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Ring, ring, ring.

Lin Ange's cell phone rang.

She was shocked and wondered if it was Lu Yiyao. He stood up too quickly and felt a bit dizzy. It was pitch black in front of his eyes. He could not see anything.

He blinked and waited for the darkness to fade away before he walked into the house.

He took the phone and looked at it.

Gong Nanling?

The one who called was not Lu Yiyao, but Gong Nanling.

She quickly opened her phone's screen. Before she could say anything, Gong Nanling's slightly hoarse voice came over.

"Little Aunt, it's me …"

"Gong Nanling, it's so late, why are you calling?"

"Little Aunt, I already know about Meng Meng's matter. "I'm very worried about her now …"

Gong Nanling's voice sounded a little tired, but also a little helpless.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine, don't worry."

"Little Aunt, don't lie to me. The accident was so tragic, how could she be fine?"

"Mengmeng's really fine. I just came back from the hospital …"

Lin Ange said this without much confidence. In the end, she didn't personally visit Gu Mengmeng at the hospital, so she wasn't too sure about the actual situation either.

"Little Aunt, I know you're like my uncle and don't want me to worry, but I really can't relax …"

Perhaps the two of them had been good friends since they were young, Gong Nanling wasn't that reserved when talking to her.

"Gong Nanling, believe me. Gu Mengmeng was fine, it was just a scratch. Even the doctors felt very lucky. "

"Little Aunt, you're really not lying to me?"

Gong Nanling saw that there was no trace of panic in Lin Ange's voice and her tone was calm. Although she was still worried about Gu Mengmeng, her unease was slightly alleviated.

"Gong Nanling, when did I lie to you?"

Lin Ange emphasized her tone, seeming to be slightly angry as she spoke.

"Little Aunt, I don't have any other intentions. I'm just worried about Mengmeng …"

Gong Nanling held onto the window with one hand and looked outside.

Compared to the Yunjing, the center was much behind. Whether in urban development or in other areas.

The neon light at night was much dimmer than the Yunjing.

"Gong Nanling, I understand your feelings. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of her …"

Lin Ange pursed her lips and continued to console him.

Bada.

The bedroom door opened from the outside and Lu Yiyao, who was covered in cold sweat, appeared at the door.

"You're back …"

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Ange subconsciously turned around and saw a familiar figure with a arrogant expression on her face.

"Mm …"

Lu Yiyao walked in and saw that she was talking on the phone, so he didn't say anything.

"Little uncle …"

Gong Nanling was stunned for a moment and a trace of nervousness flitted across his heart.

"Little Aunt, then let's do this first …"

"Alright."

Lin Ange retracted her phone and placed it on the Small Round Table in the room.

"Have you eaten?"

"Nope."

Lu Yiyao shook his head lightly.

After he entered, he specifically asked Nanny Wang. Nanny Wang told him that Lin Ange basically didn't eat at night.

"I'll go downstairs and do it for you …"

With that, Lin Ange walked towards the door.

"An An, just some noodles will do."

Lu Yiyao, for the first time, did not stop her and said warmly.

"Alright."

Lin Ange didn't know why, but once she saw him, she would feel much better.

Lu Yiyao hurriedly took out his clothes to take a bath, then returned from the Helan Family's mausoleum garden, his body carrying an 'inexplicable' chill.

Lin Ange went downstairs and headed for the kitchen.

The light was still on in the kitchen, and Nanny Wang was making chicken stew.

"Nanny Wang, what's going on?"

"Youngest Miss, I saw that you didn't eat anything for dinner, so I thought I'd boil some chicken juice porridge for you."

Nanny Wang said kindly.

"Go rest, I'll do it myself."

With that, Lin Ange rolled up her sleeves, took the small flowered apron and tied it.

"Youngest Miss, let me do it …"

Why would Nanny Wang let her do it?

"Lu Yiyao also hasn't eaten. I'll cook a bowl of noodles for him."

Lin Ange opened the cabinet and took out the noodles.

"Young uncle-in-law wants to eat noodles, I can make it." "Youngest Miss, why don't I give you a bowl of noodles instead?"

"Cousin …"

Before Lin Ange could reply, Sister Zhou had suddenly appeared at the door and called out to her in a low voice.

"Hmm?"

Nanny Wang turned around and saw Sister Zhou giving her a fierce look. After pausing for a moment, he suddenly came to a realization.

"Youngest Miss, be careful. Don't get burned."

"Nanny Wang, don't worry."

Lin Ange brought out a stainless steel pot and started boiling water.

"Then I'll head back to my room first …"

The kind-looking Nanny Wang was still worried. Lin Ange was someone she had seen growing up since she was young. Helan Miao, his wife, and Helan Jing had grown up in her hands. When had she ever done this before?

"Alright. "Oh right, Nanny Wang, take a bath before you go to bed."

Not long ago, Lin Ange bought Nanny Wang and Sister Zhou each a temperature control feet bubble. They were extremely happy.

"Alright …"

For some reason, the corner of Nanny Wang's eyes slightly turned moist. She was worried that Lin Ange would discover her, so she turned around and walked towards the kitchen door.

Sister Zhou whispered as she held her hand.

"Cousin, what happened to you?"

"If the old master and young mistress were still here, they would definitely blame me …"

Nanny Wang wiped the corner of her eyes, her eyes slightly red.

"Oh, why should they blame you? If they see that Young Mistress and Young Master are so close, they would definitely be very happy. "

"But my Youngest Miss, when did she ever do this when her ten fingers were not touched by the Yang Spring Water?" "I'm really worried …"

"Cousin, I've seen Young Mistress cook. It's not bad."

"Really?"

"Really. Don't worry. "Let's not bother them any longer, let's go …"

Sister Zhou laughed.

"Alright, let's go …"

Nanny Wang turned around and looked at the kitchen again.

"Cousin, don't worry …"

Sister Zhou supported Nanny Wang back to the servants' room. After soaking their feet in the hot water, the two of them went to bed early.

Lin Ange originally wanted to make tomato and egg noodles, but after seeing the chicken soup simmering on the stove, she decided to make chicken sauce and noodles.0

He took a bamboo shoot from the fridge and put it in the chicken soup. Then he took the scallion and chopped it into pieces.

The water boiled, the noodles were put away, the chopsticks were taken and stirred slowly.

Lu Yiyao went downstairs after showering. He had just finished cooking the noodles. Lin Ange was carrying the insulated gloves to the dining table.

"An An, let me …"

Lu Yiyao quickly walked in and called out to her.

"You carry that bowl."

Lin Ange softly said as she tugged on Liu Ye's eyebrows.

"Go sit down."

Lu Yiyao reached out his hand, took the thermal gloves from her hand and kissed her forehead.

"I …"

"Go sit and listen."

Lu Yiyao put on the thermal gloves and said lovingly.

"Alright …"

Lin Ange couldn't stop him, so she had to walk to the dining table first.

He sat down and realized that he did not take any chopsticks. Just as he was about to stand up, Lu Yiyao walked over with two bowls of steaming hot noodles.

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