The next day.

The sun shone through the French window onto the bed and the wooden floor.

On the table, the white calla in the glass vase was in full bloom.

Joey racked the room, completely forgetting what happened last night.

Opening the door, she smelt the sweet smell of milk porridge. Joey sniffed and went downstairs.

Yuri had his hands full, moving between the kitchen and the dining table. This was the first time for him to cook. Following the recipe, he had been busy all morning. He finally realized that it was really hard to make a meal.

In the past, he only gave Joey countless cold eyes. As he thought about this, he felt even more guilty.

Joey looked around, an idea calling to her mind. While Yuri stood against her, she quickly moved towards the door. However, she was stopped by the bodyguard.

Moreover, there were several cameras in the garden. She got nowhere to go.

"Joey, what are you doing?" She saw his eyes were bloodshot, but he still wore a smile on his face.

He didn't sleep well last night?

"I just want to go outside for a walk." Joey snorted coldly. How long would he trap her here?

"You are not in your condition. Don't walk around." He helped her into the dining chair, with a gentle tone.

Joey looked at the hearty breakfast, but had no appetite at all because she only wanted to return to home!

Yuri had to go out for work. These bodyguards would also change shifts. It wasn't impossible to leave here, though difficult.

However, after breakfast, Yuri insisted on bringing her to the company. The reason was ... There was no reason.

...

In the headquarters of Xing's group.

Yuri pushed the wheelchair. Although his face was a little haggard, he was relaxed and happy. From the moment they stepped out of the elevator, countless pairs of eyes were focused on Joey.

The entire company was talking about them. The love-hate relationship between the president and the Lin family's two sisters had long been a topic of discussion between the employees. Everyone looked eagerly towards the office of the president.

"Why do you bring me here?" Joey was displeased. She felt uncomfortable under everyone's gaze.

"What would you like to have?" Yuri opened the refrigerator and deliberately avoided the topic.

"Ice cream." She said impatiently.

Yuri raised his eyebrows and smiled. He then picked up the phone and ordered, "go buy ice cream."

In less than ten minutes, the ice cream was delivered.

Yuri sent one scoop of ice cream to her lips.

"I will have it myself." She snatched the spoon.

She hurt her leg, not her hand. Don't treat her like a kid!

Yuri suddenly felt that she was more lively than before. If he did it before, she would have been moved beyond words.

The most incredible thing was that he wanted to indulge her.

"Slow down …" Yuri wiped her mouth. This was the first time he watched her eating carefully. Suddenly he remembered their teenage years, Joey pulling his sleeves and asking him to buy her an ice cream.

Joey looked at him coldly. For some reason, a strange feeling arose in her heart.