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Chapter 99: Warm Little Days (9)

Qiu Lingyang could guess what her father was looking for without even thinking.

Only when he needed her would he speak to her properly in that tone, or make a phone call or send a message in person.

When she is not needed, his secretary usually does these things for him.

"Haha——" She sneered bitterly.

I have really failed as a person in this life, so much so that my father has never believed in me.

Qiu Lingyang put her phone aside. For such a big deal, she was still going to prepare lunch before going. Only after eating was full could she have the strength to support herself to face things that were more uncomfortable than stabbing her in the back.

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When I entered the kitchen to prepare ingredients, I saw that my left index finger was bandaged and fat. It was not a good-looking image, but it made me feel warm.

The injury to her finger last night was not serious, but Shang Xufeng's nervous look made her feel that she could be taken seriously by others, which felt particularly good.

When she saw the gauze bandaged on her finger, a faint smile appeared on her lips unconsciously. Although the wound was almost healed, she was still reluctant to take off the gauze.

She is a person who always repays kindness. He was kind to her, so naturally, she also wanted to be kind to him.

Knowing that he liked to eat meat, she quickly prepared a dish of fried shredded pork with green peppers, a dish of braised beef with potatoes, and a vegetable dish.

Three dishes, enough for the two of them.

After cooking, Shang Xufeng still didn't come downstairs. I guess that man was usually lazy and didn't have anything to do. He must have just slept until he got up whenever he wanted.

After taking a look at Qiuqiu, who was milling around her feet, Qiu Lingyang imitated Shang Xufeng's tone yesterday and said, "Little Rouqiu, go and ask your idiot daddy to get up and eat."

"Woof woof -" Qiuqiu woofed twice, turned around and ran away, happily asking his dad to eat.

"Qiuqiu, forget it." She called Qiuqiu again, visually judging that Young Master Shang must be angry when he woke up, so it would be better not to wake him up.

After feeding Qiuqiu, Qiu Lingyang picked up her mobile phone and sent a message to Shang Xufeng. After all, she agreed to live a good life with him and tell him wherever she goes out. This is the basic way for two people to get along.

Just as the message on the phone showed that the message was sent successfully, someone kicked the door upstairs open. Shang Xufeng appeared on the corridor like a gust of wind, standing there half awake and half asleep: "Qiu Lingyang, cook the food."

So wait for me to eat together."

After saying that, he went back to his room like a gust of wind.

Before Qiu Lingyang could react, was this person sleepwalking?

When Shang Xufeng appeared again, he was already a refreshing person. He still wore his favorite combination of white and black, a white shirt and black trousers.

He is very tall and his figure is even more perfect than that of a model. When he puts on such an ordinary outfit, it looks simple and tasteful.

"Isn't it cold if you only wear a shirt?" Qiu Lingyang felt cold for him.

He sat down at the dining table like an uncle and glared at her: "Serve."

Qiu Lingyang pouted and quickly put the dishes on the table. The two of them ate quietly without anyone speaking.

When he was almost finished eating, Shang Xufeng suddenly said: "Qiu Lingyang, I will accompany you back to Qiu's house."
Chapter completed!
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