C22 Wife I'm Hungry

An Zhi frowned slightly.

"I'm already on my way to your house. Do you have time?" Huo Cheng asked.

"What?" An Zhimo was very surprised. "I'm not at home right now. I have matters to attend to outside. Can you come back tomorrow, or I can go and find you."

For the sake of money, An Zhimo had put on a low front.

"I'm on a business trip tomorrow and won't be back for a long time."

So what he meant was that there was no way to get a divorce before he came back?

An Zhimo was very afraid of saying those words to Nightbreak Trickster.

"I'm already at your district, you can go back slowly. Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

After that, he hung up without waiting for An Zhimo's reply.

Looking at the phone in her hand, a feeling of powerlessness rose up in her heart.

An Zhimo walked over to the dining table. An Xiaomo stared at her phone, "Mommy, is that the call from Huo Cheng?"

An Zhimo slowly nodded, feebly lying down on the table.

An Xiaomei said, "Mommy, quickly go find him. Maybe he will even give us more alimony."

An Zhimo looked at her son helplessly. "Give more?" Being able to give it was already not bad! However, in order to avoid any accidents in the middle, she was still prepared to fight.

"Little Mo, obediently eat at home. After you're done, go to your room and finish your homework. Mommy will be back later."

"I understand. You can go now." An Xiaomo agreed obediently.

An Zhimo reported to her friend in the taxi, "I'll definitely go to your house in a while and not reveal my secret."

"Darling, we have to work overtime today. Qiao Sheng is also on a business trip, so you might have to come over to get the key. " Xiao Xi said apologetically.

However, An Zhimu happily accepted it.

It was good that Xiao Xi and Qiao Sheng weren't home, it saved people from saying anything.

He directly told the driver to go to Xiao Xi's company and get her keys. By the time she rushed to the district, it was already 8 PM.

A black Maybach was parked under Little Xi's house.

She leaned against the window and looked in, but didn't see any signs of Huo Cheng, so she walked straight into the building.

The moment he walked out of the elevator, he heard a lazy and low voice from behind him. "Wifey, you're still willing to go home."

Ye Zichen turned around and observed the man's expression, feeling rather good about it.

An Zhimo clenched her heart, which had been beating wildly from the fright just now. 'You …' "Did you wait a long time..."

Huo Cheng nodded his head and pursed his lips. He stared fixedly at her eyes with those tempting, deep eyes.

She didn't wear her glasses today because she was wearing a dress for the interview. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, making her look even more exquisite and beautiful.

An Zhimo's mind was in a mess. Her mind was completely filled with the matter of the divorce, and she had not noticed the man's measuring gaze at all.

He turned around, took the key out of his pocket and opened the door.

Huo Cheng followed her into the room.

An Zhimo switched the car off and glanced at the man behind her. Still, she placed Qiao Sheng's shoes beside his feet.

The smile on Huo Cheng's face froze, and the temperature of his body dropped two degrees. "Whose shoes?"

He lowered his head to look at her, giving her the illusion that she had been caught cheating.

She tilted her head and smiled, then quickly explained, "It's from Xiaoxi's boyfriend …"

Huo Cheng let out a cold snort and walked into the room barefooted. He said arrogantly, "I won't wear another man's things."

The corner of An Zhimo's mouth twitched.

She looked at the man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. She picked up the remote control beside her and pulled out the news channel. It was the same as when she was at home.

He felt at ease as if he was in his own home, without a shred of embarrassment.

After looking at it for a long time, An Zhimo finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Director Huo, about the divorce agreement, what did you want to discuss with me before?"

Huo Cheng glanced at her, then looked at the time on his phone and sighed. "It's already past 8."

"Hmm?" An Zhimo looked at Huo Cheng with a puzzled expression.

Huo Cheng looked at her with a slight smile. "I didn't eat anything tonight …"

An Zhimo had no choice but to lower her head. When she looked up again, Huo Cheng was already watching the television as if nothing had happened.

An Zhimo frowned slightly. Could it be that this man had eaten dinner just because she had rushed over?

However, thinking of her three million, she chose someone and walked into the kitchen.

And Xiao Xi was indeed a good wife and mother, there were all kinds of ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen. After standing there for a long time, she still took out a bag of noodles and prepared to cook it.

Huo Cheng took a deep look at the situation in the kitchen and sized up the room.

The house was not big, but it was very warm. The entire family style had a hint of a young girl's powder on it. He couldn't help but shake his head. He hadn't expected that An Zhimo would actually still have the heart of a young girl. It was truly the opposite of what she usually wore.

Ye Zichen saw a slim and beautiful figure walk out of the kitchen, and quickly returned to his cold and reserved look.

An Zhimo placed the cooked noodles in front of him, "The noodles are done cooking. Eat it while it's hot."

Huo Cheng was waiting for the noodles in front of him. He scolded, "You're letting me eat this?"

An Zhimo clenched her fist tightly, taking a long time to suppress her anger, "Director Huo, you should know that I don't know how to cook."

Huo Cheng looked at her resentful expression and smiled faintly. "I'm sorry, I seemed to have forgotten."

An Zhimo was silent.

"Have you eaten?" Huo Cheng suddenly had a lot of conscience.

An Zhi frowned slightly. "Originally, Director Huo didn't call me. Now, I'm having a big meal with my friend again."

An Zhimo's eyes were fixated on the hard work and capital of the scallion noodles. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "However, since Director Huo has asked me, I won't be polite …"

Just as he was about to reach for it, Huo Cheng picked up the bowl and threw it into the trash can.

An Zhimo stared in astonishment at the still steaming hot trash can. This was the result of her hard work!

"This kind of thing, it's better to eat less." Huo Cheng placed the bowl next to the pool.

An Zhimo secretly clenched her fists. She couldn't get angry, she had to restrain herself, she had to be strong.

He handed over his phone with a smile, "Then I'll order a few dishes for you.

Huo Cheng frowned. "Unhygienic!"

This is not healthy nor not healthy, why didn't I see you eat less during the day!

Huo Cheng was intentionally causing trouble in front of her. She couldn't stand it any longer and said, "If you want to eat or not, then go ahead and starve!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she began to regret them.

Huo Cheng sat down on the sofa and stared at her with his dark eyes that were full of danger and sharpness.

Just as An Zhimo was feeling awkward and frustrated, she heard the sound of a lock being turned behind her. Terrified, she turned around and saw Qiao Sheng casually entering the room with the key in his hand.

"We are not the same, we are not the same... Hm? Not a girl, why are you here? Where's our Little Xi? "

It's over! Didn't Xiaoxi say that her family's Qiao Sheng was on a business trip? Why did he suddenly come back!?

She quickly went up and said, "Qiao Sheng, you're back. I wasn't planning to come back tonight, but something happened and I came back."

She winked at Qiao Sheng as she spoke.

Qiao Sheng looked at An Zhimo, whose eyes were twitching, and then glanced at the young and handsome man on the sofa. He instantly understood what was going on.

"Screech!" Qiao Sheng vaguely stretched out his voice. "That's your boyfriend, he's really handsome."

An Zhimo, "…"

Huo Cheng got up and looked at the man in white shirt and jeans. He frowned when he saw the suitcase in Huo Cheng's hand. "You live here?"

Qiao Sheng nodded. "That's right. Little Xi and I …"

An Zhimo directly interrupted, "Actually, Xiaoxi previously lived with her boyfriend. I moved in and went next door to them."

He tugged at the corner of Qiao Sheng's shirt.

Huo Cheng narrowed his eyes as he looked at the two weird people. "Really?"