Chu Aotian nodded, put down his briefcase and sat on the sofa.

Looking at Lin Guoer's busy background in the kitchen, he suddenly coincided with another figure. Chu Ao-tian shook his head and shook the figure in his mind.

Lin Guoer did it very slowly. An hour later, two dishes and one soup came to the table: "Ao Tian, have dinner."

Chu Aotian looked at his favorite dishes on the table and felt that he was incompetent. Lin Guoer was always kind to him. He clearly remembered his tastes, his preferences and his habits, but he didn't know much about Lin Guoer's tastes and preferences.

"Guoer, tomorrow I'm going abroad...