107: C107 He Doesn't Care

C107 He Doesn't Care

As night fell, Xia Ling went straight to the kitchen as soon as she returned to the villa.

She had promised someone that she would make cake for him, so she could not go back on her word.

"Young Madam, you want to make cake? Do you need my help?"

Mrs Zhang saw Xia Ling rushing into the kitchen without even eating and asked with a smile.

" No need, Mrs Zhang, I can do it. "

She did not need other people's help. She wanted to personally make a cake to calm someone down.

"Okay. Who is Young Madam making a cake for?" Mrs Zhang asked again.

"It's your Second Young Master. I smashed his head, so I made a cake to apologize to him."

Xia Ling answered Mrs Zhang as she busied herself.

"So that's how it is. Young Madam is thoughtful."

Mrs Zhang understood and turned to leave the kitchen to report to the old mistress every day.

In the kitchen. Xia Ling was concentrating on making the cake. An hour later, looking at her own masterpiece, she could not help but smile.

It was a success. She only hoped that when someone came back and saw the cake that she personally made, her anger would dissipate.

Her almond eyes turned and Xia Ling took out her phone to take a picture of the cake.

Flipping over someone's WeChat profile picture, Xia Ling pursed her lips and sent out the picture of the cake that she had just taken.

This seemed to be the first time she used her phone to contact him.

She was a little excited and a little nervous.

The picture was sent out and Xia Ling typed another line of words.

"Second Young Master Fu, the cake you want to eat, I made it myself!"

There was some sweat on her back. Xia Ling stared at the screen without blinking, wanting to see someone's reaction.

Time passed minute by minute, but the other party did not respond.

En?

Busy?

Didn't you see the message she sent?

Xia Ling pursed her red lips and continued to send a message.

"Second Young Master Fu, will you come to the villa tonight? The cake won't be fresh after a night."

A few minutes later, there was still no response from the phone.

Xia Ling pouted and put the phone aside in disappointment. She supported her cheek and looked at her masterpiece in a daze.

Second Young Master Fu, can you reply when you see the message?

On the other side, in the private room of the restaurant.

Fu Yuntine lazily sat on the sofa, one hand turning the wine glass, and the other holding the phone looking at the words on it. His sexy thin lips slightly parted, and he lightly snorted.0

She still remembered what she promised him?

But now, he did not care!

A woman who always thought of other men in her heart, why did Fu Yuntine always care about her!

Throwing the phone to the side, Fu Yuntine drank a big mouthful of wine, letting the amber liquid flow down his throat, burning his heart and lungs.

"Yuntine, we haven't eaten yet. Drink less wine first."

Ji Linhan came in and sat beside him. She glanced at him and saw the WeChat message from Xia Ling.

Her almond eyes flashed slightly and under Ji Linhan's slightly lowered eyes, there was a flash of ruthlessness.

That man from last time was really useless. Why did he let this woman escape?

Useless people should disappear to avoid exposing themselves.

However, it seemed like Fu Yuntine and that woman had a bad relationship these past two days.

Otherwise, Fu Yuntine would not have stayed in the luxurious suite of the restaurant without returning to the villa.

Did something happen between them again?

"Brother."

Fu Xichen pushed the door open and came in. He teased, "You're not going back? The skills of the chefs here are not as good as Mrs Zhang's."

His big brother was still arguing with his sister-in-law?

But sister-in-law seems to know nothing.

If he didn't tell her the truth, she would be sulking like this again. Why bother?

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