When Yu Wanwan woke up, Su Yanshen was lying next to her. He seemed to be still sleeping soundly. She was surprised that he actually stayed here last night.
The man wore a pure white T-shirt without any patterns, a clean shave, and even his messy hair did not affect his appearance at all.
In the past, if I looked at it for a second longer, my heart would get colder. She had memories of everything last night, and she would never forget her decision.
I will not let the torture I endured in prison be in vain.
Yu Wanwan got up gently.
I went downstairs, poured a glass of boiled water, drank it, and walked out.
She discovered that since she came back last night, she had not seen Weng Ping, and the fact that the power card was out of power was caused by Su Yanshen himself last night.
Yu Wanwan didn't think much about the reason why Weng Ping was not here. She drank a glass of water and went to the refrigerator to look around. The only thing she could eat was eggs.
She took some water to boil and cooked some porridge.
After it was cooked, she filled a bowl of porridge and peeled the eggs. The sound of men's footsteps could be heard outside.
She looked at the eggs and porridge, her eyes flashing coldly.
Put down the bowl, peel off two egg yolks, stir them into the porridge, and serve.
Su Yanshen sat on a chair, and when he saw Yu Wanwan wearing an apron, his eyes couldn't help but soften.
Yu Wanwan put a bowl of porridge in front of Su Yanshen and said, "Morning."
A greeting but no warmth.
She sat down herself.
Su Yanshen saw the egg yolk in the porridge and raised his eyes to look at Yu Wanwan opposite.
Yu Wanwan also looked at him and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
Su Yan pursed his lips deeply and said nothing. He took a spoonful of porridge and drank it into his mouth.
Yu Wanwan's hand tightened on the spoon.
He looked back indifferently.
I picked up my phone, glanced at the background messages, and saw that there was another friend application message on the second-hand trading platform.
"I'll pay fifty times the money to buy your 350th anniversary Ultraman card."
It’s the same person as the one I requested yesterday, 1.
The seller must have recommended her business card to this person. This seller really has no professional ethics.
Yu Wanwan couldn't help this person harassing her again. She rejected her friend and replied to the message: "If I don't sell it, I won't be short of money."
If she really offered fifty times, five or six hundred thousand, she would have said nothing.
Yu Xiaoman is really not bragging, there are really people willing to spend money to collect.
She finished her breakfast leisurely and left first.
…
"If you don't sell it, you won't be short of money."
When Su Yanshen saw the rejection message in reply, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He even imagined that the other party was arrogant and wanted to beat him up, so he continued to apply for it in a strange way, "Ten billion or hundreds of billions? Isn't it short of money?"
After the verification message was sent, he felt naive.
But it can no longer be undone.
‘Tuk Tuk Tuk’
There was a knock at the door, interrupting Su Yanshen's thoughts.
"Come in."
He responded and put down his phone.
The door opened and Mingshuang walked in with a smile, holding a small plastic bag in her hand.
"Ayan."
Su Yanshen had just arrived at the company and sat down. He looked at Ming Shuang in surprise, "Why are you here so early?"
"Xiao Nuo made breakfast, you must ask me to bring it to you..."
Before Ming Shuang finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed, "Ayan, what's wrong with your hands, your neck...?"
She quickened her pace nervously, walked to Su Yanshen, put the bag in her hand on the table, first checked Su Yanshen's neck, and then took his hand to look at it.
"Did you eat the egg yolk?"
Su Yanshen is severely allergic to egg yolk, so severe that he may be admitted to the hospital.
