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 and was

body leaning against the chair and eyes slightly closed, Aron recalled all the absurd

and even her own brother seemed to have some sort of dubious relationship with Sunny. On that afternoon, he hurriedly returned

it, the more disgusted

to work in the morning. The moment Aron saw the red car, he turned around and saw Sunny, standing not far from the apartment with a stubborn look

displeasure written all over his face, Aron raised his

you please not

said, "I made Chicken Soup for you.

pretending not to hear what

eyebrows and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

in her eyes, Sunny fixed her eyes

every day. I

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

have received the food. I will go upstairs and review same files. You

a slender back to Sunny. He still didn't look back. His back disappeared at the gate.

She was so heartbroken that she couldn't help crying. She thought to herself, 'my beloved man, is

the apartment, Aron went to the window, drew up

her knees. It seemed that

a drag, and then a cloud of smoke slowly came

of displeasure. 'well, why would the person I trust

woman he loved. They all seemed to

chicken soup into the trash can without opening it, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

tired of crying and left the apartment of

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