Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 67 Drinking Green Tea Causes Insomnia
Xiang Wan suddenly hugged Shi Nian'an violently, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time burst out in an instant.

She confessed everything about herself without reservation. Shi Nian'an was her first and only friend. She also hoped that someone could listen to her suffering and give her comfort.

Knowing what happened to Xiang Wan, Shi Nian'an's eyes were red with heartache, and she was usually speechless, but now she couldn't say anything to comfort her, so she could only pat Xiang Wan's back lightly.

Xiang Wan choked up and murmured: "I don't know what to do. Whenever I get close to Zuo Xingyun, I always think that he killed my father. I want to refuse his kindness to me. I think it's a crime. I You can't live in peace with the person who killed my father. But I suspect that he didn't do it. He treats me as meticulously as before, which makes me waver. He didn't deny it from the beginning to the end. If it wasn't him, why didn't he deny?"

Shi Nian'an sighed: "Maybe he has difficulties? If something really happened between him and your father, and he doesn't want to involve you, then it's a good thing. At least you can live a long life under his protection." It's not worse than before. As he said, your father is your father, and you are you. This is enough to show that he is a rational person. Your father's death may not be caused by him.

Even if he did it, you don't need to feel guilty when he treats you well. Instead, you should feel that he owes you and accept it with peace of mind.In your current situation, instead of breaking with him just to save your breath, it is better to lean on him until everything is clear, think about your mother, your mother is still lying in the hospital, and you have no choice. "

After listening to Shi Nian'an's explanation, his emotions were vented again, and Xiang Wan's mood improved a lot.

When she got home at night, Zuo Xingyun hadn't come back yet, so she hugged Nian Nian and waited for him in the living room after taking a shower.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Zuo Xingyun's car stopped at the gate.

He probably didn't expect Xiang Wan to be in the living room, so he went straight to the stairs, Xiang Wan hurriedly called him: "Zuo Xingyun!"

Hearing the sound, he stopped and walked forward, and the two sat opposite each other.

Xiang Wan awkwardly poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, trying to put the embarrassment of last night behind him.

He glanced at it, but didn't reach out for the teacup: "Drinking such strong green tea at such a late hour will cause insomnia."

Putting on a cold face as soon as he arrived, Xiang Wan put down the teacup with a dry smile: "I just want to ask you, you bought me a dessert once before, it was very delicious, I don't remember which store you bought it from, you do you remember?"

Zuo Xingyun paused for two seconds: "It wasn't bought in a store, it was made by a friend."

Xiang Wan thought that after so many years, he would have to think hard to remember it, but he didn't expect him to remember it so clearly.

She was a little discouraged when she heard that she didn't buy it from the store: "Ah... I think the desserts in Sister Nian'an's store are not good enough now, and a new store is about to open, if there is no way to make the taste better..."

Zuo Xingyun pondered for a while: "Although I don't want to, but if there is no other way, I can help you contact my friend and ask her to work as a dessert chef in your new store. The price will naturally not be cheap, she is a top-notch overseas Dessert chef, you have to think about this."

While Xiang Wan was happy, she was also a little worried. If Zuo Xingyun built a bridge and the other party offered a sky-high price, she and Shi Nian'an might not be able to afford it.

She bit her finger and calculated: "Can you ask her what the price is for me? If it's too expensive, I can't afford it..."

Zuo Xingyun adjusted his sitting posture, leaning on the back of the sofa, with his slender legs crossed, and his hands resting casually on his sides. He was obviously wearing a formal suit, but somehow he gave off a bit of a dandyism: "You don't need money."

"Huh?" Xiang Wan was a little confused: "Why don't you want money?"

(End of this chapter)