After getting dressed and walking out of the bedroom, the smell of food wafted up.
Allen was wearing an apron and making breakfast for her in the open kitchen.
Allen is a meticulous and extremely romantic man. Every day, he either cooks breakfast for her or goes to her favorite store to buy it for her.
For ordinary women, such a man is absolutely impossible to find even with a lantern.
It's a pity that she, Zheng Tianai, is not an ordinary woman.
Walking over, she saw that there was a lot of food on the table, including ham sandwiches, fruit salad, and milk cereal.
"Tian Ai, you eat first, the double-hearted omelette will be ready soon." Allen was busy frying the eggs and asked her to sit down.
Zheng Tianai smiled slightly, pulled out the chair and sat down, took a sip of milk cereal, and opened the morning newspaper next to her.
Usually, she only reads the economic version.
But today I don’t know why, but when I opened it, it was the entertainment section, and the entertainment headlines were very tempting.
[Popular star Xiao Xueqing’s new play is expected to participate in Cannes Film Festival]
With a "pop!" sound, she closed the newspaper in her hand, feeling furious in her heart.
Unexpectedly, she had spent so much money recently to find entertainment reporters to smear Xiao Xueqing, and the result was like this.
The good mood of the day was suddenly ruined by that dead guy.
Putting down the spoon in her hand, she stood up suddenly and said to Allen: "Today's breakfast was terrible. I want this kind of cereal and this kind of milk."
Allen turned his head, looked at her in surprise, and said, "You have been eating this for a long time, why do you suddenly not like it?"
"People will change. Please, please don't make any double-hearted eggs in the future. Every time you throw two eggs in an iron frame and deliberately make a double-hearted look, it looks very artificial, very hypocritical, and very...
Fake! I like to eat natural things, not this artificial stuff!" After saying that, Zheng Tianai threw away the tablecloth in his hand and walked out of the apartment without looking back.
As soon as she started the car, her cell phone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was a phone number she didn't recognize.
After pressing the answer button, Xiao Xueqing's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Miss Zheng, how are you?"
"Xiao Xueqing? How did you know my mobile phone number?" she asked in surprise.
"Ms. Zheng, don't worry about how I got your number. I have something urgent to ask you. Can we meet?"