Wen Shang thought about it quickly and immediately replied: "Yes, Mr. Leng."
Leng Xiao threw the phone on the bed, his handsome face covered with gloom.
He didn't understand why that woman made him so angry just by saying a few words to him. When did she decide his happiness and anger?
There was a bang, which was what Liu Ma heard when she knocked on the door.
"Come in." The voice inside was clearly angry.
Mother Liu thought to herself that this was really a bad time, but she still forced herself to open the door.
The place was in a mess, and Leng Xiao's favorite vase was smashed to pieces.
Liu's mother quickly got tools to clean and put a pillow on his bed.
Leng Xiao originally turned his gaze towards the window, but when he saw the pillow, he couldn't help but ask: "What is it?"
Mother Liu saw that he had a bad look on his face and didn't know whether to say something or not. She hesitated for a while before she dared to answer: "The young mistress made this for the young master. She said that the young master has been suffering from insomnia recently and this tea pillow is most effective in promoting sleep."
alright."
Before he finished speaking, Leng Xiao had already grabbed the pillow and threw it to the door: "Take it away, who cares about her things."
Liu Ma sighed inwardly and walked over to pick up the pillow. As soon as she touched the edge, she heard Leng Xiao say dullly: "You don't need to throw it away. I'll throw it away myself."
"Yes, Master."
After Liu Ma left, the room had been cleaned. Only the pillow was still lying alone by the door. She sat on the bed coldly and angrily, staring at it as if she were staring at a class enemy.
He was obviously still angry, but he couldn't help but think about the care and thought she put into making this pillow. With such skillful hands, this pillow should be very comfortable to use.
The fragrance of tea came to his nose, and when he reacted, he had already picked up the pillow. He seemed to have picked up a hot potato and threw it angrily to the bedside.
In the Haagen-Dazs store, Qiu Mo was happily eating the macadamia nut ice cream in front of her. The fragrant milk combined with the fragrance of dried fruits had a unique taste.
Seeing her eating so happily, Leng Xiaotian couldn't help but look helpless. The year she married Leng Xiao, she had the dazzling aura of the Leng family's young lady in the eyes of others, but Leng Xiao gave her nothing.
She has never even eaten this kind of ordinary ice cream. In fact, she is a woman who is easily satisfied, but she has persisted in Leng Xiao's indifference and ruthlessness for so long. Who would believe that she doesn't love Leng Xiao?
Leng Xiaotian suddenly felt sour in her heart. She didn't know whether to pity her, sympathize with her, or admire her. After all, there were very few women like her who were willing to give up everything for love.
The two of them were eating and chatting, and the sky gradually darkened.
A black luxury sports car was parked on the sidewalk outside the window, and its dazzling light attracted passersby to look back frequently.
"Is there any mistake? This is the car that Brother Xiao has always wanted to collect. There are only two units in the world. It was ordered late because he was on a business trip abroad that day." Leng Xiaotian angrily defended Leng Xiao.
Qiu Mo ate a small spoonful of ice cream and followed her gaze. It happened that the owner of the car opened the door and slowly stepped out of the car.
He was wrapped in black, showing off his slender and tall figure. Oversized sunglasses covered almost half of his face, and his dark and deep eyes were looking at him faintly.
The spoon in Qiu Mo's hand fell on the table with a clatter. Almost like a conditioned reflex, she grabbed the bag on the chair and said in a panic: "I don't feel well, go to the bathroom."
"Go." Leng Xiaotian's attention was completely attracted by this perfect man. He stared at him like a nymphomaniac, but did not notice anything unusual about Qiu Mo.