"Tell Boss Xue I came this morning, and we can have lunch together!"
Lin Fan, with a cigarette clamped in his lips, watched Wanyun clean the Iron Pestle completely with her small mouth. One had to admit, the advantage of a mature woman is her ability to serve, unlike Feng Xiaoxiao, who still needed Lin Fan to take care of things. Perhaps it was just a matter of time.
"Um... I will definitely tell him. You should head back and catch up on some sleep."
Wanyun really wanted to lie in the crook of Lin Fan's arm and sleep, but she knew Feng Xiaoxiao needed him even more in the room across. To have had such a moment with her was already more than she could ask for.
"I'll come and pamper you when I have some free time."
