Chapter 1220
I'm afraid there will be a next time, next time!
Chapter 1220 I'm afraid there will be a next time, next time!
It wasn't until they were far away that Feng Yu'an slowly stood up from the rear of the car, and then went to pick up the can of seasoning that was thrown out.
At this time, those security guards also arrived, looked at the car not far behind her with sirens still sounding, and asked, "Miss, what happened?"
Feng Yu'an raised the things in his hand, showing an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, but this one accidentally rolled out of the shopping bag and happened to bump into someone else's car."
She was harmless in appearance, plus she was young and had a good attitude of admitting mistakes, so the security guards naturally wouldn't care about her as a little girl.
"Be more careful when carrying things in the future."
"Yes, I will."
Feng Yu'an nodded slightly, put the seasoning back into the shopping bag, and turned to drive.
After getting into the car, the expression in her eyes gradually became serious.
Judging from the tone of the group of people just now, they seemed to be Percy's subordinates.
Percy believed that she was the murderer of his nephew, so naturally he would not let her go easily.
I didn't succeed this time, I'm afraid there will be a next time, next time!
Feng Yu'an drove back, thinking about what to do along the way.
If Percy has been unwilling to give up, if she acts alone in the future, she may encounter a situation like today at any time.
And now that Zuo Xiao is still injured, she doesn't want to bother him with such a trivial matter.
The best way is not to go out for the time being.
After returning to Zuo Xiao's private villa, she went straight into the kitchen with her shopping bags.
She remembered that when she was in China, if she was sick or injured, drinking chicken soup was the most nourishing.
So, today she bought a chicken to make chicken soup for Zuo Xiao.
After Zuo Xiao had breakfast, he only dealt with some urgent matters in the study.
After finishing the important things at hand, he got up and went downstairs.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I smelled a strong fragrance.
Zuo Xiao paused, turned to look at the kitchen, and then walked towards the kitchen.
In front of the stove, Feng Yu'an lifted the lid of the pot, filled a spoon with some soup and took a sip.
She hasn't cooked for a long time, and the stewed chicken soup tastes quite good.
Satisfied with turning off the fire, Feng Yu'an poured out the chicken soup.
Zuo Xiao stood at the door of the kitchen, watching her busy, with a faint smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
Feng Yu'an was holding the chicken soup, and when he turned around, he saw a tall man standing at the door.
She looked at his posture leaning against the door frame, and couldn't help but startled, not knowing how long he had been looking there.
Thinking of this, Feng Yu'an felt a little uncomfortable.
She coughed lightly, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "The meal is ready, come and eat."
Zuo Xiao glanced at her, the corners of his lips parted slightly, and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
With her cooking today, he kindly gave the chef a vacation.
Feng Yu'an shook his head, "No, just sit in the restaurant."
He is now a wounded person, how dare she ask him to help?
If the wound is involved again, maybe he will come up with some tricks to ask her to make up for it!
Zuo Xiao didn't insist either, and followed her to the dining table.
After Feng Yu'an put down the chicken soup, he went to bring out the dishes.
She pointed to the two dishes and one soup on the table, and said to the man sitting in the main seat, "Just the two of us, we couldn't eat too much, so I just cooked two dishes at random."
A dish of sweet and sour pork ribs, a dish of celery lily, paired with fragrant chicken soup, it looks like it will whet your appetite.
Zuo Xiao was also a little hungry, and was about to eat, but found a pair of chopsticks in his hand.
He couldn't help frowning, and looked up at the person sitting next to him, "Where's my tableware?"
(End of this chapter)
It wasn't until they were far away that Feng Yu'an slowly stood up from the rear of the car, and then went to pick up the can of seasoning that was thrown out.
At this time, those security guards also arrived, looked at the car not far behind her with sirens still sounding, and asked, "Miss, what happened?"
Feng Yu'an raised the things in his hand, showing an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, but this one accidentally rolled out of the shopping bag and happened to bump into someone else's car."
She was harmless in appearance, plus she was young and had a good attitude of admitting mistakes, so the security guards naturally wouldn't care about her as a little girl.
"Be more careful when carrying things in the future."
"Yes, I will."
Feng Yu'an nodded slightly, put the seasoning back into the shopping bag, and turned to drive.
After getting into the car, the expression in her eyes gradually became serious.
Judging from the tone of the group of people just now, they seemed to be Percy's subordinates.
Percy believed that she was the murderer of his nephew, so naturally he would not let her go easily.
I didn't succeed this time, I'm afraid there will be a next time, next time!
Feng Yu'an drove back, thinking about what to do along the way.
If Percy has been unwilling to give up, if she acts alone in the future, she may encounter a situation like today at any time.
And now that Zuo Xiao is still injured, she doesn't want to bother him with such a trivial matter.
The best way is not to go out for the time being.
After returning to Zuo Xiao's private villa, she went straight into the kitchen with her shopping bags.
She remembered that when she was in China, if she was sick or injured, drinking chicken soup was the most nourishing.
So, today she bought a chicken to make chicken soup for Zuo Xiao.
After Zuo Xiao had breakfast, he only dealt with some urgent matters in the study.
After finishing the important things at hand, he got up and went downstairs.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I smelled a strong fragrance.
Zuo Xiao paused, turned to look at the kitchen, and then walked towards the kitchen.
In front of the stove, Feng Yu'an lifted the lid of the pot, filled a spoon with some soup and took a sip.
She hasn't cooked for a long time, and the stewed chicken soup tastes quite good.
Satisfied with turning off the fire, Feng Yu'an poured out the chicken soup.
Zuo Xiao stood at the door of the kitchen, watching her busy, with a faint smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
Feng Yu'an was holding the chicken soup, and when he turned around, he saw a tall man standing at the door.
She looked at his posture leaning against the door frame, and couldn't help but startled, not knowing how long he had been looking there.
Thinking of this, Feng Yu'an felt a little uncomfortable.
She coughed lightly, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "The meal is ready, come and eat."
Zuo Xiao glanced at her, the corners of his lips parted slightly, and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
With her cooking today, he kindly gave the chef a vacation.
Feng Yu'an shook his head, "No, just sit in the restaurant."
He is now a wounded person, how dare she ask him to help?
If the wound is involved again, maybe he will come up with some tricks to ask her to make up for it!
Zuo Xiao didn't insist either, and followed her to the dining table.
After Feng Yu'an put down the chicken soup, he went to bring out the dishes.
She pointed to the two dishes and one soup on the table, and said to the man sitting in the main seat, "Just the two of us, we couldn't eat too much, so I just cooked two dishes at random."
A dish of sweet and sour pork ribs, a dish of celery lily, paired with fragrant chicken soup, it looks like it will whet your appetite.
Zuo Xiao was also a little hungry, and was about to eat, but found a pair of chopsticks in his hand.
He couldn't help frowning, and looked up at the person sitting next to him, "Where's my tableware?"
(End of this chapter)