Su Nuo would call Gu Chenglan's BP machine every two days and wait for him to call back.
However, Sunuo's phone was a public phone and he couldn't say sweet words, so he just said a simple greeting and hung up after a minute or two.
But as she got busy these days, she forgot about it. She planned to take the cake as soon as she got home.
After walking two more streets, Sunoti Cake's hands were numb.
The cake box couldn't be placed on the ground. Suno sighed, held the box in his arms and squatted down to rest for a while.
After squatting for a while, my legs started to feel numb. Su Nuo tried to move, but a numbing pain suddenly came to her calf, which made her almost fall to the ground.
In order not to drop the precious cake, Sunuo knelt down on one knee and held it flat with both hands, thus saving the cake.
This posture is a bit strange, it looks like kneeling to give a gift.
A big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and steadily lifted the cake held by Suno. He also said: "No courtesy, stay on your own terms."
Sunuo: "..."
When Su Nuo turned her head, she saw a tall boy poking beside her.
Looking up, I couldn't see the other person's facial features clearly because of the backlight, but the long hair covering the eyebrows and the soft outline of the facial features showed that he was the "big customer" who drank her soda.
"Just kidding, sorry. My name is Qin Moran. Thank you for coming to deliver the cake."
Qin Moran said and stretched out his hand towards Sunuo. The hand was stretched out flat, with the palm facing upward. It was probably not about shaking hands but about pulling Suno up.
Suno hesitated for a moment, then stood up with one hand on his knees, "I'm sorry, I almost dropped the cake."
Qin Moran looked at the cake box in his hand, "The packaging is very exquisite. The cake will be delicious."
"Thank you." Suno reached out to take the box, "I'll take it, you are a customer."
Qin Moran insisted on letting him carry the cake box and walked forward: "I'll get it. This is a sign of respect for girls."
Suno quickly followed him: "If you don't need me to take it, can I go back?"
"No." Qin Moran walked a little faster, turned around and said to Suno: "Shouldn't I say 'Happy Birthday' to the birthday boy?"
This is true when you think about it. The purchasing power of high-end consumer groups is amazing. Sunuo had no choice but to follow him and treat it as a way to win over customers.
"Your accent sounds like a foreigner." Su Nuo said a non-private topic in a non-commercial manner.
"Well, I lived in the United States before." Qin Moran answered neatly. After saying that, he quickened his pace and led the way like a master.
Arriving at the door of Qin Mansion, a fat and cute old man opened the door.
Qin Moran made a "please" gesture to Su Nuo to express his welcome.
The garden was taken care of in an amateurish way, the lawn was cut by the lawnmower, and the trees were not trimmed much. However, several small potted plants under the windowsill are growing well, and one pot has lavender flowers.
A white car was parked on the lawn, with a long water pipe lying on the ground and several large puddles under the wheels. It seemed that the car had just been washed.
The hall was empty with no other furniture or furnishings. Except for a few oil paintings hanging on the wall as decoration, there was only a large white leather sofa, larger than a double bed, placed by the window.
The black marble floor is so shiny that there is almost an echo when you walk in.
However, the hall does not give people a cold feeling. Instead, it shows an atmospheric stability and elegance.
(End of chapter)