Qiao Ange washed his face and went downstairs.

After Pei Yi left, she found that the clothes he took off were stained with sweat.

Thinking about the sound of his voice that morning, she realized that he had a fever.

It's been a week and I don't know if he's recovered.

She found his WeChat account, typed a line of text, thought about it and deleted it.

After all, she had nothing to do with him, not even friends.

Why bother with this?

Li Yuan and Qiao Ange have become familiar with each other these days, and they always eat next to her.

"Sister Qiao, the new Master Xiao Qin has been looking at you." Li Yuan came over and whispered with a smile.

Qiao Ange turned to look at the back kitchen. The man Li Yuan was talking about was named Qin Zhe. He had just been here for two or three days and heard that he was Master Cao's nephew.

"While I'm eating, I'm the only one looking at me."

"I was really staring at you just now." Li Yuan turned her head again, as if she wanted to find evidence to prove that she was right.

Qiao Ange quickly turned her body around and begged for mercy: "Look, I know, don't look over there anymore."

"Master Xiao Qin is very handsome and has a good figure. And I heard that his family also owns a restaurant. He comes to us just to study." Xiao Lu also followed suit, "You two are about the same age, both talented and good-looking.

, I think it’s really appropriate.”

"Go and get whoever you like, don't involve me." Qiao Ange stood up and took the lunch box to wash.

Master Cao passed by the pool and said to her: "Xiao Qiao, we are trying new dishes tonight. Remember to come over."

"Oh." Qiao Ange turned around and saw that Master Cao had walked away.

Since he became the head chef, talking to Qiao Ange seems to be less enthusiastic than before.

But Qiao Ange understood that he was afraid that those people would gossip about her.

After changing clothes and taking out the things he had bought before from the locker, Qiao Ange did not go back to where he lived, but took a taxi to Wanjing Fuyuan.

Ling Shuang opened the door and was slightly surprised to see it was her: "Xiao Qiao?"

"Sister Lingshuang," Qiao Ange said with some guilt, "I'm here to see Xiaotuanzi."

"Come in quickly." Ling Shuang let her in and turned around to hug her daughter who was crawling all over the floor. "Tuanzi, Aunt Xiao Qiao is here to see you."

Qiao Ange went in and saw that Song Chengxi was also there. He was sitting on a chair in the corner reading a book. Just now, Tuanzi was crawling around at his feet.

"Master Xi." Qiao Ange greeted cautiously.

Song Chengxi only hummed without raising his head.

"Come and sit." Ling Shuang said to Qiao Ange as she sat on the sofa holding the dumplings.

Qiao Ange put down the gift box in his hand: "Toy bought for Tuanzi."

"You don't have to buy things every time you come here. It's too foreign." Although the relationship between them is a bit complicated, they have known each other for many years.

"I..." Qiao Ange was sincere in buying things for her children, but she did come with a purpose. Once she opened her mouth, the words she said when entering the door seemed particularly hypocritical.

How could Ling Shuang not understand what she was thinking and just said softly: "He didn't contact me either."

"Yeah." Qiao Ange lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it for fear that he would burst into tears when he saw Ling Shuang's sympathetic eyes.

"Xiao Qiao," Ling Shuang patted her shoulder, "from my standpoint, I probably shouldn't say this to you, but I only say it as a friend. You know him better than anyone else. He left.
Chapter completed!