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Seeing that he was back, song Yan quickly set the table, then ran to him quickly, took the coat in his hand, and said respectfully, "Mr. Duan, you are back, you can have dinner."

Duan Chenhao looked at her for some unknown reason. Obviously, after he asked her to be a maid for herself, she didn't seem to give him a good face. Today, she even showed him a look of incomparable respect. It really surprised him. Her face changing speed is really fast.

"I'm quite picky about my diet." He said proudly, walking to the table, it was a simple three dishes and one soup. Although the dishes were simple, they made him feel inexplicably warm.

"Mr. Duan, please try my cooking before you come to a conclusion. If you think my cooking doesn't meet your taste after you try, you'll have to ask for another expert." Song Yan smiled lightly. There was no fear on her delicate face, but she was calm and calm.

Duan Chenhao just glanced at her coldly and didn't speak. Her eyes motioned for her to fill herself with soup.

Song Yan immediately understood his meaning and helped him fill a bowl of soup. "Please enjoy yourself."

After saying that, song Yan went aside and looked like a full maid.

Duan Chenhao wondered why she didn't sit down and eat together, but he wouldn't ask her to eat together. He wouldn't be nice to her if she was Li Qingyu's woman.

No, he did the biggest stupid thing in the world, that is to save her. Wouldn't it be better if he let her drown in the sea and then took this thing to stimulate Li Qingyu?

Oh, he is so kind after all.

Thinking so, he ate one of the dishes and suddenly stopped.

The smell is the kind he wants.

In his memory, the food made by his mother was like this, which made him miss it very much, and the feelings in his heart became complicated.

Song Yan noticed his sudden stop. His face was still cold. Just looking at it made him feel that he didn't like the food she cooked.

Soon, she saw him take a sip of soup, and her expression was the same as before.

Now, song Yan is sure that he doesn't like the food she cooked, so his expression is so ugly.

Forget it, her cooking is just like this. If he doesn't like it, he can only appreciate it. In short, she won't change her cooking for him.

However, something unexpected came later. She thought he didn't like his cooking, but he ate it all.

What the hell is going on? It's just incredible.

"What are you doing? Don't come and clean up the table quickly." Duan Chenhao's expression was still indifferent, but there was no word that disliked song Yan's cooking, and then he went upstairs directly.

Song Yan tidied up the table with confusion. In short, if only he didn't say anything disgusting, then she would follow her own practice.

After cleaning up the table, song Yan heated a glass of milk for him and brought it to him in the study.

"I don't drink milk." Duan Chenhao looked disgusted when he saw the milk she brought.

"Benefactor, what would you like to drink?" Song Yan asked with a good temper.

"I want coffee." Duan Chenhao ordered coldly, "go and make coffee for me immediately."

Song Yan stood still and obviously didn't want to make him any coffee. "Mr. Duan, I don't think you're suitable for coffee."

Duan Chenhao: "

Why does she think so?

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"Your assistant showed me all your relevant information. I know you have heart disease. Drinking coffee is bad for your health, so you must pay attention to your diet for your own health."

Song Yan explained.

Duan Chenhao's mouth took a swipe and felt that the woman was a little too broad. He wanted to lose his temper with her, but he held back.

"You're just my maid."

"I know my identity, so you don't need special emphasis, but what I just said is just for your health. If you insist on drinking coffee, I'll make it for you right away."

The body is his own. Whether he wants to cherish it or not is his own business. Anyway, it doesn't have much to do with her.

"You..." Duan Chenhao was so angry that he couldn't speak. He stared at her fiercely, "get out of here!"

Hearing this, song Yan immediately left his study and went back to her room.

As soon as she returned to the room, she took a hot bath first, and then sat on the bed. She suddenly felt empty in her heart. On such a foreign night, she missed Li Qingyu and xiaobaozi very much. She didn't know how they had been after she left. Did she miss her very much?

It's a pity that her mobile phone fell off. It's impossible to look at their photos and miss them. Now Duan Chenhao is locked up in such a place. She wants to sneak back and have a look at them.

She curled up in bed, tears quietly falling from the corners of her eyes.

She must find a way to return to Li Qingyu, and she must find out the real reason why Duan Chenhao prohibited her from contacting the outside world.

She felt that Duan Chenhao sometimes seemed sinister, as if he was planning something.

**

On the same night, Li Qingyu stood in front of the French window with a glass of wine and stared at the night sky outside the window. Although he learned that song Yan was still alive, he still couldn't find her.

Fan Ming seems to have checked the records of major hospitals, but there is no sign of song Yan's check-in.

In other words, song Yan checked in, but her real name was not registered at that time. There is another possibility that someone deliberately blocked things about her.

Therefore, he can now be sure that the person who saved song Yan must be an unusual person. It is likely that he has a holiday with him.

It's just that there are too many people who have holidays with him. He doesn't know who others are, so it's as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack to find where song Yan is.

He really hoped song Yan could give him a hint, even if he contacted him secretly.

He drank up the wine in the cup with a trace of bitterness in his heart.

"Xiaorou, where the hell are you? Come back quickly, will you? I really miss you."

"Dad." Steamed stuffed bun patted at the door.

After hearing this, Li Qingyu immediately went to open the door, looked down at his tearful son, squatted down in front of him and asked with concern, "what's the matter with you?"

"I think it's numb." The steamed stuffed bun whispered, "when will she come back?"

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