Chapter 537： Marry a strange man

"Why tell me this?"

Lan Meng sneered, "I'm short of money."

If it was not for her lack of money, she would not have told Tang Shinian.

But more than that, she didn't want to make Cheng Ruoqin better.

Why did she marry a strange man, but Cheng Ruoqin was safe and returned to the United States.

Tang Shinian said quietly, "Money has hit your account, don't contact me again."

Lan Meng hung up the phone consciously.

Mrs. Lan and Father Lan have left her alone, and Father Lan goes to live every year.

Every day I am only busy fighting Li Xian and fighting wit. Where can Lan Meng have other thoughts?

Either she had no means to rely on, or she was married, she had no chips to fight with Tang Shi.

What's more, Shi Mubai's fierce means, she has been taught once, do not want to try again.

So, that's it.

However, Lan Meng did not know at this time that the bad things done in her youth would become retribution and come to her.

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At about four o'clock in the evening, Shi Mubai returned from the company. He greeted Cheng Ye downstairs and returned to the bedroom.

When he entered the bedroom, he found Tang Shinian rubbing his legs pale and uncomfortable.

He asked, "What happened?"

Tang Shinian looked at him with two eyes and truthfully said, "My leg is cramped."

Shi Mubai strode over and sat down beside her, rubbing her legs, "When did you start?"

"Nowadays."

The palms of men were warm and powerful, and after a while, the calves were not so sore.

He looked at Tang Shinian and asked, "Are you still upset?"

Tang Shinian took his leg away from him and shook his head. "It's better."

When she entered the door, Shi Mubai put her heart on Tang Shinian's cramped legs, so he didn't realize that she had already spoken to him.

Because of the cold weather, I ate dinner at six in the evening, so Tang Shinian was hungry before midnight.

She was lying in bed, hungry and uncomfortable, but the aunt who was cooking was already asleep, and she shouted shyly.

Shi Mubai was lying beside her. He had a light sleep. When she moved, he woke up.

Raising his hand and turning on a small lamp, his deep ink eyes fell on her, "Hungry?"

It was the pillow person, and he could easily guess it.

Tang Shinian was a little bit difficult to open, but the baby in her stomach couldn't be hungry, she nodded.

"What to eat?"

"Tomato and egg noodles."

Shi Mubai put on his coat and left the bedroom.

About fifteen minutes later, the man returned to the bedroom with a hot bowl of flour.

Tang Shinian sat up, and Shi Mubai took off her coat and laid it on her.

I took the folding table and put it on the bed, brought my face over, and passed her the chopsticks.

A series of actions can be called gentle and considerate.

Tang Shinian lowered his head and ate, and some hair fell down, and almost fell into the bowl. The man raised his hand to help her hook behind her ear.

Shi Mubai didn't sleep, she sat on the side and watched her eat noodles.

When she finished eating, Shi Mubai sent the bowl to the kitchen, packed her bed, and lay down.

Turning off the light, Tang Shinian didn't sleep. At night, her eyes were very bright.

Shi Mubai also did not sleep.

But both were tacit and did not speak.

Tang Shinian wanted to open his mouth and ask him why he had prescribed the medicine, but why not tell her, but after that?

It seemed that she asked him to say that, when she was angry, the man wanted to explain, and she didn't want to listen.

After some tangles, Tang Shinian slowly became sleepy, so he stopped thinking and closed his eyes.

In the darkness, Shi Mubai turned her head to look at the person next to her eyes, Mo Mo stared at her, and never looked away.