, Gu Qingnian is still a carefree college student.But Gu Yawen has been struggling in the society for several years.

Although she has never been in contact with the place of fireworks, Gu Qingnian can also imagine how difficult it is to survive there.

Gu Yawen became the top card. It is not difficult to imagine how much she has suffered and suffered.I'm afraid she was pushed into this abyss of crime when she was still underage.

Gu Qingnian couldn't understand before, Gu Yawen hated her for no reason.

Now that she knew about Zhang Xiaohua's painful and rough past, she began to understand.

People who climb out of hell are always full of hatred and darkness in their hearts.

"What? Are you softened?"

Qiao Jingchen didn't let go of the sympathy and pity that flashed across Gu Qingnian's face.

"No."

Gu Qingnian shook her head lightly.

"poor person must have something mean."

Although Gu Qingnian sympathized with Gu Yawen's experience, she couldn't forgive her schemes against her.

To be kind, you must also have a sharp edge, this truth Gu Qingnian understands.

Excessive kindness is weakness, and weakness leads to beatings.

For example, her adoptive mother, Gao Huilan.

For so many years, Gu Qingnian watched helplessly as her adoptive mother was trampled under her feet and suffered all kinds of grievances.She knew a long time ago that only when she becomes stronger can she protect her adoptive mother.

"Good girl, I knew you were sensible."

Qiao Jingchen was very appreciative.

His girl really won't disappoint.

"Come on, it's time to go home for dinner."

As the sky was getting dark, Qiao Jingchen closed the computer.

Go home for dinner?

"Whose house are you going back to?"

The topic jumped too fast, Gu Qingnian couldn't react for a while, and asked a question in a daze.

"Of course it's your home."

Qiao Jingchen replied confidently, paused, and looked at Gu Qingnian with ambiguous eyes.

"You can come to my house if you want."

Aww~ This damn third master is online again!
Gu Qingnian covered her face.

"But I don't have any ingredients at home."

She tried to say no.

"I've asked someone to buy it."

Naturally, Qiao Jingchen would not give Gu Qingnian a chance to refuse, as early as when Gu Qingnian was helping him read the report, she had ordered her assistant to run errands.

Seeing Qiao Jingchen's car trunk full of ingredients, Gu Qingnian completely admired it.

"Third Master, are you going to open a restaurant?"

"It's just a reserve for two to three days, not much."

Qiao Jingchen works as a porter with ease.

two to three days...

The corners of Gu Qingnian's eyes twitched, and her face was full of sadness.

Qiao Jingchen, does this mean that he wants to come to eat every day?
"I'll cook tonight, thank you for helping me share the work."

Qiao Jingchen sorted and stored the ingredients familiarly, and pushed Gu Qingnian out of the kitchen.

Qiao Jingchen can actually cook? !

Gu Qingnian, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, watched him skillfully cook.

For the first time, she realized that she didn't know as much about Qiao Jingchen as she thought she had known her for so many years.

Two meat and one vegetable, three dishes and one soup will be served quickly.

The color, fragrance and taste are delicious, which makes the index finger move.

"Third Master, you can do it! This skill is amazing!"

Gu Qingnian was salivating.

Fortunately, she was still bragging in front of Qiao Jingchen that she was good at cooking. Looking at the plate arrangement, Gu Qingnian was secretly glad that she didn't show up first.

"Try it!"

Qiao Jingchen is happy to enjoy Gu Qingnian's appreciation.

"Oh, it's delicious! It's so delicious! This taste is no worse than the private kitchen at noon!"

Gu Qingnian was full of praise.

"Then... is it delicious at noon in my private room, or in my private room?"

Just as Gu Qingnian buried her head in her mouth, Qiao Jingchen suddenly said this.

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