When Gu Ningyue came out after changing her clothes, Ling Tianyou was already sitting in the living room downstairs talking to Aunt Zhang.
"President Ling has been socializing a lot lately, make something good for his stomach! It's just as well since the Young Madam doesn't look too well either. She needs to replenish her energy and blood."
Aunt Zhang was very considerate, introducing the new dishes she had been researching to Ling Tianyou.
"Just make something simple. I'm taking Ning Yue back to the company this afternoon." Ling Tianyou glanced at Gu Ningyue, who was slowly coming downstairs, and suddenly added in a low voice, "Make some sobering soup for the evening, we might need it when we get back."
He had a premonition that tonight would definitely be a battlefield.
As Gu Ningyue came downstairs, she glanced at Ling Tianyou and said, "Prepared for me? I don't think I'll need it!"
Ling Tianyou looked at her quietly without saying a word.
