Chapter: 897

He, Ah Hu, Xu Yong, and Instructor Liu were dragging the corner of the cake tray. When lifting it up, Zhao Feng's eyes were fixed on the cake, and he reminded in fear:

"Take it easy, take it easy, be careful! Ahu, Xu Yong pay attention to your angle, slow down, slow down, gently..."

There are too many fragile places on this cake, just that branch, he is afraid of blowing off a piece in one breath.

So he put it on the dining car carefully, Zhao Feng didn't even dare to push the car, and said: "How about we carry the car in?"

Zhang Han said a little funny when he heard the words: "Normal push, it's okay."

If it breaks with a slight movement, it doesn't take Zhang Hanfei such a long time.

"Is it okay?" Zhao Feng confirmed again.

"Okay." Zhang Han nodded.

"Then I'll push it." Zhao Feng gently pushed the cart to a room on the left, and pushed it directly into a refrigerator.

When the cabinet door was closed, Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll go back first." Zhang Han glanced at the time, it was almost 6:30, so he said hello and left the company.

Six forty minutes.

Zi Yan opened her eyes in a daze.

Glancing at the time, she knew it was time to get up.

After lying quietly for a minute, she got up and left the bedroom, heading for the bathroom.

However, when she just held the doorknob of the bathroom, she was stunned for a moment when she felt the very quiet restaurant.

Usually Zhang Han is already making breakfast in the kitchen at this time, why is there no movement today?

"Zhang Han?"

Zi Yan called out.

No answer.

"Zhang Han."

Zi Yan's voice increased by three decibels.

After waiting for five seconds, the restaurant was still silent.

Usually when she calls like this, Zhang Han has already responded and walked quickly.

"Zhang Han, where are you?"

Zi Yan said, and hurried to the stairs. When she reached the first floor, she didn't see Zhang Han's figure. She hurried back to the second floor and opened the second bedroom, but there was still no Zhang Han's figure.

At this time, Zhang Han could not be seen, and Zi Yan's heart was inexplicably empty.

In just a few days, Zi Yan has become used to seeing Zhang Han after getting up every morning.

Sometimes habits change a lot.

Zi Yan stood at the door of the second bedroom, dazed.