The kitchen smells delicious.
Luo Xiaoyi scooped up the freshly fried sweet and sour pork ribs, took them out, and saw that Ge Ling couldn't help but start eating.
"Luobao, your cooking skills are really amazing. When you were in college, you still couldn't tell the difference between onions and garlic, but now you are simply a beautiful cooking god."
"You will live here with me from now on. I will cry if you move away."
After Luo Xiaoyi came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she moved out and lived with Ge Ling. She finally felt what a home with people was like.
Seeing Ge Ling eating so deliciously, she felt very proud.
Unexpectedly, the cooking skills developed for Leng Muchiao would finally find someone to appreciate today.
After getting married, in order to better take care of Leng Muxiao, Luo Xiaoyi went to his old house to learn from the chef, and his fingers were red from soaking in the cold winter.
It took so much effort, but in the end, Leng Muxiao didn't touch any of the dishes she cooked.
He said the things she had touched were grosser than maggots.
As soon as she sat down to eat, the phone rang.
It's Zhang Dong.
"Assistant Zhang, is something wrong?"
Zhang Dong on the other end of the phone seemed to have completely forgotten about the divorce between Luo Xiaoyi and Leng Muchiao. He said businesslikely: "Mr. Leng is going on a business trip tomorrow morning. Please, Miss Luo, please pack your luggage tonight. Please pack it as soon as possible, and Mr. Leng will return it when he comes back." You need to rest, your flight is early tomorrow."
"Assistant Zhang, I think you may be busy and have forgotten. Leng Muchiao and I are in the process of getting divorced. I have already moved out. You can find a servant to do these things in the future."
After speaking, she hung up the phone.
"Why, the marriage is about to be divorced, and Leng Muchiao, a bitch, wants you to pack your luggage? Doesn't he have long hands? He can't do it himself? Besides, the servants he hired are just for decoration?"
"Sure enough, if a man treats you well, he will act like a bitch. He will continue to exploit you just because he once saved you."
Ge Ling still remembers that one day five years ago, Luo Xiaoyi told her excitedly that she found Mr. L who rescued her and she fell in love with him.
When she said this, Luo Xiaoyi's eyes were shining. She had never seen such a dazzling Luo Xiaoyi.
But gradually, there was no light in Luo Xiaoyi's eyes anymore, only the heart-wrenching sadness.
The more Ge Ling thought about it, the angrier he became. He gnawed on the pig's feet like he was gnawing on Leng Muxiao.
Luo Xiaoyi's thoughts returned to the dark world five years ago, and Leng Muchiao was the only light, her dawn.
She would never forget what he said, when they couldn't see each other but had a great time chatting.
On the contrary, after getting married, their conversation in a month was less than five sentences, and almost all of them were sarcastic remarks from him.
The vibration of her cell phone disrupted her thoughts and pulled her back from her memories.
It’s WeChat that has the information.
It turned out to be Leng Muchiao who sent it.
Did he take himself off the blacklist?
She also found out that she had been blocked last time when she couldn't wait for Leng Muxiao at the Civil Affairs Bureau and planned to send him a WeChat message.
They were also blocked very thoroughly, and no contact information was spared.
Now that she saw the message sent by Leng Muchiao, she felt a little timid.
"Wherever he is, send his location and I'll have the driver pick him up!"
The same tone as always of superiors and subordinates.
It was impossible to go back, and she absolutely could not let Leng Muchiao know about the child's existence.
Luo Xiaoyi hesitated for a long time, changing the input content again and again.
Leng Muchiao called directly. He never had any patience with her.
Luo Xiaoyi didn't want Ge Ling to hear Leng Muchiao's attitude when talking to her, otherwise she was afraid that Ge Ling would really cause trouble for Leng Muchiao.
She took her cell phone to the balcony and pressed the call button, "Is something okay?"
"Send me the address."
She took a deep breath and said, "We are getting divorced. I will not go back. If you need help, you can ask Sister Zhang."
When I helped Leng Muchiao pack his luggage, Sister Zhang stayed and helped several times, so it was appropriate to find her.
Leng Muxiao was slightly angry, "You want me to find a servant? Luo Xiaoyi, I don't like the trick of refusing to welcome."
It seemed that Leng Muchiao did not take their divorce seriously. She said firmly: "Leng Muchiao, we are getting a divorce. I will not go back. I have not played any tricks with you. I am sincere." divorce."
"Luo Xiaoyi, you asked me to find a servant just because you wanted grandma to know about the divorce. You are very wishful thinking."
"Never come back if you can."
The call ended and Leng Muchiao hung up on her.
Once again they parted on bad terms, as before.
She looked at the screen. There were only a few sentences on it. Except for the sentence Leng Muxiao had just sent, the rest were all hers.
One day she asked him if he was busy at work and when he would be home tonight.
The weather is getting cold, remember to wear more clothes.
And when she asked him what he wanted to eat, she cooked it for him.
He would never reply, and she would never get the result she wanted.
Mu Yuan
Leng Muchiao threw his phone on the bed angrily. He was never a person who showed his emotions, and he was a little unusual recently.
I washed my face and came out to pack my luggage.
The company is very busy, and I have to catch a plane for a business trip in five hours, so there is not much time left. He didn't like others touching his things. After getting married, Luo Xiaoyi used his grandma to pressure him, so he dumped them to her. He hasn't touched them since.
A few minutes later.
Where is his usual towel?
Why isn't the stomach medicine he must bring with him in the medicine box?
Leng Muchiao was irritated as he couldn't find anything he was looking for.
"Master, what's going on?"
"Do you want to pack your luggage? Let me help you."
Sister Zhang saw the mess when she came in. She quickly packed her luggage and put everything that Leng Muxiao had messed up neatly.
Sister Zhang wore disposable gloves throughout the entire process, which was something Leng Muchiao could tolerate.
His expression softened and he said, "Thank you."
"It's okay, this is what the young lady specifically explained on the phone just now."
Hearing Luo Xiaoyi's name, Leng Muxiao's eyes turned cold, "What did she say in return?"
"It's nothing. The young lady said that she will not come back to live on an exchange group during this period. She also asked us to take good care of the young master."
Sister Zhang thought Leng Muxiao cared about Luo Xiaoyi, so she couldn't help but say a few nice words for Luo Xiaoyi.
"The young lady also said that the old lady has not been in good health recently and asked us to take more care of her. The young lady is really filial."
Oh, he had already warned her not to disturb grandma.
She can cancel the divorce application, but she can't play tricks in front of him again and again.
He didn't condone her.
After Sister Zhang left, Leng Muchiao called Zhang Dong directly.
"No matter what means I use, I will see Luo Xiaoyi at home when I return from a business trip."
