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He quickly cooked the dishes and brought them to the dining table. It was a return for what he had done for her today.

With regards to the Bai Clan and Jin Ruoxue, she owed him a lot in a short time.

That money, even after a few years of work.

His woman, she could just turn a blind eye. This was her own choice, she couldn't blame anyone but her heart felt uncomfortable knowing that he had asked his woman to come here.

Once again, she ran upstairs and gently pushed open the door of the study. He was sitting in front of a computer and was reading a document, so focused that he didn't even notice her coming in. He covered his eyes and asked in a rough voice, "Guess who I am?"

"Big gray wolf."

"That's not right."

"Little Red Riding Hood."

"That's not right." Ye Zichen thought that he would ignore her, but he actually played this childish game with her. She knew that it was childish, but she couldn't help but cover her eyes when she stood behind him.

"Yes, you are Little Red Riding Hood." After forcefully pulling away from her hand, he turned around and leaned over, reminding her of that kiss on the car. However, the next thing that entered her mind was the pretty girl he paid for in the supermarket.

"Oh, let's go." Slightly embarrassed, was that because of her dodging just now?

She didn't know, but when they were walking down the stairs, his hand was holding hers tightly, as if they were a real couple.

But she knew they weren't.

Never.

As he walked down the stairs to the dining table, the fragrance of food wafted through the air. He stood before the table and looked at her dishes and soup before lowering his head to take a sniff. As soon as he sat down, he solemnly asked her, "Late autumn, it's so fragrant. Do you want to drink some wine?"

She shook her head. "No, I don't know how to drink."

"Then why don't you push the liquor? There won't be a next time."

He smiled gently, "Now that you're keeping me, I won't. However, when you don't, you can forget about me."

The chopsticks in his hand froze, but he said in a very strange tone, "They should be here."

"What?"

He said, "It's fine as long as you look at it. Late autumn, I can't bear to eat chopsticks."

"Eat, it tastes much worse than what you call it outside."

"It's not the same. There's a lot of food and seasonings outside, and all the MSG are put in big spoonfuls and big spoonfuls. Some of the dishes even have something that we don't know is harmful to our bodies.

Hearing him talk about it, she suddenly realized that she did not know anything about him and his family at all.

Only, they had agreed to marry in a flash, and then, they had agreed to get a divorce.

"Ding Ling …" As she was thinking, the doorbell rang. Just as she was about to open the door, he said, "Let me do it."

He quickly walked to the door with his two long legs and opened it. He quickly turned around and put his hands behind his back as he smiled mysteriously.

"Ah Xun, what did you sign for it?" Could it be a love letter? "

He walked to the dining table and picked up an empty vase. Then, a bunch of lotus flowers appeared behind him and carefully inserted into the vase. Then, he sat down again and said, "If you are here in the future, I'll get someone to send you a bunch of lotus flowers every day."

"Thank you." He always thought it was weird, but since he liked it, he gave it away every day without spending her money.

She did not drink, and neither did he. After they finished eating, he leaned back comfortably in his chair. "Evening fall, actually, it's really delicious for me to have to thank you."

She stood up and was about to clean up the dishes when he said, "Just leave it, don't worry about it."

Just as she was about to tell him not to ask anyone to clean up, he had already grabbed her hand. "Come, let's go out and relax."

"Ah Xun, don't you have to work overtime?" After some thought, she tried asking.

"No need. Let's go."

"Oh." She wanted to ask him where he was going, but she felt it was too much of a surprise.

Leng Muxian seemed to be in a good mood, the car stopped shortly after. The brisk BMW let Zhong Xianqiu alight with the countless eyes on Leng Muxun, and the lighthearted ones were all women.

"Hua …" A loud and clear whistle sounded. It was the whistle of a seventeen or eighteen year old female student blowing towards Leng Mu Xun.

With a faint smile, he turned a blind eye. It was only then that Zhong Xianqiu realized they had stopped in front of a beautiful Paris fashion shop.

Zhong Wanqiu stopped in his tracks. She thought that Leng Muqin must be here to buy gifts for the woman who visited his mansion tonight. She didn't want to follow him in, this place would probably cost more than a thousand yuan for a pair of shoes.

She leaned against his car. "Tsk, tsk." Immediately, someone's eyes fell on her as well. However, all of them were men. There were all kinds of men.

"Zhong Xiuqiu, why didn't you come in?" While Zhong Xianqiu was trying to figure out whether the other men were looking at her or the car, Leng Mu Xun, who found that she wasn't following them, turned his head and asked.

"No reason. Buy your clothes, I'll wait for you."

"Miss, I need you to try on my clothes." At least try to let him know her size, so he could choose her size for her. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to wear what she chose. Perhaps there would even be cartoon patterns on her clothes, just like the suspenders and denim skirt she was wearing right now.

Sure enough, he wanted to use her as a frame. Alright, since waiting was boring anyway, he decided to give it a try. "Alright." She quickly followed her. It was clearly just an ordinary denim dress, but the gazes of the men who were looking at her before followed her as she left.

He seemed to have discovered it. His arm moved, gesturing for her to pull him up. She wanted to reject him, but he said in a low voice, "Hold him. My grandpa's people are over there."

She immediately pulled on his arm obediently. The reason she wanted to marry him was for his grandfather to begin with.

After entering the fashion shop, Leng Mian swept his gaze across them before pointing to a white chiffon dress. "I want this one. Take her to try it out."

"Alright." The sales clerk took a look at his figure and took out a piece of cloth to lure him over. "Miss, please come with me to the fitting room."

Zhong Wanqiu wanted to say no, but the cold gaze of Leng Mushroom outside the window let her know that his grandfather was still there.

Forget it, let's just continue acting.

She had never worn such a high-end dress. She was so beautiful that she could only touch the fabric comfortably, turn it around and around, before finally walking out of the fitting room. At that time, Leng Muxun was picking out a pair of shoes from the opposite shoe rack, and in his hand was a pair of white high-heeled shoes. He gestured with his hands and turned around, just in time to see Zhong Wanqiu looking at him, "Here, this is for her."

"Yes." The waiter took it and walked over to Zhong Wanqiu.

Only then did Zhong Wanqiu realize that the white dress and the flat black shoes she was wearing didn't match at all. She obediently put them on, which immediately lit up everyone's eyes.

"OK, I want this one. We'll take it according to her size. I'll choose my clothes in a bit. You guys can help me choose the size and then pack it."

Cold Mushroom was really swift, as quick as lightning. After he gave the instructions to the waiter, in the next ten minutes, he actually picked over twenty sets of clothes. There were so many of them, and so many that the waiter could only look at them one by one.

However, it was pretty good. She didn't need to try out Leng Muqin. That's right, he was going to give them to his girlfriend, so she tried them out one by one.

Men bought clothes faster than women, in less than half an hour. When the card was done and the clothes were packed, the two of them were already out of Paris with their bags in their hands.

Outside, the night was dark and neon was flashing everywhere. The BMW was driving along the busy streets of the city, and looking out the window, it gave off a feeling of intoxication, as if everything was unreal.

Seeing Leng Muqin bring her back to his residence, Zhong Wanqiu finally broke the silence of the car. "Leng MuXun, are you sure you want to take me back?" He had an appointment tonight.

Thinking about what he had said on the phone, Zhong Wanqiu really did not want to go back with him. She was afraid of what she might not see.

"Otherwise, where are you going?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"But …" Thinking about how he had his girlfriend bring a condom over her head, she couldn't help but blush. She was absolutely confused about the relationship between a man and a woman.

"We're here." However, Leng Musheng didn't give her any leeway. The car pulled into the parking lot, and then drove in a beautiful arc before slowly coming to a stop.

Silently walking beside him, the two of them carried bags of varying sizes. These were the gifts he had prepared for his girlfriend. Thinking of this, her heart ached inexplicably.

To be honest, Zhong Wanqiu felt awkward. However, since Leng Muxian did not care about her being a light bulb, she did not mind.

Upon seeing him open the door, Zhong Wanqiu quietly followed him in. He didn't know why, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Pa!" He threw all the bags on the sofa. "Ah Xun, I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep. Good night!"

She didn't want to run into a woman she shouldn't have.

"Wait." Chilling a smile, Leng Muqin caught her arm in an instant. Then, without caring if she was struggling or not, she pulled with great strength, forcing Zhong Wanqiu's face to turn towards her. "Pu!" His lips quickly touched her lips, just like a dragonfly touching water, and in a flash, he moved away. "Just like husband and wife, good night."