"It's done!"
Luo Xiaoqian walked straight over, picked up the Cake whose beaten egg mixture had gone stiff, and headed out the door.
This Cake wasn't actually her real work, but the one she'd made with her own hands, she didn't want Luo Ke to eat.
Watching her back as she walked out, then looking at the oven that was still counting down, Leng Zimo's lips slowly curved up.
He didn't know the reason, but at least he was sure of one thing—that even with her amnesia, Luo Xiaoqian still didn't like Luo Ke. Otherwise, why would she give Luo Ke the ruined Cake to eat?!
As expected of his woman. Even if she doesn't remember anything, she still hasn't betrayed him.
At that thought, Leng Zimo felt both joy and heartache.
No, he had to hurry, he had to get her out of this tiger's den as soon as possible.
Luo Xiaoqian brought the Cake out and set it in front of Luo Ke, took off the lid, and when she saw the exposed Cake, she was a bit stunned herself.
