Yang Qiaoqiao never expected that her older brother, after holding back for so long, would say something like this to her.

She subconsciously wanted to tell her older brother firmly that she had no intention of reconciling with Huo Beixiao.

The words that I used to be able to say almost effortlessly were now stuck in my throat, as if something was stuck there, and I couldn't say them at all.

She took a deep breath and said, "Brother, I understand. You have to get up early tomorrow, so get some rest."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qiaoqiao lay on the bed that was once so familiar to her, thinking she wouldn't be able to sleep.

Unexpectedly, she fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, and slept very well until dawn.

Her sleep quality is so much better than when she was in Haicheng.

She couldn't help but think that in the past, when she woke up at this time, Huo Beixiao would come to help her get dressed and then help her wash up.

When she's feeling lazy, I'll even bring her breakfast in.

Thinking back to that time, Yang Qiaoqiao's lips unconsciously curled up.

But in an instant, she realized that things were different now.

She quickly tidied herself up and went downstairs.

Then I smelled a delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen.

It smelled like the wontons she always loved.

Because she liked to eat it, Huo Beixiao learned how to cook it.

I remember the first time Huo Beixiao made it, because he didn't know how to wrap it, the filling leaked out while cooking, the skin melted, and it turned into a pot of mush.

She didn't want to dampen the man's enthusiasm, so she was prepared to eat something to support him.

But Huo Beixiao wouldn't give her any, and he ate the whole pot of porridge by himself.

Later, Huo Beixiao's wonton-making skills improved more and more, even surpassing the wontons sold at the market stall she used to like.

Just as she was lost in thought, Huo Beixiao came out of the kitchen carrying freshly cooked wontons.

"Qiaoqiao, you're up. Perfect timing, the wontons are ready. Come and eat."

Huo Beixiao looked at her tenderly, just like when they lived here back then.

Yang Qiaoqiao did not refuse and sat down at the table.

Huo Beixiao's wontons are just as delicious as before.

She ate quietly, and Huo Beixiao secretly glanced at her several times, seemingly wanting to say something to her, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After they finished eating, Huo Beixiao asked, "Qiaoqiao, are you going straight to the airport later?"

Yang Qiaoqiao didn't hide it from him and nodded in agreement.

"Then let's go together later." Huo Beixiao said in a light tone, just like when he was talking to an ordinary friend.

“We’re not on the same flight, so we don’t need to go to the airport together,” Yang Qiaoqiao said directly.

She was telling the truth, because Huo Beixiao was going back to Haicheng, while she planned to go to Beicheng to handle things there before returning to Haicheng.

Huo Beixiao smiled and said, "Although we're not on the same flight, our flight times are close, so we can go to the airport together."

Yang Qiaoqiao was puzzled by Huo Beixiao's words.

How did Yang Qiaoqiao know which flight she was on? She remembered that she hadn't told Huo Beixiao about her upcoming plans.

But she didn't want to ask Huo Beixiao anymore, so she just nodded and agreed to go to the airport with him.

After the two finished breakfast, Huo Beixiao cleared the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Yang Qiaoqiao then noticed that Huo Beixiao was still wearing an apron.

The apron straps tied around his narrow waist accentuated his well-proportioned inverted triangle physique.

Even now, Yang Qiaoqiao has to admit that Huo Beixiao is much better than the male models her wealthy friends took her to clubs in her previous life, both in terms of physique and appearance.

Yang Qiaoqiao had always thought that a career-oriented woman like herself wouldn't be tempted by male beauty, but at this moment, she actually became lustful towards Huo Beixiao's good figure.

So much so that she couldn't help but swallow hard.

In her past life, after she was sidelined at the company, she would go to clubs with rich, love-starved women to relieve her loneliness.

But she never ordered male models herself; she always watched them choose.

But at this moment, she was certain that if the male models in those clubs were of Huo Beixiao's caliber, she definitely wouldn't be able to resist.

However, the lustful thought only lasted for a moment before Yang Qiaoqiao was able to control it.

After washing all the pots and pans in the kitchen and tidying up the entire kitchen, Huo Beixiao came out, glanced at the time, and said, "Qiaoqiao, we're going to the airport now to check you in. The timing is perfect."

Yang Qiaoqiao also glanced at the time.

There are still four hours until her flight to Beicheng takes off. It takes an hour by taxi from here to the Sichuan Provincial Airport, so there's plenty of time to get there now.

The flight to Haicheng is scheduled to take off in two and a half hours.

It's pretty much the same now as it was back then.

She got up and went out with Huo Beixiao. Zhu Dong was already waiting outside in his car.

The car she drove yesterday belonged to her older brother, but he came to pick up the keys early this morning and drove it away.

When Zhu Dong saw Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao come out of the house one after the other, a look of satisfaction immediately appeared in his eyes.

He even seemed a little smug.

As expected, he was smart. He knew that since he had taken Huo Nanfeng away yesterday, no one would be watching over Boss Huo, and his sister-in-law would definitely soften her heart.

really!

Judging from the current state of Huo Laoda and his sister-in-law, even if they haven't completely reconciled, they're practically done for.

It seems that it's only a matter of time before their Boss Huo wins back his beauty.

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