Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 531 After Divorce, Cannon Fodder, She Fell in a Romance (13)

The live broadcast was still going on, and everyone looked at Boss Ba sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, with his hair a little messed up and his back still a little depressed.

【President Ba looks so pitiful】

【He can't even use a kettle, can he?As expected of the overlord, ten fingers do not touch the spring water]

[This is too exaggerated, it’s true that modern society doesn’t even know how to use a hot water bottle]

[I also think it's too exaggerated, wouldn't it be enough to just plug it in and press it? Is the boss's IQ so low? 】

Seeing that the online reviews were wrong, the company's public relations department immediately released the sailors bought in advance.

[The boss who makes decisions in the mall is actually a novice in life, the contrast is so cute]

【Idiot boss seems to be more down-to-earth hahahaha】

[Stupid grandma with a leg, isn't this just a worthless mother boy?]

Sister Fang spoke angrily.

Knowing the inside story, she felt angry when she saw Murong Yan's clumsy appearance.

When he was young, he was a Ma Baonan. During his entrepreneurial period, Jiang Lai devoted himself to taking care of him without complaint, and raised him into a waste who could not even use a kettle. In the end, Ma Baonan made a fortune relying on this bit of luck and strength. He doesn't need to do big and small things.

Can such ignorant waste be called down to earth?
Laughed her to death.

Sister Fang just wanted to continue firing, but a warning popped up as soon as the news was sent out.

[Civilized barrage, please do not speak at will]

Try again and find that you have been blocked.

"Fuck, trash mom boy."

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Murong Yan clutched his stomach and bowed his head in a daze.

I haven't felt this way for a long time. Even if I went home after a long day of exhaustion and was hungry while talking about business, I never felt such a stomachache as now, as if something was burning inside.

At this time, someone came down the stairs, Murong Yan quickly sat down, and turned to see that it was Jiang Lai.

He subconsciously wanted to leave, he didn't want to be alone with Jiang Lai.

Divorced, he didn't want to have anything to do with Jiang Lai anymore, and he didn't want to give those interested people on the Internet any chance to create a topic. Of course, he didn't want Jiang Lai to feel that there was a chance to get back together with him.

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Lai went straight to the bar, filled a kettle of water and placed it on the water boiler stand. The water boiler button was in the middle of the handle. People who never do housework really need a bit of luck to find the water boiler button .

The sound of the kettle was loud, making the spacious living room even more silent.

[Jiang Lai will not change his mind again, right? 】

[If she really wants to take the opportunity to curry favor with the boss, she can go straight to black]

[What are you thinking about? I definitely want to go up. Otherwise, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and goes downstairs to boil a kettle to drink?]

【It's none of your business when people go downstairs to drink water】

Murong Yan simply sat still, no matter what he did at this time, it would cause discussion among others, the best way is to do nothing.

Jiang Lai poured himself a glass of water, and then went upstairs with the water. He didn't communicate with Murong Yan from the beginning to the end, and was extremely quiet.

When Murong Yan looked up again, he was the only one left in the living room.

The spout of the kettle behind him was steaming.

He pursed his lips.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he first started his business. His mother was seriously ill, and he had to be busy with the company and take care of his mother. Although those days were hard and tiring, every time he came home, hot meals would be placed on the table.

No matter how late he came back, there was still warm water in the cups on the coffee table.

He has long been used to such subtle things, just a glass of water, a meal, how could he remember it.

But at this time, in this silent night, when the stomach cramps made it difficult to breathe, there was still a person behind him who silently boiled a glass of water for him.

I don't know why, but my heart feels a little swollen.

The hot water that can be picked up by raising his hand at ordinary times, and the hot food that is placed in front of him at meal time, he already felt that they were the most sparse and ordinary things in his life.

But just now, he actually felt some weird sourness.

Jiang Lai still has him in his heart.

Unfortunately, he doesn't love her.

Even if he knew that she was devoted to him, even if he knew that she loved him deeply, even if she had no doubts about his kindness to him.

But not loving is not loving.

Three years of love and three years of marriage, he has never loved her.

Not even the desire to touch her.

He always thought that he was an absolute rationalist, and he would never feel throbbing again in this life.

This state of mind like still water did not stop until he met Shang Qingrao.

At that moment, he really felt the feeling of blood boiling, like spring water bubbling up from the dry land. The comfortable feeling made him fall in love with that woman unstoppably.

Murong Yan couldn't refuse this feeling, and didn't want to miss it.

Therefore, he chose to file for divorce with Jiang Lai.

Sure enough, her initial reaction was violent and paranoid.

It made him feel helpless for a while.

But now she didn't know what happened, as if she had figured it out, she suddenly let go and agreed to let him go free.

Same thing tonight.

She still loves herself, but she doesn't bother herself anymore.

He held the hot water in his hand, and after taking a sip, his stomach felt a lot better.

If she can continue to be like this, Murong Yan doesn't mind continuing to live in peace with her.

What should be compensated has already been compensated. After all, we have been together for so many years, and it is okay to be friends.

Jiang Lai didn't know about Murong Yan's complicated and profound psychological journey of derailment.

She just woke up in the middle of the night and went downstairs to pour a glass of water when she was thirsty.

But she deliberately left the water in the kettle for Murong Yan.

Just looking at his state today, it must be the hero's unique stomach trouble.

As a male protagonist, Murong Yan has some of the most basic configurations.

For example, the faint cologne smell on the body.

Stomach problems that occur at every turn.

And the noble virtue of shying away from other women.

He used this kind of character on his wife. Although the two have been in love and married for six or seven years, this does not prevent Murong Yan from defending himself like a jade for the heroine.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lai took a sip of hot water.

"Trash."

"Garbage, you even boil hot water for him."

"Do the task, there is no way."

One of the tasks is to make the scumbag regret, how can he regret if he doesn't find a chance to get along with each other.

Early the next morning, the voice of "Hum He He He" came from Jiang Lai's room.

Because it was two people sharing a room, Coco, who came back from washing, heard the movement and took a look, and then saw Jiang Lai, who was wearing boxing gloves, punching the sandbag forcefully beside an erected boxing sandbag.

The heavy sandbag was smashed to one side, and the force of each punch was extremely heavy, and the solid sound resounded throughout the room. Jiang Lai, who was wearing short-sleeved shorts, waved his smooth and tight arms in a rhythmic way, and his long legs were even more slender. Without losing power and explosiveness.

(End of this chapter)