Chapter 10
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Seeing that, Steward Wu didn't say anything else.
Ten minutes later, Luo Sang left the villa with her bag.
Nian Junting looked at her back with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. Last night, he finally had a reaction because of her touch. He was so kind that he wanted to give her a ride, but she didn't know what was good for her.
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The villa was far away from the city. Luo Sang walked for about ten minutes before she got on a bus. Forty minutes later, she got off the bus again and walked into a noodle restaurant.
She had eaten cabbage and steamed buns for a whole day yesterday, so her mouth was tasteless. Now that she was free, she just wanted to have a good meal to comfort herself.
She ordered beef noodles, fried dough sticks, and soy milk. Soon, breakfast was served, and she enjoyed it.
She was so focused on eating that she didn't notice a black Rolls-Royce slowly stop in the middle of the road.
Sitting in the car was Nian Junting, who had gone to the hospital for physical therapy.
Ever since he got injured, Nian Junting had been going to the hospital for spinal therapy three days a week.
He listened to the radio for a while before the car stopped. It seemed that it hadn't moved for a long time. He frowned impatiently and said, "Why are you so slow?"
"Young Master, the New Year is around the corner. Many people who went abroad or worked in other cities are coming back for the New Year. There are many times more cars on the street than usual," Steward Wu explained.
Nian Junting turned to look out of the window impatiently. Suddenly, he noticed a familiar figure in a simple beef noodles restaurant. She was wearing a black knitted sweater and a pair of large-framed glasses. Wasn't that the woman who left this morning?
Didn't she say that she was going home to get some clothes? Why was she eating beef noodles here?
She was wolfing down the food. She was munching on the fried dough sticks while eating the noodles. After that, she seemed to be drinking something.
She was smacking her lips with a satisfied look on her face.
His handsome face instantly darkened.
She didn't want to get a ride from me because she wanted to eat beef noodles and fried dough sticks?
That woman was so delicious. She had so many excuses.
The temperature in the car suddenly dropped.
Steward Wu quickly noticed that. He followed Nian Junting's gaze and suddenly felt sorry for Luo Sang.
Eh … How could he touch her?
He sneaked a glance at his young master's face, which was already as cold as frost. "Haha … Isn't that Luo Sang? You must not have had enough steamed buns this morning …"
So, Young Master, it's understandable that she came out to eat beef noodles, but don't show such a ferocious expression, as if your puppy didn't eat the dog food you fed it and went to eat someone else's meat and bones.
"Is that so? You mean I mistreated her?" Nian Junting glanced at him with a fake smile.
The smile on Housekeeper Wu's face froze. "No, steamed buns are nutritious. Northerners eat steamed buns every day."
"It seems that she likes beef rice noodles," Nian Junting abruptly curved his thin lips upward and said, "Sister Lan's breakfast has been boring lately. I'll make beef rice noodles, fried dough sticks, and soy milk tomorrow morning."
"Oh … Okay." Butler Wu was startled and hurriedly nodded.
Did he misunderstand his young master? In fact, his young master wasn't a twisted person. He saw that Luosang liked beef rice noodles, so he asked Sister Lan to make it for him tomorrow. It seemed like he had to be more polite to Luosang in the future.
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Luo Sang had no idea that her table manners had caught someone's attention. After eating and drinking to her heart's content, she wiped her mouth in satisfaction, paid the bill, and took the subway back to her rented apartment to pack her things.
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