Sweet Sweet Love

In the office of Aron

Aron got up late in the morning and rushed to the company in a hurry. Now he was a little hungry after eating a few mouthfuls of breakfast. His eyes touched the breakfast on the office desk.

Hesitating for a while, he opened the food box and poured himself a half bowl of porridge with a spoon and a pair of chopsticks. The porridge in the bowl was still steaming. The gentle steam sprinkled on his face. Aron took a spoon of porridge into his mouth.

It tasted not bad so he put it down quickly.

Aron sighed. Why did she have to be so stubborn? If Sunny had no relationship with his father, she didn't need to be too nervous. He just wanted to calm down for a few days. After all, anyone would be suspicious of this kind of thing.

Aron didn't know the truth. He knew that no one would post a picture on his phone without reason. If someone wanted to frame Sunny, what was his purpose?

Aron glanced at the porridge on the table. It was hard for Sunny to cook for him.

Since Sunny moved into the Gu family's house, she lived on the comfortable life where the servants would prepare the meals for her every day. As Mrs. Gu, she enjoyed herself and didn't cook, either.

Her sister, Yolande, was an diligent cook. She cooked well, though Aron had never had a taste of it.

At the thought of Yolande, Aron flew into a rage. He wondered why Austin loved such a bitch who seduced his father. Was Austin crazy? Austin never detested such a disgusting woman. Aron couldn't understand that.

He pounded the table with his fist and his face darkened. Then he turned to look at the porridge. In a rage, he asked his secretary to come in.

"Mr. Gu, what can I do for you?" said the Secretary, who was professional and respectful.

"Take out this box of porridge and pour it out," said Aron.

The secretary took a look at the porridge and frowned slightly. "Okay, Mr. Gu."

the food box in hand

the chair and eyes slightly closed, Aron recalled all the absurd

some sort of dubious relationship with Sunny. On that afternoon, he hurriedly returned

thought about it, the more disgusted he was

saw the red car, he turned around and saw Sunny, standing not far from the apartment with a stubborn look on her face. She was somewhat like her

over his face, Aron raised his eyebrows and strode towards

please not

and said, "I made Chicken Soup for

you pretending not to hear what I

raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his trouser pockets. He didn't feel like taking over

her eyes, Sunny fixed her eyes on Aron.

you every day. I was so sad and upset, so I cooked some

more sorrowful she was. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her,

have received the food. I will go

away, leaving a slender back to Sunny. He

help crying. She thought to herself, 'my beloved man,

apartment, Aron went to the window, drew up the curtain and took a look at the outside.

between her knees. It seemed that she was crying. He sighed and sat back

a cigarette, took a drag, and then a cloud

filled with smoke. His face was full of displeasure. 'well, why would the person I trust most hurt him

and the woman he loved. They all seemed

threw the chicken soup into the trash can without opening it, and went into the

and left the apartment of Aron, In the villa of

her bedroom like a dead body. At the thought of Aron's disgusting and cold eyes,