However, Su Qingxue stared at the doc.u.ment and realized that she couldn't read it. It was as if her brain was blocked by a rock and she couldn't access any work-related information.

Time pa.s.sed by minute by minute. Unknowingly, an hour had pa.s.sed.

At 9: 30, Su Qingxue realized that she still didn't do anything and just sat there in a daze.

"Miss, what's wrong? Still not going home tonight? " Aunt Jiang asked with great concern.

Su Qingxue hesitated and asked, "Is Ye Fan home?"

"Ye Fan?" No …. "He didn't come back today," said Aunt Jiang.

"Ai, alright. Miss, I've made you some insect plant and chicken soup. Don't forget to drink it when you come back tonight. It's hot for you." After saying this, Aunt Jiang hung up.

Su Qingxue was a little lost and couldn't help but look at the clock in her office and muttered to herself, "He didn't go back … …" "Then where did he go …"

After pondering for a while, Su Qingxue opened a drawer and took out a colored pen.

Seeing this childish painting with all its unfamiliar and cute signatures, Su Qingxue smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's words from yesterday surfaced in the woman's mind — "It doesn't matter if you come or not, I will wait for you."

Su Qingxue's gaze froze. She suddenly stood up and hurriedly picked up her coat and bag, intending to run out.

However, she suddenly thought of something and turned around. Pus.h.i.+ng aside a stack of doc.u.ments, she pulled out the suppressed opera ticket.

Su Qingxue took the ticket and quickly ran into the elevator. She went downstairs, entered the garage, and started the car …

Around 10: 30, Su Qingxue pa.s.sed through the dense Christmas traffic and finally arrived at the Hua Hai Great Theatre.

When the woman arrived at the entrance to the Grand Theater, she found the place empty and devoid of people.

It was a cold day with a bone-chilling wind. Other than the security guards in the parking lot and a few peddlers with their hands tucked in their sleeves, there was almost no one standing outside.

Su Qingxue pulled the collar of her windbreaker tighter. The wind was like a knife as it blew against her face. Her hair was already messed up by the wind, so she didn't care.

Walking to the bottom of the steps of the theater, Su Qingxue looked around and suddenly saw a figure sitting in a corner with a lit cigarette.

Su Qingxue was completely stunned. It was as if time was frozen by the cold.

Ye Fan also didn't know how long he had been sitting for. It was just that the opera didn't end, so he held onto a trace of antic.i.p.ation. After all, he promised Su Qingxue that he would wait for her forever.

At this moment, Ye Fan also noticed Su Qingxue's arrival. He excitedly stood up, spat out the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth and patted the dust off his pants.

"Wife, you're here?!" Ye Fan grinned happily.

Seeing that the man was still smiling, Su Qingxue felt that her eyes were a little hot and her nose was sore. She didn't have a trace of a smile.

"Wife, the opera has already begun. Let's go in." Ye Fan ran over and wanted to pull Su Qingxue's hand.

"I'm not here to watch a show with you, I'm here to return the tickets to you. I'm telling you, I don't want to watch any of this!"

If the woman did not forgive him, why did she come to tell him not to look?

Ye Fan's worries turned into joy. He didn't care what Su Qingxue said as he walked forward and hugged the woman.

"You … What are you doing!? " Su Qingxue struggled as she was hugged by the man.

Ye Fan said, "It's fine if you don't want to watch, but I'll hold you here. At worst, I'll just be outside the theater, accompanying you to spend the Christmas together."

"Are you crazy!?" So cold! Are you an idiot!? Would he not find a place to hide from the wind!?

Sitting on the steps and smoking like a fool, if I didn't come, would you blow for another two hours? Ugh … "Ugh!"

Without waiting for Su Qingxue to finish speaking, Ye Fan had already heavily kissed the woman's red lips.

Ye Fan tightly hugged the woman with both of his hands, as if he wanted to directly rub her into his body, never to part with her ever again …

After kissing for more than ten minutes, Ye Fan finally let go of the woman, and reached out his hand to caress her smooth face.

"Let's go in. Although our opera started off a little badly, I think we'll at least see a satisfactory ending. What do you think?" Ye Fan asked with a gentle smile.

"En." Su Qingxue didn't say much and just turned around and walked towards the door.

Ye Fan went up and grabbed the woman's hand. Su Qingxue did not resist anymore.

Although they were already two hours late, the two of them still went in to watch the rest of the performance.

When the crowd dispersed, Ye Fan's face was full of smiles. Just as he was about to ask Su Qingxue why she forgave him, he heard a "gulu" sound...

Su Qingxue quickly shook her head and denied, "No!"

"Gulp..."

Ye Fan held back his laughter, "You haven't eaten dinner, right?"

"Let's go. I haven't eaten my fill for dinner. Let's go have some midnight snacks."

"You can't eat midnight snacks, you'll get fat after eating. People can't eat after 9 o'clock at night. It's already past 11 o'clock, you should go back and rest. The body needs to detoxify …" Su Qingxue said with a frown.

"A claypot..." As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Qingxue immediately covered it with her hands and blushed.

Ye Fan looked at her with an evil smile, "Wait till you can't stay up to work, then you can tell me more about this. Come, let's go, the claypot is about to start."

There was no need to drive a sports car that cost tens of millions to go to a midnight snack shop.

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