Chapter 32

Bai Tongxi, who is sitting on the floor, finally looks at the broken inkstone and shakes his lips. He doesn't say much. He picks up the vacuum cleaner and leaves the room.

Looking coldly at her back, Meng Peiyuan strode forward and slammed the door.

Bai Tongxi, who just came to the door, was shocked to a stiff back. As Zuo Lulu said, his world is far from accepting her.

In the study.

Meng Peiyuan looked down at the deformed envelope in his hand and was slightly distracted: this letter is not a love letter at all, but a break-up letter from Lu Sixuan -

knock -

I don't know how long later, there was a cautious knock on the door. Bai Tongxi, who had gone back, asked through the door: have you had dinner when you came back? I fried two dishes. If you are hungry, come out and eat together.

Knowing that he was angry, she was more careful when asking questions.

Meng Peiyuan flew a sneer in the past: I'm not hungry!

There's no movement outside.

Meng Peiyuan's eyes became more and more deep. He didn't meet his husband for such a long time. As soon as he met, he messed up his study. Now he heard that he was not hungry and left immediately, so he wouldn't please him more?

After touching his stomach, Meng Peiyuan gripes his teeth and refuses to go out to let Bai Tongxi see the joke.

Late at night, everything is quiet. A figure walks to the kitchen quickly and opens two refrigerator doors.

In addition to the whole row of mineral water, the rest of the food is to be cooked, and there is no sign of cooked food.

Meng Peiyuan's handsome face turns black. He thinks that Bai Tongxi has a heart to treat him badly. His sharp eyes turn around. However, when he sees the shredded pork fried beans and duck stewed potatoes on the kitchen table, he stops.

The food was covered with a plastic basket to prevent mosquitoes and ants. There was a convenience note on the basket. Meng Peiyuan took it off to have a look. ]

is Bai Tongxi sure that he won't be able to go downstairs to find food in the middle of the night?

Do you really think you're the worm in his stomach?

Meng Peiyuan copied all the food in his hand. He disdained: hum, a smart woman.

Meng Peiyuan calls Zhou Yibei and Shen Congliang to come out. Three handsome and luxurious men sit at the dining table in the dining room of a star hotel with a high profile.

Meng Peiyuan was busy eating, while the other two drank with him and talked about business from time to time.

Seeing that Meng Peiyuan ate the most and talked the least, Zhou Yibei and Shen Congliang laughed that he was born hungry.

After eating and drinking, Zhouyi North proposed: drag racing?

Shen Congliang shook his head like a rattle: No, I cherish my life.

Tut, wife slave is reluctant to die in front of her lover. Zhouyi North turned to Meng Peiyuan: Er Shao, how about you?

Meng Peiyuan was full of anger and needed to vent. Hearing the words, he readily accepted them.

As a result, the three men appeared in the international sports center, where there is a legal racetrack, amid Shen Congliang's wailing.

Considering that Shen Congliang doesn't play, Meng Peiyuan and Zhou Yibei kindly put him on the stand in the audience. One after the other, they went to the dressing room to change their equipment.

There are four entrances in the driveway. In the sound of the referee's gun, Meng Peiyuan slams the accelerator, and the Bumblebee darts out like an arrow.

Left behind, the north of Zhouyi is stunned. Is Meng Peiyuan desperate? Driving so fast!

Listening to the sound of the hunting wind, Meng Peiyuan's heart was like being blown open, a lot of fun.

But his eyebrows are still frowning, because he can't get rid of Bai Tongxi's pale face.