Wu Minghui looked at the pile of cakes in the office and had a headache.

He didn't understand why the president, who always seemed to be careless but was actually strategizing, could do things so unreasonably today.

Li Wenchuan pursed his lips tightly, and his slender five fingers slowly opened.

He has always been not harsh to people, but his contemplative appearance is still intimidating.

He has never mentioned it to anyone, six years ago, he suffered an accident, he has encountered too many "accidents" in his life, and there is nothing strange about that one.

It's just that when he came back to life, he always felt that he seemed to have lost his memory for a while, but he couldn't say that he would never take risks to expose his weaknesses to others.

There are too many people who want him to die, and he will not leave any empty door for others.

He only slowly and little by little to repair his memory, although it was repaired, he always felt that there were still some important things, and he couldn't fix them.

"These cakes, even if it's a late-night snack for the staff below you. After Li Wenchuan finished explaining this, he got up and walked out.

When passing by the "Good Luck Lai" dessert shop, Li Wenchuan stopped and watched for a while, the newly opened shop, due to the large promotion range, was still overcrowded at this time.

Looking at the busy figure behind the glass window again, Li Wenchuan still couldn't untie his knot.

It stands to reason that although I usually make friends with a lot of people, is the woman who is busy in the dessert operation room really related to herself?

The next day, a Black Forest cake was delivered to Li Wenchuan's residence again, and Li Wenchuan's personal assistant Ah Sen also quickly learned that the cake was sent from an apartment in Huaxin Community.

Li Wenchuan drove downstairs to Huaxin Community, he didn't rush in, just watched quietly.

According to the property management, this house has just been leased out, and it is the mother and son who live there, and it seems that the mother and son are both amiable and amiable, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Li Wenchuan sat in the car, just looking at the apartment over there quietly, he wanted to see what kind of person it was, hiding here every day to bring him cakes.

Inexplicably, he thought of Tian Xiaorui, who was a woman he found interesting, and who could make cakes.

Tapping his forehead, Li Wenchuan smiled a little, what is he doing, it seems that subconsciously, he actually longs for the cake that the woman made for him.

A single woman with a child makes all kinds of desserts for the richest diamond man in the city...... This seems to be a story that is not self-sufficient, but it is interesting because of this self-indulgence.

The figure swayed at random, and a woman in a white dress turned into the corridor, Li Wenchuan's narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, it was really this woman.

Li Wenchuan admitted in his heart that this woman can indeed be evaluated by "being in the hall and down in the kitchen". When she stood in the dessert shop in white overalls, she was the absolute authority, and the small operation room seemed to have become her battlefield, she was like a battle-hardened female general, leading her subordinates to conquer one city after another.

But now, after changing out of work clothes and wearing a white dress, she is sweet and lovely, just like a happy little woman, she should be sweet and greasy on the man's chest and enjoy the man's meticulous care.

Thinking of this, Li Wenchuan felt a little strange feeling in his heart, he was a little unconvinced, what qualifications did the imaginary man have to hold such a sweet and lovely little woman in his arms.

Tian Xiaorui took out the key, opened the door, and when she pushed the door in, someone followed her and squeezed into the house.

"You ......" The person who suddenly appeared behind him scared Tian Xiaorui half to death, and her usual clear and white little face was a little white.