The sweet and cloying taste made him feel a little intoxicated. Although he didn't feel nauseous, it was like eating too much fatty meat, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
I grabbed a tissue, used it to wipe my mouth and spat it out, then grabbed a bottle of mineral water and gulped down most of it, finally feeling better.
"Want some more?" Le Yao had already eaten two pieces and was still eating. "I took two boxes, and there's another box of wife cakes, they're still warm, they must have just been baked..."
"Thank you, but no thanks." Shen Yi hurriedly shook his head. Sure enough, he still couldn't eat sweets, but that tiramisu from before... maybe he could eat the one Miss Han made?
But when he came up with this idea, he found it strange. However, he wasn't in a hurry, since he would be working for Miss Han anyway, and that would be enough to verify it.
As soon as Le Yao returned to Lijing Apartment, Qiao Qiao called: "How did it go?"
"Perfectly intact." Le Yao smiled. "Where are you?"
"On my way back from the airport, I'll be home in ten minutes," Qiaoqiao said and then hung up.
Le Yao went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Jiang Xiaohui had gone to the capital city today, and Qiao Qiao had gone to see him off at the airport.
Ten minutes later, Qiaoqiao rushed back in a flurry. She kicked off her high heels as she entered the room, not even bothering to put on her slippers, and rushed over: "Tell me quickly."
"No rush." Le Yao brought out the prepared cola chicken wings. "Go change your clothes and wash your hands first. Come over and we'll talk while we eat."
"Alright." Qiao Qiao smiled, hurriedly turned around and went back to her room, quickly got ready and came out, "Coming!"
Le Yao didn't hide anything and told him everything that had happened: "How was it? I didn't embarrass you, did I?"
"Great job!" Qiaoqiao blew her a kiss.
"My hand hurts," Le Yao pouted, looking aggrieved.
"Come on, blow on it and it won't hurt anymore." Qiaoqiao really pulled her hand over and blew on it twice. "Remember to carry a shoehorn or back scratcher with you in the future. Don't use your hand to slap it. You're going to make delicious food with this hand."
"Okay." Le Yao nodded with a smile, feeling that she also had the potential to make "top-quality Biluochun tea".
"Your story will probably go online." Qiaoqiao quickly took out her phone.
"It can't be that fast, can it?" Le Yao took a sip of soup, somewhat dismissive.
“Gossip about the wealthy is sometimes more attractive than news about celebrities.” Qiao Qiao turned her phone over to show Le Yao. “This kind of news is naturally faster. See, it’s up there, isn’t it? But it’s good that it only showed your back.”
When Le Yao looked at it, she saw a slightly blurry photo. She had a hard time recognizing herself in it, so it was obviously taken hastily with her phone.
But the title was quite interesting: Abandoned Heiress, Fallen Heiress, Her Situation Was Somewhat Tragic.
The content wasn't exaggerated or slanderous; it was all based on what I saw, and I didn't even express my own opinions. It was purely a matter of observing from the sidelines.
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The comments from netizens were varied, with some saying that Han Binglan deserved it, others saying that Han Binglan was pitiful, and still others analyzing why Han Guosheng treated his daughter this way.
One netizen with the username "Jumping King" left a very insightful comment, not only commenting on the banquet today, but also connecting it to the sensational human trafficking case from years ago, speculating that Miss Han's disappearance might have other hidden reasons.
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