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"If you do this, I'll get used to being lawless."

Lin Ange looked at Lu Yiyao and smiled coquettishly.

"I'm used to my women."

"You …"

Warmth filled Lin Ange's heart. At the same time, he felt a tinge of melancholy.

"Sigh …"

She sighed softly.

"What's wrong? "An'an."

"Lu Yiyao, I remember that you told me before." The heart of a husband and wife shall be sharp enough to shatter gold. '" "I actually hope that there are some things that we can face together, that we can act together …"

Lin Ange pursed her lips and said frankly.

"An An, don't think too much. There are some things I won't tell you, I just want you to stop worrying about. "

Lu Yiyao reached out his hand and caressed her pink cheeks.

His palm was warm and warm.

"Yes."

Lin Ange replied softly.

"An An, sleep for a while."

Lu Yiyao kissed her again.

"Alright."

At this moment, Lin Ange's eyelids were slightly heavy.

A nurse came over and put a pin in her. In a moment she was asleep.

When Lu Yiyao saw her asleep, he went to the small kitchen to make soup. Halfway through, Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng came over.

"Little uncle …"

"Director Lu …"

They stood in the doorway of the kitchenette and greeted him in a low voice.

"Gong Nanling, why are you guys here again?"

Lu Yiyao turned his head and glanced at them before starting to get busy again.

"Isn't it almost time for dinner?"

Gong Nanling dared to joke.

His body was recovering gradually, and he was still under observation.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, he had become a bit fatter, and his weight was almost the same as before when he went to the Chenghai.

"You're punctual for getting food?!"

Lu Yiyao didn't even look at him, and directly 'gobbled him down'.

"Didn't I not eat for a long time? "So …"

Gong Nanling deliberately swallowed his saliva and raised his rebellious eyebrows.

"I'm not prepared."

Lu Yiyao pressed the switch on the cooker, wiped his hands, and glanced at him.

"Eh …"

Gong Nanling was stunned for a moment and then smiled.

"Little Uncle, can Little Aunt finish such a big pot by herself? "Besides, I'm sick now and I need some rest …"

"Gu Mengmeng, how did you take care of him?!"

Lu Yiyao didn't reply to him. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked Gu Mengmeng.

"I …"

Gu Mengmeng's ears suddenly turned red when she was shot. She didn't know what to say.

"No, uncle, this has nothing to do with her. I just want to …"

Gong Nanling hurriedly 'maintained' Gu Mengmeng.

"…"

Lu Yiyao's lips twitched unnoticeably as he walked towards the living room.

Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng also walked over.

"Little Uncle, how is Little Aunt?"

"Didn't you come to visit this morning?"

Lu Yiyao crossed his legs and looked at his phone.

Work, life, both of them.

"Can we go in and see her?"

Gong Nanling and Gu Mengmeng looked at him expectantly.

"She's asleep."

Lu Yiyao opened his phone's email and started checking the messages.

"He fell asleep …"

Gong Nanling glanced at Gu Mengmeng, who signaled to him, "Retreat?"

"Mengmeng, since Little Aunt is asleep, let's wait?"

Unexpectedly, Gong Nanling pulled her and sat on the guest sofa.

"Shall we go?"

When Gu Mengmeng saw Lu Yiyao's cold expression, she tilted her head and whispered.

"Let's wait for a while. There's nothing to do when we return …"

A hint of a smile flashed across Gong Nanling's eyes.

"You …"

Gu Mengmeng sneaked a glance at Lu Yiyao and felt chills run down her spine.

Lu Yiyao replied to the email and ignored them. He also didn't force them away.

The two of them sat there, bored.

"Gong Nanling, you haven't taken the noon medicine? Why don't we take some medicine before coming over? "

Gu Mengmeng whispered again.

"Didn't you just eat it before coming here?"

Gong Nanling opened his eyes wide and asked in confusion.

"I missed a pill."

Gu Mengmeng tugged at his clothes.

At this moment, a burst of fragrance drifted out from the kitchen. Gong Nanling couldn't help but lick his lips.

"It's fine, we'll eat later when we get back …"

"You …"

Gu Mengmeng was speechless. If he didn't leave, she wouldn't be able to leave. Biddy Nai, she also took out her cell phone and looked for a novel to read.

"Ahh, you guys …"

Gong Nanling didn't bring his phone over. He looked around and saw that they all had cell phones in their hands. He frowned. He could only grab the coffee table and read a magazine.

Finance magazine.

He casually flipped through it a few times and felt a bit dizzy.

Just as he was about to close it, he suddenly saw a character interview.

"Lord of the Ruling of One City — — Interview with the President of Li City, 'the Gu's'"

"Gu Anhe?"

Gong Nanling's rebellious eyebrows scrunched up as he let out a sound of ridicule.

"How could he be in such a high-end magazine? Heh … Does this magazine not want to operate? "

Gu Mengmeng, who was reading a novel, couldn't help but look over when she heard the name 'Gu Anhe'.

"What did you say?"

"Hur hur, how much did Gu Anhe pay the magazine?"

Gong Nanling said in disdain.

"Hmm?"

Gu Mengmeng leaned over and frowned at the magazine in his hand.

On the left, the entire page was filled with photos of Gu Anhe.

This photo, was exactly the same as the one that appeared in Yunjing No.1 promotional video.

With a single glance, he truly did have an extraordinary aura, as if he was a successful upper class individual.

Gu Mengmeng looked at his face and her white face slowly tightened up. Fury boiled in her almond eyes.

Although the injury on her ankle and wrist had healed, the psychological impact Gu Anhe had on her was not reduced in the slightest.

"Forced cleaning? Can he wash it? "

After Gong Nanling finished reading the interview, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"He's just a piece of scum …"

Gu Mengmeng agreed with an angry tone.

"Mengmeng?"

Gong Nanling turned his head and looked at her.

"You …"

He still didn't know that Gu Anhe kidnapped Gu Mengmeng.

"What's wrong with me?"

Gu Mengmeng narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Why do I feel that you are even more angry than I am?"

Gong Nanling asked in confusion.

"Gong Nanling, why haven't you left yet?"

Lu Yiyao, who was silent for a long time, finally raised his head and cast a sidelong glance at Gong Nanling.

"Me? "Hmm?"

Gong Nanling did not expect that Lu Yiyao would not give him any face and a trace of awkwardness appeared on his face.

"…"

Seeing this, Gu Mengmeng hurriedly stood up. Ye Zichen also pulled Gong Nanling over.

"Little uncle, I'm hungry …"

Gong Nanling didn't move from his seat. He pulled Gu Mengmeng back and made her sit down.

"What has it got to do with me?"

Lu Yiyao stretched out his hand, snatched over the magazine in his hand and started reading the interview of Gu Anhe's character.

"Little uncle, I really want to eat something you can cook today …"1

Gong Nanling started to act coquettishly.

Gu Mengmeng was too embarrassed to look at him. She turned around and used her hand to cover her face.

"F * ck off."

Lu Yiyao's thin lips slightly opened as he coldly spat out a word.

"Little uncle, you're really heartless …"

Before Gong Nanling could finish his words, Ding Mo walked in.

"CEO, something big has happened …"

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