou’s phone came and let him go to the company to wait for him to get off work. Fang Qiao had to give up the idea of ​​buying gifts temporarily, and went straight to the Sin Chew entertainment with the cake.

I didn’t come to the company for more than a month. When Fang Qiao stepped into the door, he felt that it was very different. Not only did the decoration of the hall change, but the former colleagues who met him also changed his eyes. When he said hello, he rushed to the side. Joe shouted "Congratulations".

Fang Qiao thought that it should be known to everyone that he opened the store, so congratulations on his own fortune, and my heart suddenly felt good.

Going to the president's office, the assistant told Fang Qiao Lu Yanzhou that he was still in a meeting and let him wait in his advanced office. Fang Qiao nodded and said, when he happened to meet the office cleaning aunt, the aunt saw Fang Qiao smiled and said: "The boss is really good."

Fang Qiao: "..."

Lu Yanzhou’s office was amazing and the furniture and electrical appliances were all there. Fang Joe only came in once. At that time, he couldn’t take a good look. Now that Lu Yanzhou has not returned, Fang Qiao will wander around the office and visit from the bookshelf. Desk, then from the desk...etc. Is this a trick?

Fang Qiao took the photo frame on Lu Yanzhou's table, and saw that he had a wedding photo of himself and Lu Yanzhou. It was the kind of fan p on Weibo in the past, and there was a big double happiness behind it.

No wonder everyone sees his eyes full of deep meaning!

At this time, Lu Yanzhou came back and opened the door to see Fang Qiao waiting for himself. He didn't mention the comfort, and he didn't wait for Fang Qiao to talk and stepped forward into the arms.

Fang Qiao originally wanted to ask what happened to the photo. As a result, when I fell into the warm and warm embrace, my mind immediately turned around, and let’s take a wedding photo. Can I still get away from it?

Fang Qiaoben thought that people like Lu Yanzhou would take him to a high-end western restaurant on his birthday, so today he even wears a more formal small suit. As a result, he found out that it is a children's restaurant, but it is still going to close down. The kind.

"When I was a child, every time my birthday, my mom took me here." Lu Yanzhou looked at the signboard at the door of the store and explained.

Fang Qiao nodded, did not expect Lu Yanzhou this person is quite nostalgic.

"At the time, I didn't know that I was not her own..."

Lu Yanzhou's expression was elusive. Fang Joe looked up at him and took his hand and stepped into the restaurant with him.

The business in the store was very deserted. The waiter saw two adult handsome guys come in, and Lu Yanzhou was very calm and skilled. He had two star festivals.

Fang Qiao is very excited. He grew up in an orphanage and didn't have the opportunity to experience such a children's restaurant, just to make up for his childhood shortcomings.

And this is Lu Yanzhou's childhood, Fang Qiao thought, suddenly there is a sense of pride that can participate in Lu Yanzhou's growth process.

He carefully opened the cake he had carefully prepared for a day, and put Lu Yanzhou with a "30" birthday candle, but he listened to Lu Yanzhou sullenly and screamed, complaining: "It's too old."

Fang Qiao’s brain turned fast, and he pulled out the “0” on the top. He said to Lu Yanzhou: “Happy birthday to the third birthday of Zhou’s baby!”

Lu Yanzhou accepted the blessing with satisfaction.

Lu Yanzhou asked Fang Qiao: "When is your birthday? Is it a day registered in the company artist information?"

Fang Qiao shook his head. He had a birthday. It was a blessing to be picked up in the wind and rain. Like a wild flower that was opened on the edge of the field, who would care if he came to this world?

So he would like to make a cake so much that he can be his birthday every day.

Lu Yanzhou saw Fang Qiao did not speak, silently stood up and crossed the table, and dropped a soft kiss on Fang Qiao's forehead.

Fang Qiao closed his eyes and felt that the temperature of Lu Yanzhou came from the eyebrows. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the past had not been so sad.

The two men ate their stomachs in the children's restaurant. When they came out with their hands, Lu Yanzhou's phone rang. Lu Yanzhou only took a look and picked it up:

"Don't come back... um... thank you mom."

In just a few words, I hang up the phone after I finished, but Fang Qiao saw that Lu Yanzhou’s mood was better than before.

"Send you home?" Lu Yanzhou asked.

Fang Qiao just wanted to nod and suddenly remembered that the birthday present had not been delivered yet, and then he thought of what the deputy manager said.

Fang Qiao unconsciously tightened Lu Yanzhou’s hand and pretended to look up at the moon: “Would you like to go to your home first?”