Gong Sheng looked at Yun Qiao coldly and said, “Get out of the car.”
Yun Qiao shivered and mumbled, “You want to kick me out of the car again? Are you going to leave me on the road? What a heartless guy... my baby is so pitiful... Wu...”
Gong Sheng was both annoyed and amused by her words. “We’re home!”
Yun Qiao looked out of the car window.
They were all in the courtyard of Gong Sheng’s villa.
It was time to get out of the car.
She quickly put away her sobs, happily pushed the door open, and hopped out of the car.
Gong Sheng looked at her amazing acting skills and shook his head helplessly.
Even though he was full of anger, he was still amused by her.
He locked the car and entered the door, but Yun Qiao was already drinking soup.
Tonight, the little woman was especially proactive. Even though the servants had brought the soup to the table, she still served it to him eagerly. “This is the recipe I gave to the kitchen. Try it and see if it tastes good.”
