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"Ugh …"

She blinked her red and swollen eyes, unable to say how she should thank him.

She said thank you only out of politeness, but she did not expect him to really accept, and even asked her so directly how she would thank him. She thought for a long time before she finally mustered the courage to say,

"That... I'll treat you to a meal! "

However, she didn't expect him to throw the question at her again.

"What do you want to eat?"

She gritted her teeth and said,

"As you wish!"

However, she secretly prayed in her heart that he wouldn't pick anything too extravagant or expensive from the Wealthy Class family. Otherwise, she would definitely feel heartache and even have thoughts of retreating.

He suddenly chuckled softly. His deep and pleasant voice rang out in the silent carriage. She couldn't help but be infected by his smile. Her eyes fixed on his face that was beaming with joy.

The car was parked at a red light, and when he saw her staring at him, he leaned over and looked her up and down dubiously. Then he smiled and breathed beside her ear.

"Package does not include... Eat you? "

She almost choked on her saliva as a blush appeared on her white face. She raised her hand and pushed him back, her face already full of smiles.

"Gu Mo City, why don't you go and die!"

A green light lit up. Gu Mo Cheng sat up straight and stopped teasing her. His voice also no longer had any trace of joking. Instead, it sounded somewhat serious.

"Then make me a curry!"

"Curry rice again?"

She frowned, puzzled.

Hadn't she done it once, when he had almost burned her kitchen the other day, and she had brought him curry rice for lunch as well?

She really didn't like eating that kind of thing. What was so delicious about it? It was nothing more than a pile of sauce, seasonings, and a portion of rice. There was no taste in her mouth at all.

"Can you make national curry? "Although it's all curry, let's make the national curry this time!"

he asked her softly as he drove.

She didn't know why, but she kept having the illusion that he sounded a little sad when he said it, so she didn't reject him.

"Oh, then you have to go to the supermarket to buy seasonings or something! "However, I must remind you that if you want to eat authentic national curry, you'd better go to a hotel. The taste you make will definitely be much worse!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Quan Tiancheng's hotel didn't have any dishes. He had already eaten all of the national food there. Today, he suddenly wanted to try the taste of the national curry that she had personally made.

Mu Wenwen didn't say anything. He just asked for his car to stop a long distance away from the supermarket. She got off the car by herself, rushed in to buy the materials she needed, and then rushed back.

She was busy in the kitchen when he leaned against the doorway of the kitchenette and stared at her. She was so stiff with him that she almost cut her finger off several times.

As if sensing her uneasiness, he leaned there and faintly opened his mouth to divert her attention.

"When I was young, I grew up in the Golden Horn. To be more precise, I grew up in a successive country. That's why I like Thai food and Thai curry!"

His biological parents had been drug dealers in the Golden Horn area, where they grew vast fields of opium poppy and owned their own opium poppy plantation.

Perhaps his bleached life now looked glorious, but in fact, he had been living a life of bloodshed ever since he was seven years old. His parents were betrayed by their three good friends, and they fled to many places where they had no other choice but to take him and commit suicide.

"Oh!"

Unexpectedly, he rarely opened his mouth to talk about his origins, but the little woman only replied with a "yes" and then continued burying her head in the food in her hands. He immediately clenched his teeth in displeasure.

Mu Yurou noticed his displeasure and raised his eyes to look at him before asking in an extremely cooperative manner.

"Didn't you grow up in a luxurious country?"

"He was in Golden Horn before he was seven, then he went to Kuangguo and was adopted by the old man!"

He watched as she skillfully poured the food into the pot and stir-fried it. Suddenly, he felt that it was very pleasing to watch someone cook.

"Oh!"

Mu Yurou was speechless. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue as she received his unhappy gaze once again.

I swear to God she's not interested in his background or anything, not even in this damn nuptial curry, and I don't know why he's suddenly talking to her like that.

When Gu Mo Cheng saw how unconcerned she was, he angrily closed the door and sat down on the sofa in the living room. He turned on the television and watched in boredom.

After a while, a plate of bright red nuptial curry was served. He ate with relish, while Mu Ran sat beside him with a frown as he watched him eat. The more he looked, the deeper his eyebrows creased.

Later, she had to console herself, radish and cabbage, everyone loved. He preferred such a strong taste, but she preferred light. It was fortunate that they didn't have to live together for a long time, or else they would have had to break their heads just for the sake of eating.

He was called away by a phone halfway through his meal. Mu Wenwen gently took a small bite and put it in his mouth. Instantly, hot tears flowed down his face. She directly poured the half plate of curry into the trash can without any reluctance.

After about half a month, Lin Wen Cheng's injury was almost completely healed and he successfully left the hospital. On the second day after he left the hospital, Mu Ling Feng announced the end of his marriage with Lin Wen Cheng that lasted for more than two years.

While holding the newspaper in his hands and staring at the large and eye-catching title, he suddenly couldn't say a single word. He had actually followed her to the end of the line, and she had even thought that after she withdrew, he would wholeheartedly deal with Mu Lingfeng.

Maybe it was because Lin Wen Cheng didn't care about his own safety and completely gave up on Mu Linfeng's thoughts. That was why she was willing to let go of all her years of stubbornness and bigotry to let him go and let him live.

Sighing, she picked up her phone and called Lin Wen Cheng. Lin Wen Cheng's voice was so calm that not a single ripple could be detected.

"Xiao Yan, as you know, I also didn't love her, and I even somewhat hate her. If she hadn't insisted on marrying her to threaten my family, I wouldn't have walked this far with you!"

"Brother Wen Cheng, how are you going to explain it to your family?"

Mu Ran did not forget Lin Youde's snobbish attitude. The Mu family was in the prime of their career and was a great political benefactor of Lin Youde. Now that they were divorced, Lin Youde's economic hub was completely broken.

"She was the one who proposed the divorce!"

Lin Wen Cheng said indifferently. Although she was the one who proposed it, he was the one who forced it.

She sat on the bed, as always, and helped him peel the fruit. He glanced at her downcast face; in fact, Mu Lingfeng could be considered a beauty, but because she always had a cold expression on her face, she gave people a cold and arrogant feeling.

However, no matter how beautiful other women were, they were still not as beautiful as the little princess in his heart.

"Lingfeng!"

He said her name softly and reached out his hand to hold hers. He could clearly feel her trembling all over, but he still spoke harshly.

"It's impossible between us for the rest of our lives, and I don't want to delay your youth like this either. Why don't you let me live, and also let yourself live?"

Mu Lingfeng lowered his head and endured the overwhelming pain in his heart as he pulled his hand away from his palm. How ironic was that now? For more than two years, his most tender moment with her had been the moment when he said goodbye to her.

Perhaps her heart was already numb from the pain. She stiffly turned around and mechanically took out a document from her bag, handing it to him. Her voice was wooden.

"I've already signed the divorce agreement!"

Then, she stood up and rushed out of the ward with her bag in hand, afraid that tears would burst if she were a step too slow.