Gu Xingzhi looked at the descending elevator number and said in a gentle voice.
Rong Luchi takes the fastest bath.
It came out in less than three minutes.
He wiped his short hair with a towel, and when he saw that there was no one in the living room, there was an obvious look of disappointment on his handsome face.
"How many fried eggs would you like?"
He turned his head to look at the kitchen, and saw the busy little woman, and curled his lips slightly.
"two."
Song Wanwan had a stern face and pretended to be cold.
But she had just cried, her eyes were red, and she looked like a broken little beauty.
Very delicate.
"I just went out and saw the cake at the door, so I brought it in for you."
"Did you not leave because you saw the cake?"
Rong Luchi threw the bath towel on the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.
He guessed it right.
But Song Wanwan did not admit it.
She would never admit that she was soft-hearted!
"You look pitiful. You have a family, yet you celebrate your birthday alone. Who can blame me for being so kind?"
"Well, you are the kindest Designer Song."
Rong Luchi smiled.
Song Wanwan snorted and ignored him.
"I was just caught by your friend. Why don't you let me go back to my original company? Otherwise, it won't be good."
Song Wanwan gently stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks and whispered.
Rong Luchi's dark eyes darkened, and he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Do you want people to know about our relationship?"
"Am I so timid? Huh?" Rong Luchi said this with a hint of anger.
Song Wanwan was completely confused by this sentence.
Why is he speaking in such a resentful tone?
"Do you think we can...see each other in public? Our statuses are not compatible."
Although she couldn't resist his charm physically, Song Wanwan still knew her own limitations.
Song Wanwan looked into his pair of warm and angry black eyes, which were as dark and deep as the sea.
The bright light and shadow from the kitchen spread over him. His short hair was half dry, and he had lost his usual reserved aura.
But that handsome face, as perfect as a diamond cut, was filled with a hint of anger, which was obvious.
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