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173 chapter 172-its not an xiaowan who doesnt take revenge

Lu yange, who was standing outside the office, was slightly stunned. He suddenly had a bad feeling.

sure enough, the next second, he heard the sound of a book being slammed on the table in the office. then, huo shens deep and hoa.r.s.e voice said,lu yange!

huo shen would not usually call him by his full name. once he did, it would not be a good thing.

lu yanges b.u.t.thole tightened and he quickly ran in.

whats wrong, brother huo? there was a fawning look in his peach-shaped eyes.

huo shen raised his hand coldly and pointed at the lunchbox. you try it too.

he took out another pair of chopsticks and placed them in front of him.

Lu yange was stunned. He looked at the pair of chopsticks and his brain started to work quickly.

Dinner, dinner made by an Xiaowan!

It was the same last time. He accidentally ate the food an Xiaowan made for him. Brother Huos face darkened the entire time. Later, he even sent him to a remote place for a months training! this directly caused him to lose weight and become darker, and his looks had seriously declined.

No, I cant eat it again this time.

lu yange immediately shook his head sternly. no, no, no. brother huo, you can eat it yourself.

It doesnt matter. Eat. huo shen narrowed his eyes at him.

was this a test? lu yange seemed to have realized something and immediately shook his head firmly. miss an made this especially for you. i definitely, definitely dont want to try it.

Huo Shens dark eyes were filled with a sense of pressure.

He snorted coldly and suddenly closed the lunchbox. Then, he said indifferently, You may leave.

lu yange immediately tried to escape.

However, she heard Huo Shen pressing the phone and ordering his Secretary, young master lu has been feeling weak recently. he needs to go somewhere to train.

lu yange stopped in his tracks.

Then, he heard even more terrible news.

yeah, theres no place like that where you cant come back in three months, huo shen said.

Lu yanges mouth was wide open, and he almost knelt on the ground and cried out loud.

he, he, he, what did he do wrong?

back at block 8 of hongli villa, huo shen put down the lunch box and went straight to the second floor.

the master bedroom was empty.

he turned around and walked to the side bedroom. he reached out and turned the doork.n.o.b, but he didnt move.

Huo Shens handsome face froze. He twisted his face again, but still did not move.

an xiaowan locked the door from the inside?

he narrowed his eyes slightly and pursed his s.e.xy thin lips. he stared at the door and pondered for half a minute before saying, An Xiaowan, youre asleep?

there was no sound inside the door, and no one responded.

An Xiaowan was lying on the bed, holding her phone and replying to some fans comments on Weibo. When she heard the movement, she immediately looked up at the door.

two seconds later, she turned back and smiled.

Huo Shen must have tasted the special lunchbox that she had made with her 100% heart. she curled her lips and felt a burst of joy in her heart.

she wondered if lu yange, who had urged huo shen to eat his lunch, had been punished.

their family was reunited, and she had to come all the way here to cook. she even had to hide in the meeting room to eat dog food and go home obediently to wait for him?

Heh, this really wasnt her, an Xiaowans, style!

Im not a woman to not take revenge!

ten years wasnt too late for a big enmity, but a small enmity, of course, had to be avenged on the spot.

After Lu yange walked out of the meeting room, an Xiaowan immediately went downstairs to the kitchen in the Huo Corporation buildings cafeteria to borrow some seasonings. the delicious dish suddenly turned into a demonic dish after she frantically sprinkled all kinds of seasonings.

Then, she deliberately disguised the dishes so that Huo Shen could not see through it at first glance.

an xiaowan. huo shen spoke again, but his tone was not as cold as when he was angry. instead, it was a little gentler. are you angry?

an xiaowan bit her lip and turned over, still ignoring him.