After Han Binglan overdosed on sleeping pills and had her stomach pumped last time, she developed severe gastritis. In order to avoid suffering from stomach pain again in the future, the first thing she needs to do is to take care of her damaged body.

Actually, when she was a tour guide, she also had gastritis because she didn't eat on time, but she didn't have time to treat it. Now that she has money and means, she naturally wants to treat herself better.

Four Gods Soup is not difficult to make, and the ingredients can vary, so you can choose according to your own preferences.

The process involves slicing a cleaned pig stomach (some people use pig small intestines), placing it in a stewing pot, and then adding appropriate amounts of Chinese yam, lotus seeds, poria cocos, and fox nuts. Of course, some people may use codonopsis instead of lotus seeds and coix seed instead of fox nuts. After adding water, the pot is steamed for two hours. Then, seasonings such as salt and rice wine are added according to personal taste.

So, the room was cleaned, the rice was steamed, the Four Gods Soup was ready, and a scallion and egg dish was made. That was enough for one person.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they made two more desserts before heading out with the packaged treats.

Although Nangong Jue felt that Han Binglan's signing was a ploy to get him to cooperate, he was restless all afternoon. He wanted to call Han Binglan, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, since that woman had been pestering him every day since they met.

If he were to call her first, that woman would probably be incredibly arrogant.

After enduring the ordeal in the office for a while, Nangong Jue finally got up and walked out.

"Sir, there's a meeting coming up..." Secretary Tan Mei reminded him as she reached the door.

"Postpone it to tomorrow." Nangong Jue walked out without looking back.

Tan Mei could only look at Fang Ming, who shrugged. He didn't know what was wrong with his boss either. Was it a side effect of the divorce? But he didn't dare to say anything and hurriedly followed.

Nangong Jue went straight back to Zeyu Garden.

"Where's Han Binglan?" Nangong Jue asked, loosening his tie as he walked upstairs.

"The young mistress has moved out," Butler Bai replied dutifully. "She didn't use a driver; she drove herself..."

Nangong Jue paused for a moment. Wasn't that woman afraid to drive? And she moved away? Would she really be willing to leave? He went straight upstairs to the master bedroom and was momentarily dazed. This used to be his room, but that woman had taken it over after she came. It had been almost a year since he had stepped into it.

Now, the room is all pink, and apart from the fact that the person is gone, all the expensive clothes in the closet are still there.

"Heh." Nangong Jue couldn't help but sneer. Sure enough, it was a ploy to lure him in. He left the item here, and it would probably keep coming back to bump into him in the future.

Thinking about that woman's shameless behavior, the discomfort I felt disappeared.

However, just as she was about to leave, she stopped and, as if possessed, went over to pull open the drawer of the dressing table. It was usually locked, but today it opened easily, and her brows furrowed instantly.

Almost everything inside was gone, including various documents.

Did she really move away? How dare she?

He slammed the drawer shut and turned to leave.

Uncle Bai looked at the young master, whose back exuded a fierce aura, and couldn't help but sigh. The young master was actually reluctant to part with his young mistress, but unfortunately, he didn't know it himself.

Le Yao had already entered Xiling Jiaotong University and went to the president's office as if she knew the way well.