"I really can."
Cheng Jia absolutely loathed this woman, but to eliminate Wen Ran, she endured.
"Is that so?" Qi Meiling, with her arms crossed, looked at Cheng Jia arrogantly, "What is your name?"
"Cheng Jia."
Cheng Jia gritted her teeth, vowing that one day, she would take her revenge. Qi Meiling raised her eyebrows, dropped her hands from her chest, and said lazily:
"Alright, go take care of your hand first. Tomorrow at this time, wait for me at this café."
Having said that, Qi Meiling ignored Cheng Jia and got into her car.
**
Suburban Villa
In the kitchen, Mo Xiuchen was still busy, while Wen Ran in the living room, watching the TV, kept her eyes on the kitchen. The scent of cooking wafted through the air, and she couldn't help but stand up and walk into the kitchen.
"Ranran, come and try this."
Her footsteps were light, but Mo Xiuchen, with his back to her, still heard her. He turned his head, his expression tender and smiling at her.
