Mo Beicheng stared at him for a long time and reached for the bowl. It seemed that he really wanted to feed him.
Ji Yunan scolded me. First, he brought the bowl over. "You can't get enough to feed at home. Do you come to me to find a sense of existence? I have my own hands. I don't need you to feed me. "
The temperature of the porridge was just right. Ji Yunan threw the bowl aside, frowned and said, "you can make a meal disgusting."
He was in a bad mood and was forced to eat by Mo Beicheng. He couldn't pass without sarcasm.
Mo Beicheng calmly leaned back, with a cold smile in his cold expression. "You think too much. I just want to throw a bowl of porridge on your face. Since I don't eat it, it's a waste."
Ji Yunan
The doorbell rang.
The housekeeper went to open the door, saw the person clearly, and said with a smile, "Hello, Miss mu."
It's an oriental woman with a long body. She has long curly black hair, which is naturally spread over her shoulders. She has a white coat. Her facial features are delicate and beautiful, and her aura is not strong. She belongs to the type of little bird depending on people.
"Third brother, Yu Nan."
Ji Yunan opened his eyes, twisted his eyebrows, looked indifferent, "Qinghuan, how did you come?"
Mu Qinghuan was not used to Ji Yunan, who used to take her first in everything, being so indifferent to her. After a long time, he responded, "I heard that you are not very good recently. Come to see you."
"I'm fine. I'll let the driver take you back."
The woman pursed her lips and clenched her hands tightly. Due to the presence of an outsider, she didn't show any more intense emotions. "Yunan, can you help me find out something?"
"You said
"Fengyue hasn't been home recently. I want to know where he has gone."
"Well, I'll send it to you in the evening."
Finish saying, also don't go to see her desire to talk and stop face, command the housekeeper to call the driver to send Mu Qinghuan back.
After Mu Qinghuan left, Mo Beicheng satirized: "I'm too busy to help my ex girlfriend find her boyfriend. It's really a shame."
"This is my home. I can't stand it. Get out of here."
Mo Beicheng
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Nan Qiaojian finished, sweating all over and didn't want to leave immediately, so he took a rest for a while, took a bath in the gym, changed his clothes, and came out at eight o'clock.
Her eyes subconsciously searched for Mo Beicheng's Mercedes Benz G-class in the roadside parking space. The husband and wife worked in the same company and naturally took the same car. During this time, she was used to it. She even forgot what her car was like.
After looking around, I remembered that Mo Beicheng had gone to the United States on business. She drove her own car today.
It's not her little tortoise, but a Maybach landaulet. Nanqiao doesn't like sports cars. In Mo Beicheng's garage, it's a car series. This one is the most low-key one.
After changing the car, Nanqiao's operation is not so skilled.
A few hundred million luxury car, she was just out of the little turtle's sense of frustration, home almost ten o'clock.
There are still lights in the villa.
Nanqiao lowered his eyebrows, untied his seat belt and got off the car with the copilot's bag.
Just walked up the steps, sister GUI opened the door for her, took the shoes from the shoe cabinet and put them on the ground, "madam."
"Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
She remembers that she asked sister GUI to take a day off today.
"Sir, I've called. I know you haven't come back yet. Let me prepare a snack for you."
Nanqiao seldom eats midnight snack, but she is really hungry today. Before going to the gym, she only drank a bowl of porridge and exercised for two hours. She didn't feel hungry at all. When sister GUI mentioned food, she immediately felt hungry.
"When will you call back, sir?"
Nanqiao changed his shoes and went to the restaurant. As he walked, he took out his mobile phone from his bag. The screen was clean without any phone calls and information from Mo Beicheng.
"At about eight o'clock, I was in the back. I guess I called the master's house, but no one answered, so I called the servant's room in the back."
"Yes."
Nanqiao answered, took chopsticks and sat down to eat.
Porridge with a few side dishes, are easy to digest and light.
She stopped eating half a bowl.
Having been married for such a long time, Mo Beicheng was only half a month away when they just got the certificate, but at that time he felt very ordinary and had no special mood.
But this time it was different. She stood in the empty bedroom and looked at the daily necessities for two people. There was an unprecedented emptiness in her heart.
This feeling is clear but not strong, and can be suppressed at first.
But when she woke up in the morning, she habitually touched her side and felt a piece of cold, the feeling of emptiness became more and more uncontrollable. Nanqiao was still a little hazy and light sleepy, and instantly woke up.