Chapter 41 Move To His Home


    This fire was going to burn the kitchen, why did Hilda still care about the eggs?


    Ang thought what an absurd focus Hilda had! Seeing that Hilda didn''t realize the danger at the


    moment, Ang grasped her wrist and said, "Get out first!"


    After they went out of the door, Ang walked to the fire extinguisher and pressed the rm button.


    Then she took out the fire extinguisher to put it out.


    She was so skilled!


    Before Hilda could react, Ang went into the room again, extinguished the fire with the fire


    extinguisher, and turned off the gas valve.


    Looking at that there was no fire in the kitchen which was totally in a mess, Ang heaved a sigh of


    relief.


    Fortunately, she had regr fire practicing in the university.


    "So awesome..." Hilda looked at Ang who was still neat and decent and made her feel reliable.


    There was admiration in her eyes.


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    Actually, Ang was still suffering from the shock. Her hands were even trembling, but she had hidden


    it well. But why was Hilda''s main focus always off line? How could she be attracted by her at this


    moment?


    Ang shook her head. Sure enough, she couldn''t let Hilda get into the kitchen anymore.


    Because Ang had pressed the rm bell, property management and firefighters came up to fix the


    fire soon. They made relevant prevention and advice after making sure that the fire waspletely


    extinguished, and then they left.


    The kitchen was burned, but Ang was the one who felt heart broken, because Hilda looked around


    the kitchen and rubbed her jaw, "This kitchen is not well decorated, or else it won''t be burnt so easily


    just because of frying an egg. It''s not a bad thing to burn it. I may be able to fry an egg sessfully


    after redecoration!"


    Ang was speechless, "..."


    What did it have to do with the kitchen? It was obviously that it was because Hilda who was a bad


    cook!


    The decorationpany was so efficient that they came on the second day. When Ang came back


    from work, the house was in a total mess. Hilda was waiting for her and said, "The decoration may take


    some time. Let''s move to somewhere else!"


    Hilda took here to 1703 of Building A5. Surprisingly, Ang asked, "Is this another house of


    yours?"


    "Of course not! It is my friend''s. It happens that he doesn''t need to live here recently. I told him about


    my condition and he said we could live here first. "


    The room 1703 is locked with a password, and Hilda expertly opened the door.


    It was furnished in the simple Japanese style, mainly in color of xen and rough wood. The door of the


    lobby and balcony was pulled open, and the low sofa and tea table were covered with a light colored


    nket. Rachel waspletely attracted by the low sofa.


    She could imagine that she held a book, sat on the sofa and took a sip of coffee asionally, feeling a


    breeze from the balcony.


    What an agreeable summer it would be!


    "My friend likes to read books and pretends to be elegant, so he changed the side bedroom to the


    study. We can only sleep in the master bedroom together! I''m really sorry for sleeping in this way these


    two days. We will go back when the decoration is done. " Ang''s thoughts were interrupted by Hilda''s


    words.


    "If I live in such a house of taste and sleep with a beauty, how can I say I''m wronged?" Ang hugged


    Hilda and started to grope her body.


    "You scoundrel!" Although Hilda said that, she took concerted action and also groped Ang.


    After ying and joking around for a while, they took the luggage to the master bedroom.


    The decorations of the master bedroom were also simple and elegant. There were wooden closet and


    tatami bed, and even the balcony curtains were xen. The two bedside tables were also neat and


    adorable. The whole room was so tidy that she thought no one had lived in it.


    Hilda uncovered the wardrobe and set part of it empty to let them put the clothes.


    Ang found that since the wardrobe was full of men''s clothes, so should this be a man''s room? She


    felt a little ufortable. Luckily, Hilda took out another set of bedclothes. "Is this your boyfriend''s


    house?" Asked Ang, because she felt Hilda was very familiar with this ce.


    "What? I don''t have a boyfriend! " Since herst love rtionship ended, Hilda had been busy starting


    her own business, and had never thought of falling in love.


    ''It seems that I am too direct!'' Ang suddenly realized that she was being rude. Although she was


    curious why Hilda was so familiar with this ce, she didn''t ask any more.


    After tidying up her clothes, Ang asked, "Can I go to the study?"


    She read and studiedte at night. She didn''t want to disturb Hilda''s rest, so she decided to go back


    the room after reading.


    "Of course!" Something urred Hilda suddenly and she said, "But you''d better not touch his books.


    My friend is good in everything, but he is addicted to books. Once I identally tore his books and he


    put a long face on me for three days. I was not forgiven until he had bought the original version!"


    Her brother was cold enough when not speaking in usual. Hilda was still frightened by his angry face.


    "Is it a rare edition?" Ang also liked reading, so she could understand the feeling of a favorite book


    being destroyed.


    "How do you know?" Hilda was surprised.


    "Your friend can afford this house. He must be rich. He would just buy another one if it was just an


    ordinary book. But some of the books were limited editions and were difficult to obtain. So it''s normal


    for him to be angry. "


    What a clever girl Ang was!


    "Well... Right! Just like if someone broke my treasured lipstick, I might strangle him! "


    "Hahaha Cherish life and stay away from your lipstick! " Ang said in a teasing tone.


    Outside the study, the S City was as bright as day. The city was brightly lit, hiding the light of the stars,


    only the high hanging moonlight. Ang remembered that ancient Chinese poem sentence, "Who is


    the first to see the moon by the river".


    Time flies like the river, running and never returning. Passing the past more than twenty years, she


    could never go back to any seasons which had gone through. Perhaps it exactly was time. It could be


    sadness, or be happiness. Even if one wanted to stay at a certain moment, it was impossible to


    achieve it.


    In the face of time, Ang chose to avoid those unhappy things deliberately. Staring at the piles of


    review materials, she didn''t want to waste every drop of time at the moment. Although she couldn''t


    concentrate at the thought of Greg, she was finally able to free herself from the sadness.


    A weekter, 27th floor in the DC Building, 6:10 p.m.


    Colleagues went back home one after another after work, but only Ang stayed in the office reading a


    book. She was so concentrated that she didn''t notice someone hade in.


    Seeing that Ang was absorbed in reading, a hint of sneer appeared in Christa''s eyes.


    In the year of internship, Ang had tried to be admitted as a graduate, but she failed in the exams.


    Christa didn''t think she would sess this time. Christa did not want to talk to Ang, but she hoped


    that her n could be carried out, so she said, "Mr. Edward called just now and asked you to go to the


    general manager of the Personnel Department to get the documents."


    The sudden voice startled Ang. She frowned when she saw Christa, "Now?"


    It was already half an hour after work. How could he ask her to get that document?


    "Yes! Now, there was nothing to be surprised. How can all of you on the 27th floor understand the


    emotions of working overtime everyday downstairs? " Christa said ironically, then she turned around


    and left.


    She had been far away before Ang wanted to ask more. So Ang had to go to the 22nd floor


    following her.


    People on the 22nd floor had almost gone. Ang didn''t even find Christa. Just as she looked around


    delusively, someone behind her asked, "Are you Secretary Ang whoe to fetch some materials?"


    Ang looked back and saw a clean and white man who was simr to Edward, but far less graceful


    than him! On his neck, there was a work permit, on which was "General Manager of the Personnel


    Department, Carl Yan".


    Carl Yan? Edward Yan... Were they rtives?


    Ang quickly replied, "Oh! Yes, I am! "


    "The contract of the H City needs to be revised. Mr. Edward asked me to give you the new documents


    with an official stamp." Carl walked towards his office while saying.