An Xia took out a small spoon and took a bite. She was immediately excited. The taste was so good. Even in Western restaurants, there is no such authentic taste.
"The young master has never brought a girl back. He didn't even bring his fiancée back for me to see. An'an, you must be someone the young master values."
"Sister Ju, your young master is..." She suddenly had an idea and her face turned dark.
Emperor Yan.
She was eaten by Yan Shaodi again, and that bastard took advantage of her unconsciousness to eat her dry and wipe her clean. After eating, she was not seen. What did it mean?
Sister Ju looked at the words and said, "What's wrong? My young master bullied you? If he bullies you, tell me and I will help you teach him a lesson."
She shook her head repeatedly and said awkwardly: "No, no." How dare she tell the truth? What if Sister Ju poisons the dessert next time?
At this moment, I suddenly felt that the caramel pudding was a bit tasteless.
Sister Ju said, "The young master has told me that you are going to the hospital to visit your friend in the evening. Don't worry An'an. I have prepared your friend's meals and soup. They are all relatively light. You don't need to go out and buy anything else. And
Yeah, take this caramel pudding to the hospital and give it to your friend."
Xiaoya likes desserts the most, especially caramel pudding. Unfortunately, An Xia has never been willing to spend money to buy an oven.
"Thank you, Sister Ju." She thanked her sincerely, not wanting to reject Sister Ju's kindness, or rather Yan Shaodi's kindness.
Such meals are much healthier than those in the hospital, and they are also better for Xiaoya's health.
Sister Ju said: "You're welcome. This is the young master's explanation. However, your friend is in hospital and you, a girl, have to go to work. How about I cook and bring it to you every day, so that you don't have to worry about what to feed her?"
This suggestion is certainly good, but it is too troublesome, not to mention that Sister Ju is still Yan Shaodi's person.
However, when she thought of Sister Ju's craftsmanship, An Xia felt itchy and couldn't say no. It was so exciting. I believe Xiaoya would eagerly agree.
Damn it, why does Yan Shaodi have such kind people around him?
She was so conflicted in her heart that she still didn't understand what happened last night, why she was here, why she was eaten by him, and the incomprehensible dream.
Where is Mr. God? An Yingying has repeatedly warned her not to offend that customer. Today is not the weekend and she won't go to work all day. Why doesn't anyone call her?
Although Qingzi didn't dare to be too friendly with her, she would still inform her of any news in the company.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when Sister Ju asked her husband to take An Xia to the hospital.
The gauze on Xiaoya's head has been removed, and the casts on her hands and feet have also been removed today.
Fortunately, it was just a fracture. Otherwise, he would have to stay in the hospital for at least several months before being discharged. In addition, the strange doctor's medical skills were so good that he said there would be no scars after he was discharged.
In just half a month, Xiaoya has lost a lot of weight and her face is horribly pale. Fortunately, her eyes still have some energy.
"An'an, why did you come here so early today?"
An Xia's heart ached again. If it wasn't for protecting her, Xiaoya wouldn't be hurt like this.
She smiled hard: "I brought a lot of delicious food."
Xiaoya smiled brightly: "Okay, I'm afraid of eating something light every day. I really want to eat caramel pudding."
An Xia smiled even more happily: "I brought caramel pudding to see how well I understand you."