Chapter 415: It's a Little Trouble, Not Liang Cardamom (5)

The little trouble seems to be very busy, the number of times she replies to his text messages is very small, and sometimes she finally has time, and after chatting for two sentences, she has something to do again.

I don't know if it's because I know that the little trouble is not really Liang Cardamom, Gu Yusheng always feels very unsteady in his heart, he should have stayed in the hospital for a few more days, but on Wednesday morning, thinking of the little trouble and saying that she would go home after being busy today, he simply urged Lu Bancheng to go through the discharge procedures and go back to Beijing.

Back at the villa, it was just noon.

The housekeeper was home alone, she didn't know that Gu Yusheng had an accident, and when she heard the sound of the car driving into the yard, she greeted her with a happy face, but after Gu Yusheng got out of the car, she saw the gauze wrapped around his head, and immediately became nervous: "Mr. Gu, what are you doing?" How did it hurt? Is it serious? Why don't you call Dr. Xia to come over now......"

"No need." Gu Yusheng handed the coat to the housekeeper, and when he bent over to change his shoes, he asked in a light tone: "Has my wife ever been home?" ”

"My wife came back this morning, but she didn't stay long before she went out again, and I asked her if she wanted to come back for dinner in the evening, and she said she would come back."

Gu Yusheng nodded, indicating that he understood, but did not speak.

After changing his shoes, when he went upstairs, the housekeeper opened his mouth again: "Mr. Gu, what do you want to eat at noon?" I'm going to prepare a ...... for you right now."

The housekeeper didn't pay attention to what he meant, thinking of the menu that "Liang Cardamom" gave him two days ago, so he followed behind Gu Yusheng, and then asked: "...... Two days ago, my wife wrote me a few recipes, and it just so happened that the ingredients were available at home, so at noon, I would make them for you according to my wife's recipes? ”

Gu Yusheng's steps that were about to go upstairs paused.

I don't know if he is too sensitive, but the housekeeper's words made him feel unspeakable unsteadiness that would roll out frequently in the past two days.

He glanced back at the butler and asked curiously, "What does Mrs. remember?" Why did you suddenly write a recipe for you? ”

"My wife said that sometimes she was busy and didn't have time, so I learned how to cook for you." The housekeeper relayed what "Liang Cardamom" said that day to Gu Yusheng as it was.

She could have waited for her to cook for him, why should she let the housekeeper learn to cook for him?

Gu Yusheng's heart became more and more uneasy: "Mrs., when she said these words to you that day, was there anything unusual?" ”

The housekeeper thought about it for a while, shook his head and replied: "No, my wife was in a good mood that day, and she went to the backyard to pick flowers." ”

Hearing this, Gu Yusheng's mood calmed down a little, and he said "hmm", didn't speak again, and went upstairs.

In the master bedroom, the dresser and the things in the bathroom are the ones she usually uses.

There were several scripts on the coffee table, and a few sheets of paper had been read too many times, and there were some rolls in the corners.

Her favorite magazines are still casually on the rattan chair on the balcony.

Except for the sheets and covers, which were replaced by the housekeeper with new ones, there were hardly any changes.

Gu Yusheng, who had observed the master bedroom, exhaled a breath, and the tense emotions that had just been tense because of the housekeeper's words were completely relaxed.

In the end, the serious injury has not completely healed, and the bumps in the road in the morning made him feel a little tired, taking advantage of the gap between the housekeeper's cooking, he lay on his back on the sofa, closed his eyes and recuperated "".