"That's because Miss Xia made it, and no matter how many times the master eats it, he will finish it." The servant said understandingly, "In the past few days, the master has eaten too much, twice as much as he used to eat at Suzhai.
…That’s why I had stomach trouble last night.”
Shanel was stunned, is this really the case?
"As long as the food is made by Miss Xia, the young master is reluctant to throw it away, saying it is a waste. No matter how hard he works, he will force himself to eat it."
Chanel thought about it, and recently, in addition to making breakfast for Su Shijie every day, she would occasionally cook a few special dishes on a whim.
Every time, Su Shijie would eat everything, even the condiments...
Chanel was proud of her good craftsmanship for a long time, but it turned out...that was the reason?!
Chanel was secretly upset.
She always thought that Su Shijie's stomach problems were caused by hunger. It turned out that if he ate too much, his stomach would not be able to bear it.
【Thank you, I understand.】
After today, she and Su Shijie only have three days left.
No, it's not "only three days", but "three more days".
Chanel suppressed the melancholy in her heart, raised her lips with a smile, and worked happily in the kitchen...
There was a black car parked in front of the lawn in front of the apartment. The car had no license plate and exposure film on the car windows.
People in the car saw a woman in an apron cooking happily through the kitchen window on the third floor.
The cigarette burned slowly in his slender fingers. He took a last puff, the smoke was enchanting, and pressed out the cigarette butt.
On her slender finger, a diamond-encrusted wedding ring sparkled.
He leaned back on the chair, his face was fair and beautiful, and his eyes were full of bewildering mist...
"Master, shall we go up now?" the bodyguard behind him asked.
"Wait." He wanted to say hello to her, otherwise he would be too sudden and might scare her.
He took out his cell phone with his slender fingers and dialed a number.
After a while, the phone in the apartment rang. The servant walked over to answer the phone and heard a magnetic and deep voice:
"Hello, I'm looking for Miss Chanel Xia."
"Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am..." The voice smiled lowly and said his name, and the servant almost screamed.
He is actually a big star...he...
The moment she heard the sound, she felt it was very magnetic and pleasant, as if she had heard it somewhere.
Almost in disbelief, with a hint of doubt, he was not looking for Mr. Su, but Miss Xia?
In the kitchen on the third floor, the servant picked up the extension of the phone and went in. She said something. Chanel, who was originally looking happy, suddenly turned pale and the spatula fell from her hand.
She smoothed her hair in panic and stared at the phone receiver.
She didn't answer the phone until the servant reminded her again.
In the car, the man's eyes were dark and he was paying attention to the situation on the third floor.
At the moment when Chanel's face turned pale, he frowned slightly, but his voice remained calm and sounded calmly through the receiver: "Chanel, how are you doing recently?"
Chanel opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't speak, her throat kept choking.
It’s Mu Xicheng’s voice, it’s Mu Xicheng!
Did she hear it correctly, or was she dreaming?
How did Mu Xicheng know the phone number in the apartment? Isn't he still imprisoned by the Eight Elders?
Chanel looked at the servant in disbelief, could this be a prank?
"Xia Nai, did you miss me?" His voice was still ringing.