Looking at the dark Han Xing, a burst of sadness surged in her heart. Perhaps she would be with Han Xing tonight.
Time passed by minute by minute, traffic on the street began to slowly decrease, and the gorgeous neon lights gradually became dim.
Wang Aoshuang was shaking all over by the north wind and her lips were peeling.
The sound of the shop closing came from behind, and then the voice of the female owner came, "This little sister, why are you still here when you are so late? The public security on this road has not been very good recently. Some people always robbed you, you are alone.
It’s very dangerous here, hurry up and go back.”
A trace of fear surged on Wang Aoshuang's face. She thought for a moment and asked apologetically: "Sister, can I use it if I borrow the phone number?"
The owner immediately agreed. She picked up the phone and finally dialed Ling Ang's number.
Ling Ang's voice was a little low, as if he had already fallen asleep, "Ao Shuang."
"Ling Ang, I am now left outside by Lan Yuchi..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ling Ang's anxious voice, "Where are you?"...
After a while, the familiar Lamborghini rushed over.
Ling Ang got off the car and put his coat on her, and said in a very blameful tone, "Why are you looking for me now?"
She lowered her head and said nothing.
Ling Ang pulled her into the car and left quickly.
After arriving at the villa, Ling Ang released hot water to Wang Aoshuang.
She looked around the hall for a week. The villa was similar to that in Australia, except that there were beautiful Phalaenopsis in many places indoors.
Looking at these Phalaenopsis, she remembered that he had planted Phalaenopsis for 10 years, and her heart couldn't help but feel complicated.
The villa is very quiet and there is not a single servant. No wonder Lan Yuchi chose this time to take action.
"Ding Dong." The doorbell rang, and she hurriedly opened the door, and a woman stood in front of the door.
The woman looks very beautiful, she is a first-class beauty, and her temperament is also very elegant.
She smiled gently, "Hello, my name is Gu Chun, I am Ang's friend. He asked me to bring you clothes."
Seeing Ling Ang’s friend troubled, Wang Aoshuang felt apologetic on her face, "I’m really sorry, I want you to send clothes so late."
"It's okay, it's just a little effort."
"Then come in and sit for a while."
Gu Chun waved his hand quickly, "No, I have something to leave first."
Wang Aoshuang looked at Gu Chun's beautiful back and felt that she and Ling Ang were so compatible.
Ling Ang got down from the building and saw the clothes in her hand. He asked, "Have Gu Chun gone?"
"Well. Sorry, I'll bother your friend."
"It's okay, we have a good relationship. She won't feel at ease about this little thing." Ling Ang's tone was very casual.
Listening to Ling Ang saying that their relationship was very good, she seemed to feel a little sad.
Then, Ling Ang walked into the kitchen and saw that she had been blown by the north wind for one night. He was worried that she would suffer from the cold and planned to make some brown sugar ginger soup to drive away the cold.
Because he took all his servants home for holidays during the New Year, he had to do it himself.
Although ginger soup is easy to make, it has never been cooked, so it is not an easy task.
At the beginning, he actually threw the whole piece of ginger into the pot and cooked it. Later, he thought that he should have removed the skin, so he picked up the ginger and peeled it.
After removing the skin, he was struggling to slice the ginger or chop it up.
He had no choice but to go to the study to print a copy of ginger soup, and he did it while watching.