First Lady

But that group of ignorant guys actually attacked her in advance, which made Uncle Shao very angry.

That woman offended Shao Zixi and killed him wisely, capsized the boat in the gutter, and could only swallow the bitterness in her stomach, and being known by others, especially Chu Qiao, would inevitably be ridiculed with guns and sticks.

So in Shao Zixi's heart, he always thought that he would kill that woman with his own hands, and no one else could touch her.

After get off work, Chu Qiao drove aimlessly on the street, and when he stopped, he realized that he was actually in front of the building where Mi Sha and the man entered in the morning.

Chu Qiao tugged at his hair depressingly, what's wrong with him, why does he always think of that woman so well. [

Is it really like what Shao Zixi said, he likes Misha?

The two words 'like' hit Chu Qiao's chest with no light or heavy, with an inexplicable feeling, stuffy, but with a touch of warmth and joy...

Chu Qiao gritted his teeth, simply pushed open the car door, and walked into the building.

But after entering, Chu Qiao regretted it again. There are seventeen floors in the whole building, who knows which floor Misha might be in, which room, who knows if she has gone home.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was getting darker, and all the lights in the building were on...

Chu Qiao stood on the first floor for a while, not knowing where to go, when he suddenly remembered that Misha said that she was learning to cook in a cooking class.

Chu Qiao was overjoyed, grabbed a security guard and asked, "May I ask which floor teaches people how to cook?"

The security guard was a simple and honest young man. When he heard what Chu Qiao said, he was stunned for a moment, "Uh...then, the 9th floor is easy to find after you go up. Just smell the fragrance and go inside."

A look of joy flashed across Chu Qiao's face. He just happened to ask, but he didn't expect to be there!

"Okay, thank you..."

Chu Qiao happily entered the elevator, pressed "9", and the elevator door closed.

The security guard scratched his head, and said to himself with a puzzled expression: "This man looks well-dressed and handsome. He seems to be very rich. How could he be interested in cooking! He's really a weirdo."

It was really easy to find as the security guard said, and Chu Qiao smelled the fragrance as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

Chu Qiao found the place within a short distance. Standing outside the window, he saw an unusually large room with neatly arranged rows of cooking pots and stoves. >