At the same time, in a corner of the villa, a sneaky figure squatted down and dialed someone's phone.

"Yes, I have followed Mr. Luo to Zhao bingyue's hiding place. What should I do next?"

The person on the phone didn't know what to say. The shadow said something clear and hung up.

The night fell into tranquility again. Outside Zhao bingyue's house, Luo Huasheng was still there. In the house, Zhao bingyue was still sleepless, lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

When the dawn was getting brighter, Zhao bingyue slowly fell asleep.

At dawn, summary and Xiaochen got up one after another. Xiaochen, who was too hungry, wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

"Aunt."

With her back to her cooking aunt, her hand shook, as if she was frightened by her sudden appearance.

"What's the matter?" Xiaochen looked at her puzzled.

The aunt still turned her back and shook her head: "it's all right."

Xiaochen looked at his aunt more. She always felt that today's kitchen aunt seemed to be a little thinner?

"Is breakfast ready? I'm starving. "

Seeing the hot noodles on the table all night, Xiao Chen's eyes lit up and wanted to eat: "great, the noodles made today are so delicious."

"This bowl of noodles is not for you." One hand crossed over, blocked Xiaochen in front of her, and then brought her another bowl, "eat this. It was specially made for pregnant women that night."

Aunt's tone was a little harsh. She never turned her head and turned her back to her.

"Please send it to Miss Zhao by the way."

"Mr. Zhao, she is sleeping." Xiao Chen subconsciously explained that Zhao Zongping got up very late.

Aunt ignored her and continued to tidy up the stove with her back to her. Xiaochen didn't know what had happened. She stuck out her tongue and went out with Zhao bingyue's bowl.

When Xiaochen came out of the kitchen, she met a summary. When she saw two bowls of hot noodles in her hand, she brightened her eyes and walked over: "did you bring them for me? Why is it so good today? "

"I think too much. This is the pregnant woman's meal made by my kitchen aunt for president Zhao. You have to take it yourself."

The summary still helped Xiaochen bring it over and put it on the table: "but president Zhao hasn't got up yet. She always sleeps very late."

Xiao Chen looked at the time: "it's almost the same. Zhao is more self disciplined than us."

"That's true." The summary was greedy for two bowls of noodles and was about to drool. "President Zhao's noodles should be eaten after she wakes up. I'll go to the kitchen to bring my own."

They couldn't help sighing in their hearts. It's good to live in a big villa with president Zhao. They are served both food and drink.

After a while, Nancy Rong also yawned down, saw the two people who had finished their noodles, looked at another bowl of noodles on the table, sat down and began to eat.

"Mr. Nan." The summary quickly stopped him. "This bowl of noodles is for pregnant women left by president Zhao, not for you."

"Yes, Mr. Luo." Xiao Chen bit his chopsticks and looked at Nan Sirong with a smile.

She didn't dare to have any ideas about Nansi Rong, but it didn't mean she would hide from him. She felt that it was very comfortable to get along naturally.

"What about mine?" Asked Nancy Rong.

Summary and Xiaochen shook their heads and looked at him innocently. Nansirong had to go to the kitchen. As a result, the kitchen was empty. There was nothing else except the pot that had been cooked.

"Where's my face?" Nancy Rong came out and looked at them bitterly. "Don't tell me, you only cooked your own."

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