Claudia rushed over with his white cell phone in his hand, rushed to his eyes all the way, holding it up to his face, "did you do it? Did you do it?"

"Tut!" Rowan grabbed her wrist and pulled it down with displeasure： "You are crazy."

"Am I crazy?" Claudia smiled angrily, "Did you mute my cell phone?!"

I also want to know why Alger didn‘t have a phone call, but it turned out that he called more than 20 times, but she didn‘t hear any of them because the phone was muted.

"It‘s me. What‘s the matter?" He asked neither salty nor light.

Claudia opened his mouth, his words stuck in his throat, and he was angry with him for internal injuries.

"Who let you casually give me cell phone mute! Do you know that it is easy for you to delay my business?"

"Your business? What‘s your business?" Rowan laughed coldly, "Is your small and shabby company really serious?"

"Say it again!" Claudia was trembling with anger and his eyes were red.

Yuanyang is her father and all she has. Everything she has done so far is for Yuanyang.

In Rowan‘s eyes, such a wide spread is a small broken company?

What he despises and disdains is not only Yuanyang, but also the painstaking efforts she has made for a long time.

This kind of feeling is like being trampled under one‘s feet and has no dignity at all.

She looked so hurt that Rowan realized that she was outspoken.

Knowing how much she cares.

For no reason, Claudia at this moment coincides with Claudia who was frightened last night.

Rowan clenched his fist and loosened it, then reached out and hugged her.

"What! Let me go!" Claudia beat him on the back and struggled.

Can‘t pull down the face to apologize, Rowan twisted his eyebrows and hugged her tightly, "enough, no, stop it. I‘ll make up for all your losses, okay?"

Hearing this sentence, Claudia immediately became honest.

She is not the kind of person who does not know how to advance or retreat.

A deep understanding of Rowan, to be able to say such soft words, is already his limit.

Or, as soon as you see it.

Mr. Rowan‘s promise is more valuable than real money and silver.

Rowan didn‘t hear what he said. He let go of her and held her by the shoulder. "What are you saying?"

Claudia crooked his head and smiled. "Nothing."

Shaking her cell phone, she said, "I‘ll call Alger back. It should be an urgent matter to call so many times."

"Uh－huh."

Later, Claudia‘s phone calls went on one after another.

She was already busy. Yesterday she left work early for the first time in order to coax Rowan. I didn‘t expect the following incident.

Can‘t go to the company, can only stay here.

She and Wen Wangshu knew the reason.

Even if her family, Rowan must have sent someone to tidy up, Claudia still did not have confidence and went out to see it in a short time.

It is estimated that it collapsed on the spot.

As soon as I got busy, I forgot the time. When I felt hungry, it was already 12： 30 noon.

Rubbing his stomach, Claudia opened the bedroom door and came out.

"Rowan? Rowan, where are you?"

Rowan hurried out of the kitchen. "What‘s the matter?"

"Hungry, let‘s..."

He wanted to say let‘s get something to eat, but he said, "Eat right away."

Really?

Did he cook?

Cooking porridge has subverted Claudia‘s imagination. Has he even cooked rice now?

Such a thought, oneself this surprise, suffer is worth it.

"Wow! Dear, you are so kind! People are so moved to say!" Jumping into Rowan‘s arms, Claudia stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek. "What have you made delicious food?"

Rowan looked down at her sparkling eyes, with a flash of shame and embarrassment at the bottom of her eyes. Don‘t open your face and whisper, "No, nothing."

"Oh! Don‘t be modest." Claudia took his arm and blinked. "I‘ll go and have a look. I‘m hungry enough to eat a cow!"

In this way, I was full of expectation until my expectation fell through, but it was only a distance of more than ten steps from the bedroom to the kitchen.

One pot, rice congee.

This is what Rowan cooks.

Well, really, rice.

Unwilling to look at the kitchen upside down, Claudia‘s mouth twitched and pointed to the steaming rice congee in the pot, smiling at the skin and not smiling at the flesh.