Huo Licheng answered naturally. Jiang Shan's heart sank for a moment, but it soon returned to normal. Huo Licheng did this to her because of Cheng Cheng's face. Although this explanation made Jiang Shan feel a little disappointed, it was The most normal.
As the car entered the community, Huo Licheng stopped in front of Jiang Shan's unit: "If you are sick, go to bed early."
"Thank you, President."
Jiang Shan opened the car door, suddenly thought of something, and said to Huo Licheng, "President, please wait a moment."
After saying that, Jiang Shan quickly got out of the car and went upstairs. After a while, she handed a small bag to Huo Licheng: "President, these are some cookies I made before. Cheng Cheng likes to eat these. Please bring them to her. It’s okay to keep this for half a month, and then eat it when she comes back.”
Huo Licheng reached out and took it: "Thank you."
Watching Huo Licheng's car leave the community, Jiang Shan slowly returned to the apartment. Pretending to be weak when sick could only happen once. Jiang Shan didn't think Huo Licheng would have sympathy for her. All she wanted was to appear as much as possible. In front of Huo Licheng.
She couldn't guarantee when Cheng Cheng would reveal the matter, so time was very tight, but she couldn't be too hasty. She had to grasp the time in between.
Jiang Shan swallowed a pill, washed her face, and slept with her hands on the quilt.
On the other side, Huo Licheng returned to the apartment. When he got out of the car, he glanced at the small bag he just took from Jiang Shan. He took out the exquisitely packaged box inside, opened it, took out a piece, smelled it, and then put the things away. Put it back, lift it out of the car, and throw it into the trash can.
Huo Licheng is a foodie. Before Cheng Cheng, his favorite thing was food. He just smelled the cookies made by Jiang Shan just to be safe, but he had to admit that Jiang Shan's cookies were smaller than those baked by Cheng Cheng. The cookies were much more flavorful, but that didn't matter.
For Huo Licheng, the most delicious food now is made by Cheng Cheng.
Back in the empty room, Huo Licheng ordered takeout. Looking at the neatly tidied dining table, Huo Licheng felt a little hollow in his heart.
Soon, the takeout was delivered. Wearing comfortable home clothes, we sat at the table and looked at the exquisite and delicious dishes.
In the past, it was a pleasure for Huo Licheng to sit quietly and taste delicious food like this every day, but now it seemed that something was missing.
The food at this restaurant was something he often ordered in the past, and it obviously suited his appetite, but now it doesn't seem to be the same when he eats it.
Huo Li Cheng put down his chopsticks knowingly, stood up, walked to the cupboard, and took out the biscuits made by Cheng Cheng.
Huo Licheng can say without hesitation that the biscuits made by Cheng Cheng are really the least delicious biscuits he has ever tasted, but they are the ones he wants to eat most now because they taste like Cheng Cheng.
what to do? She had just left and he missed her again.
Looking at the table full of dishes and losing interest, Huo Licheng walked to the sofa and sat down, stuffing a small biscuit in his mouth. He didn't want Cheng Cheng to see some bad things, and he also wanted her to go out and relax, but now Young Master Huo felt a little regretful.
Maybe Nangong Yun was right. He should deal with such a snake-hearted woman quickly. It seemed that there was no need to go through such trouble. He wanted to vent his anger to Cheng Cheng, but it seemed that his little girl didn't care at all.
Forget it, pick up the pace.
Huo Licheng stuffed another cookie into his mouth, reached for his phone, and dialed: "I'm Huo Licheng..."