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"Madam, Young Master Jun ordered me to see you off." The driver got out of the car and said respectfully.

An Xiaoxiao sat in the car, the smile on her face never stopped. The driver looked at him nervously. No one else knew what happened last night, but he knew it very well. Thinking of the fate of those people, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

An Xiaoxiao noticed that the driver kept looking at her, and frowned. It was her action that made the driver panic and almost hit a tree.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The driver didn't dare to raise his head, and kept saying these words. Seeing him like this, An Xiaoxiao asked in puzzlement, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No."

"Why don't you look up at me?"

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's words, the driver raised his head, looked at her, and looked like he was about to cry, "Ma'am, I really didn't mean it."

"Forget it this time, and concentrate on driving in the future."

The driver relaxed, but when he thought of Jun Mohan, he looked at An Xiaoxiao hesitantly, "Madam, can you not tell Young Master Jun?"

"it is good."

An Xiaoxiao agreed immediately, and then said: "If you don't have anything to do, hurry up and drive, I have something to do."

"Oh, yes, ma'am."

The driver never expected An Xiaoxiao to have such a good temper, and he was very grateful. Seeing the driver like this, An Xiaoxiao gave a wry smile. She was also like this when she was working and studying, so she understood their feelings very well.

Soon, An Xiaoxiao arrived at Wutong's apartment, opened the door, and saw her sitting on the sofa wrapped in a quilt, her nose stuffed with paper, looking at her pitifully.

"Xiaoxiao, I thought you abandoned me. If you don't come, I will really cry."

"Okay, didn't I come here? Did you see a doctor?"

As An Xiaoxiao said, she stretched out her hand and stroked Wutong's forehead. Fortunately, it wasn't hot. It seemed that she just had a cold.

Wutong rubbed hard and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry."

"Miss, what do you want to eat, tell me?"

Hearing this, Wutong looked at An Xiaoxiao with radiant eyes, almost drooling, and said the recipe he had thought up.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, small fish in vinegar, spicy hot pot, and, most importantly, I want to eat spicy crayfish."

An Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, and looked at Wutong with disgust, "You are still sick, eat something lighter, just porridge and vegetables."

"An Xiaoxiao, I got sick because of you. I'm a sick person, so you have to make it up to me. I want to eat these. Otherwise, I'll break up with you."

When Wu Tong heard that the dish he wanted was not for him, he immediately became furious, stood up from the sofa, and glared at An Xiaoxiao.

An Xiaoxiao sighed, "I give in to you, if your cold gets worse, don't look for me."

Seeing the back figure walking towards the kitchen, Wu Tong smiled proudly and shouted: "Xiaoxiao, didn't your president ask you anything?"

"No." An Xiaoxiao responded in the kitchen and continued picking vegetables.

Wu Tong frowned, according to Jun Mohan's cannibalistic jealousy last night, it was impossible not to ask, could it be that she misunderstood, or Xiaoxiao told him, forget it, don't want to, I will have a good meal later .

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Wutong came down wrapped in a quilt. When he opened the door, he was shocked. There was a dining table outside the door, which was full of exquisite dishes, which made people's index fingers move.