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n54 It Won’t Hurt If You Blow On It

nThe sweetness made him feel a little dizzy. Although he didn’t feel like vomiting, it was like eating too much fatty meat. It felt uncomfortable.

nHe took a tissue and spat it out while he wiped his mouth. Then he took a bottle of mineral water and gulped down most of it. He was finally comfortable.

n“Do you want more?” Le Yao had already eaten two pieces and was continuing. “I took two boxes. And a box of sweetheart cakes. They’re still warm. They must have just been baked…”

n“Thank you, but no.” Shen Yi hurriedly shook his head. Sure enough, he still couldn’t eat sweets, but that piece of tiramisu from before… Perhaps he could eat what Ms. Han made?

nHowever, when this thought came out, he felt that it was strange. Anyways, he was not in a hurry. In any case, he would be working for Ms. Han. He could verify it in time to come.

nLe Yao had just returned to Lijing Apartments when Qiao Qiao called. “How did it go?”

n“In one piece.” Le Yao smiled. “Where are you?”

n“On the way back from the airport. Be home in ten minutes,” Qiao Qiao said, and hung up.

nLe Yao went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Jiang Xiaohui had gone to the Imperial Capital today, and Qiao Qiao was going to send him off.

nTen minutes later, Qiao Qiao returned in style, swinging her heels as she entered. She didn’t even have time to put on her slippers before she rushed over. “Tell me quickly.”

n“There’s no hurry.” Le Yao brought out the prepared cola chicken wings. “Go change your clothes and wash your hands first. We’ll talk while eating.”

n“Sure.” Qiao Qiao smiled and hurried back to her room and came back out quickly, all changed. “Coming.”

nLe Yao didn’t hide anything and told her everything that had happened. “How is it? I didn’t embarrass you, did I?”

n“Great performance.” Qiao Qiao blew her a kiss.

n“My hand hurts.” Le Yao pursed her lips and looked aggrieved.

n“Here, huff, huff, it won’t hurt anymore.” Qiao Qiao pulled her hand over and blew on it twice. “Remember to bring a shoehorn or an itchy scratch with you in the future. Don’t use your hands. You have to make gourmet food with those hands.”

n“Okay.” Le Yao nodded with a smile. She felt that she also had the potential to make top-grade Biluochun.

n“This scene you caused will probably go online.” Qiao Qiao hurriedly pulled out her cell phone.

n“Not so fast, right?” Le Yao took a sip of soup and didn’t seem to mind.

n“The gossip of rich families is sometimes more attractive than the news of celebrities.” Qiao Qiao flipped the phone to show Le Yao. “Of course, such news is faster. Look, it’s here, isn’t it? But fortunately, they only took a picture of your back.”

nLe Yao looked at it. Sure enough, there was a slightly blurry photo. It was a little difficult for her to recognize herself. Someone had obviously taken it with their phone in a hurry.

nHowever, the title was quite interesting: An abandoned woman from a wealthy family. Her situation was a little tragic.

nThe content was neither exaggerated nor slandered. It was completely objective. They did not even express their opinion. It was purely for entertainment.

nThere were already more than eight hundred comments.

nThe netizens’ comments were varied. Some said that Han Binglan deserved it, some said that Han Binglan was pitiful, and some even analyzed why Han Guosheng treated his daughter like this.

nOne of the comments by a netizen named “King of Jump” was very deep. Not only did he comment on the situation of today’s banquet, but he also connected it to the human trafficking case that caused a sensation back then. He guessed that there was probably something else going on with Ms. Han’s disappearance.

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