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Chapter 1557
He was in the company this day, and he has not yet returned.
Christopher took out the phone from his trouser pocket and opened it to see that the phone was empty. She did not call him or send him a message.
He threw the phone in the seat next to him. Although she agreed to be his wife for a month last night, he knew she was unwilling. If he hadn’t held Roger in his palm, she would not have agreed.
Although he kept her people, he still couldn’t get her heart.
In fact, he also thinks that when he is working outside, he will receive a call from her.
In fact, he also thinks that when he goes home, he will see her await him in dim warm light.
In fact, he is very greedy. He just wanted her to be Mrs. Lu when he wanted to get her heart.
He was afraid that he could not control it, so he left early today.
Christopher closed his eyes lightly, raised his hand, and squeezed his frowning eyebrows.
…In the villa.
The maid asked, “Madam, sir hasn’t come back yet, do you want to wait for him to have dinner?”
Alex looked at the dark night outside, “Grandma, it’s eight o’clock now, is Grandpa not coming back tonight?”
It is late now, and Christopher has not yet returned.
Amanda touched the little child’s small head, “Alex, are you hungry?”
He stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, “A little bit.”
Amanda looked at the maid, “No need to wait, now. Let’s have dinner.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
In the restaurant, Amanda and Alex sat face to face, Alex pointed to a soup, “Grandma, I want to have this soup, this soup looks delicious.”
Amanda picked up the small soup spoon and wanted to serve the soup to the little milk bag, but her movements froze quickly.
Because this is wolfberry bullwhip soup, which is a great supplement for men.
You can’t give it to small milk packs.
Amanda quickly looked at the maid, “Who prepared this soup?”
“Ma’am, this soup is… the old lady in the Imperial City asked us to prepare it.”
Old lady?
The old lady said that she hadn’t arrived, but her heart had arrived. Please check!
“This morning we received a box of ingredients, this bullwhip, which was sent by the old lady, and said that it was for… to stew the soup for the boss, to make up for it.” The maid said, her face flushed.
“…”
Amanda didn’t know what to say.
“Grandma, what’s wrong with this soup, I want to drink this soup.” Alex looked at the bullwhip soup, salivating.
She hasn’t seen any dish that this child liked so much on weekdays, but just smelling the scent of beef whip soup, he couldn’t wait.
What is good about Alex?
Amanda put down the soup spoon, “Alex, this soup can’t be drunk.”
“Why? Is this soup specially prepared for grandpa?”
Seeing Alex’s innocent eyes, Amanda’s gaze was a little dodge, and she was confused. She said, “Yes.” Alex nodded, and said an OK—rest assured, I understand the gesture.
At this time, two bright white lamps came over, penetrating the layers of cold dew at night, and soon the carved red sandalwood door was opened, and a cold air invaded in, accompanied by a deep and straight body.
Christopher is back.
The maid squatted down quickly to change his shoes, Christopher lifted his slender fingers, took off his coat, and put it on the sofa, then turned and went into the dining room.
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