"When Miss Li wakes up, do you want to tell her that you sent her back?"

Li Jingchuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman lying on the sofa with a red face:

"No need."

"Just say that she was sent back by her colleagues."

The man took another deep look at Li Yue and said, "She will have a headache after being hungover, so prepare some sobering soup for her."

After saying that, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and finally sighed deeply:

"I'll do it."

After saying these words, Li Jingchuan took off his tie, unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, and turned around and entered the kitchen.

He hasn't gone through the hangover soup for her yet.

When he made sobering soup for Bai Furou, Bai Furou secretly took a video of it with his mobile phone and sent it to Li Yue to show off.

He didn't know how she felt when she received the video.

In fact, that night, he thought that she would get hungover after drinking, so he went to make hangover soup.

Originally, he wanted Bai Luo to help deliver it to her, but when he was busy in the kitchen, Bai Furou saw it.

Therefore, the last bowl of hangover soup he made for her was not only not delivered to her, but also became a tool for Bai Furou to show off...

The man sighed, tied himself an apron, and began to work in the kitchen.

Li Yue was lying on the sofa, her eyes narrowed to a slit, and she quietly watched the man busy in the kitchen.

For some reason, Li Jingchuan tonight suddenly looked like someone she didn't recognize.

In the past, Li Jingchuan would not do anything for himself, let alone make hangover soup so diligently.

If Bai Furou hadn't called her on the way, she might have brainwashed herself and become paranoid that Li Jingchuan liked her.

But in fact...

Because of Bai Furou's phone call, everything he did for her now became a mocking joke.

Maybe Si Jincheng didn't lie to her.

Li Jingchuan may have really liked him once, but it was only once.

Everything he is doing now is probably to make up for the harm he has caused to her, so that he can feel a little more at ease when he thinks of her again in the future.

But in fact, how could it be possible that what he owed her could be compensated by such a small bowl of soup and one time of taking care of her?

Half an hour later, Li Jingchuan prepared the hangover soup and put it on the coffee table.

"Give her another ten minutes to drink, and the temperature will be just right."

Finally, after the man told Aluo, he put on his tie, picked up his coat and left.

Li Yue looked at his tall and straight back as he left and sighed deeply.

My heart felt like I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

After the sound of cars outside was gone, A Luo helped Li Yue get up and fed her the hangover soup.

Li Yue pretended that she had just sobered up and stood up. She neither asked A Luo who sent her back nor asked A Luo why the sobering soup tasted different today.

She got up and went back to the bedroom, sat in front of her desk, and covered her eyes with both hands to prevent her tears from falling.

In fact, she knew very well that even if Li Jingchuan did all this for her, he was still a scumbag and a man who protected Bai Furou.

However, she still felt sad for his short-term tenderness.

Taking a deep breath, she shook off the unnecessary thoughts in her head and planned to click on the computer to play a video to relieve her mood.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as I turned on the computer, I received an anonymous document in my mailbox.

Like the previous two anonymous emails, the sender of this anonymous email is still a string of garbled characters.

After a month, she finally received another anonymous email. Li Yue couldn't care less about her little sadness and quickly opened the email.

In the email, it was still the same as before, with unclear words:

"We're back."
Chapter completed!