Chapter 657

She had a long sleep last night, and it was almost dark when she woke up.

Shi Sheng changed his clothes and went out. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a smell of tomato and fish soup.

Americans all drink thick soup. The only one who can make tomato fish soup is mu Qinghuan, who is also a Chinese.

When I went to the living room, I saw Mu Qinghuan cooking porridge in the kitchen.

She was wearing an apron, bending over to taste the salty taste of the soup, and the light was on her, like a good wife and mother.

The high-heeled shoes on Shi Sheng's feet didn't have time to change in the afternoon. There was no carpet on the ground in summer. The sound of the heel hitting the ground was very loud.

Mu Qinghuan looked back and saw that it was her. She pursed her lower lip and turned away.

When she doesn't speak, Shisheng won't be stupid enough to step forward.

Since Mu Qinghuan is cooking tomato and fish soup, she should go to the supermarket to buy vegetables in the afternoon. She is very hungry now, and Taylor is still living in a villa and has to prepare meals for him.

Shi Sheng doesn't refuse to eat food just because Mu Qinghuan bought it. This kind of affectation is not the characteristic of poor people like her.

Open the refrigerator, in addition to two green onions, nothing, as clean as before.

"Hum."

She heard Mu Qinghuan sneer, but she didn't want to argue with her. She closed the refrigerator door and went upstairs to get her mobile phone to order takeout.

See when Sheng go upstairs, Mu Qinghuan a little strained, but in the end did not say anything.

As soon as she went upstairs, she put the cream white fish soup in the pan and quietly put two white pills in it. She stirred it with a spoon until the pills completely melted.

She sent fish soup up, and the Shisheng had come down. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room playing with her mobile phone.

second floor.

Ji Yunan's room door is not closed, but she still knocks symbolically.

"Come in."

"Yu Nan, I heard Taylor say that you have been drinking white porridge for the past few days when you were injured. I cooked crucian carp soup for you." She walked in with the bowl carefully.

It's not born to be Miss Jiao who doesn't touch yangchunshui. Mu Qinghuan doesn't have too much fuss.

Ji Yunan in processing documents, smell speech, lift eyes to see her one eye, "put it."

"Drink while it's hot. It's not fresh when it's cold." She sat down by the bed and posed with a spoon to feed him.

"I'll do it myself."

Ji Yunan took a sip from the bowl and frowned slightly.

It's a little bitter.

"Sorry, I didn't know how to kill fish for the first time. Maybe I broke my gallbladder." She sipped, "forget it, don't drink it."

Mu Qinghuan reaches for the bowl. After Ji Yunan says "it's OK," he drinks the soup. "After that, let the salesmen in the supermarket do it. You don't have to do it yourself."

"I'm afraid it's not fresh when I get it back. The soup of crucian carp needs to be fresh."

"Then let the servants do it."

He said this only because he thought that a woman should not come to kill fish.

But mu Qinghuan obviously misunderstood, she bowed her head and laughed, "OK, next time let people do it."

"Yes."

"Yu Nan, I'm sorry, I..."

"Go out," Ji Yunan interrupted, looking back to the document. "There is no ticket to France this week. If you want to leave, I can contact the helicopter for you."

"No," Mu Qinghuan stood up with a bowl and took a deep breath of anger. "You're so good. I can leave next week. I'll decide the ticket myself. You don't need to worry about it."

Ji Yunan was speechless, and Mu Qinghuan could not stand for a few seconds. His eyes were red. "I know you are angry with me, but have you ever thought about it for me? You know your father's character better than I do. He can't do anything he decides. Even if I don't agree at that time, he will force me to do it by other means."

She looked at him, eyes deep silence, aggressive, "I have parents, friends, do I want to drag them to bury me for their own selfish desires?"

Ji Yunan leaned against the bed, and his face was pale and weak with a dark quilt.

His whole person looked listless, his lips were tight, but his tone was calm: "you can come to me, but you didn't. You accepted the check he gave you, accepted the school he contacted, and you went to France."

Mu Qinghuan was angry.

Her face was pale, but her red lips became more and more pale. She asked excitedly, "did you come to me?"

Ji Yunan

"No," she added

Ji Yunan is silent.

When she left, she almost bought a ticket at the airport, but no matter what she thought at that time, he didn't go, and now he doesn't intend to explain.