0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

Does this man have to make things so materialistic?

Lin Liming sighed helplessly: "If...you really want to make amends, help me persuade Mr. Wu Quren to accept me as an emigration?"

"If you think this is the best solution." He stared at her for a while, grabbed the post-it note and pen on the table, and pushed them in front of her.

"This is?" She didn't understand what he meant.

"Leave me your phone number, email, and MSN."[

"what?"

"I'll call you after I've settled with Qu Ren."

"Oh." She took the pen and wrote down the contact information on the sticky note.

Lan Yanshu picked up the note, folded it in half, and put it in his pocket again. The slow movement made her restless.

"Well, I have to leave first." Without giving him a chance to speak, she quickly got up and flew to the door, ready to open the door, but she didn't expect that her outstretched hand was empty.

"Li Ming?" Shen Wenxia was not surprised at her appearance at all, took out the key and put it in the bag, walked in sideways: "Are you leaving?"

"Uh, yes." She glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, blushing in embarrassment, "I suddenly remembered that there is still something to do at home."

"Huh? Didn't you say yesterday that you'll be fine on the weekend?"

"Mr. Lan just agreed to help me convince Mr. Wu." She randomly searched for an answer, "I might be very busy next time, so I'll go back and make some preparations."

God knows if it will be very busy to learn how to make cakes, she just wants to get out of here as soon as possible.