After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 79 Looks like frigidity

Feng Yian looked at Duan Xiaowu. She clearly said something bad about Chang Rong, but she still had a smile on her face.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Feng Yian turned his attention to the front and stopped talking about this topic.

The morning passed very quickly. Duan Xiaowu settled her cooperation with Qingyang, went back to the hotel to pick up her jealous husband, and boarded the plane back to T city.

Chang Rong and Duan Xiaowu sat on one side of the first-class cabin, while Feng Yian and the three people in charge of the partition construction sat on the other side.

"When did you come to L City yesterday? How come you knew it as soon as I returned to my room?"

Duan Xiaowu approached Chang Rong and asked in a low voice.

Chang Rong looked down at the magazine in his hand and said casually: "I won't tell you."

"..."

Duan Xiaowu turned around and didn't want to talk to him anymore. This man had a temper that changed from time to time.

The entire first-class flight lasted for more than an hour, and the two of them didn't even exchange a word.

After returning to T City, Duan Xiaowu and Feng Yian went directly back to the company to prepare for a meeting.

Before leaving, Xiao Wu saw that Chang Rong still had the same bad face, so she left Chang Rong at the airport.

Chang Rong watched Duan Xiaowu and his group's car gradually move away, then turned and took a look inside the airport.

A figure who was standing in a conspicuous place just now hid around the corner after seeing Chang Rong turn around.

The next second, Chang Rong's cell phone rang.

"Young Master, I'm sure he's from Hongda Group."

Chang Rong stood there, his face turned cold.

"Grandpa's people are really efficient at doing things. Just keep watching. As long as they haven't taken action yet, don't alert them."

"Yes."

Chang Rong hung up the phone, hailed a taxi, and returned to Yuelu International.

When Duan Xiaowu came back, Chang Rong was watching a movie in the small viewing room of her home.

The hero begged the heroine not to leave in the rain, but the heroine left decisively.

"I didn't expect you to like watching such old-fashioned movies."

Duan Xiaowu stood at the door.

Chang Rong seemed to be too absorbed in watching and didn't notice Duan Xiaowu standing outside the door.

Duan Xiaowu's words actually startled him.

Chang Rong turned off the movie and stood up.

"Every movie has its value."

Duan Xiaowu shrugged, turned around and walked out.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

She didn't have the habit of going home to cook. She originally wanted to eat out and then go home, but when she thought there was someone at home, she came back directly.

"You might as well just ask what's at home." Chang Rong followed her out.

He bypassed Duan Xiaowu and walked into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator, which was already filled with various ingredients.

Duan Xiaowu leaned over and took a look. The refrigerator was full, and then he looked up at Chang Rong.

"Did you go shopping?"

"Have takeout delivered."

Chang Rong replied coldly.

He picked up two tomatoes, a few eggs and a handful of noodles.

Duan Xiaowu watched him fry the eggs until they were golden, then put in the red tomatoes. After frying them, he started to boil the noodles in another pot.

"Your approach is quite professional."

Everything tastes delicious when you are hungry.

Chang Rong turned to look at Duan Xiaowu, whose eyes were locked on the plate of tomatoes and eggs.

"You can call it a professional when it comes to making scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

There are two dishes that people who don’t know how to cook usually make, one is tomatoes and scrambled eggs, and the other is potatoes.

Chang Rong put the cooked noodles into a bowl and put the fried tomatoes and scrambled eggs on top.

After two portions of tomato-covered noodles were prepared, the two sat at the table and started eating.

Duan Xiaowu nodded while eating, these egg noodles are really good.

After eating for a while, she seemed to think of something again.

"You bought so many ingredients, why do you only make noodles?"

"I won't do anything else."

He took it for granted that it would be enough to make egg noodles and be full.

Duan Xiaowu swallowed the noodles in her mouth and pointed at her large four-door refrigerator.

"Then why did you buy so many things? You can only cook this, and I can only cook instant noodles." Chang Rong glanced at her sideways.

"I invited my aunt to come to my house to cook three meals a day."

Before Duan Xiaowu could speak, he spoke again.

"After you get married, you can't go home every day with a cold pot and a cold stove. From now on, go home to eat after get off work, don't eat out every day, it's too unclean."

Oh, there needs to be some fireworks in the house.

"The food in the company cafeteria has been audited to strict standards. Don't spread rumors."

If I want her to go home early every day, I won't tell her directly, but I have to use food from outside the house to stop the knife.

After dinner, Chang Rong took away Duan Xiaowu's bowl and threw it into the dishwasher.

The two sat on the sofa and each looked at their phones for a while, before Chang Rong got up and walked to the room.

When Duan Xiaowu saw Chang Rong going back to the guest bedroom, he put the phone aside.

"How about they just got married one by one? Who's married couple still sleeps in separate places?"

In the next few days, Chang Rong did not go back to the BJ laboratory. He read books and watched movies at home every day.

Every day when Duan Xiaowu goes home, a table of delicious food is waiting for her.

...and a husband who looks frigid.

"Don't you need to go back to the lab?"

On the seventh day that Chang Ronglai stayed at home, Duan Xiaowu finally couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I'm taking a long vacation."

Another long vacation?Didn’t you just take a long vacation when you came back from Germany?Why do I just finish a scientific research project and then take a long vacation?

Tsk tsk, why haven't I seen other researchers being as idle as him?

But this feeling is quite good. Duan Xiaowu comes home every day recently, and the house is bright and bright.

When she goes out, she doesn't have to worry about whether she has left the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony open again. She is still at home anyway.

The cooperation with Qingyang has been officially finalized, and construction has also begun in L City.

The installation of technical lines has also come to an end, and various equipment has begun to be debugged.

Duan Xiaowu became busy again.

When she came home that day, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

When he opened the door, he saw Chang Rong leaning on the sofa wearing a silver-gray silk nightgown, holding a tablet in his hand and not knowing what he was reading.

The big light in the living room was not turned on, only a floor lamp next to the sofa was turned on.

Warm light shines down from Chang Rong's head.

Chang Rong, who had already washed himself, was wearing a very casual nightgown, with a belt hanging loosely around his waist. After washing his hair, he simply blew it without taking care of it, and it was golden in the light.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at the tablet in his hand, his slender fingers sliding from time to time.

Duan Xiaowu stood at the entrance and said nothing.

When Chang Rong raised his head, Duan Xiaowu had been standing there for a minute.

"You're back."

Chang Rong glanced at her, turned off the tablet, got up and walked to the room.

Duan Xiaowu stopped him.

"Chang Rong, are you waiting for me?"

"if not?"

After Chang Rong stood up, the muscles exposed on his chest undulated slightly. Duan Xiaowu suddenly remembered the feel of Chang Rong's muscles that day in L City.

That's not all that good.

She walked over, took the tablet from Chang Rong's hand and threw it on the sofa, and put her hands on his shoulders.

"Tomorrow weekend, I will take you to see the newly built technical line."

Chang Rong raised his eyebrows and looked down at the white and tender hand on his shoulder that was smaller than his own.

"I thought you had forgotten."

"How is that possible!" Duan Xiaowu immediately retorted.

"It's just that I've been too busy lately. I'll be free tomorrow."

Chang Rong hummed and was about to pick up the tablet and go back to the house.

Duan Xiaowu hooked his belt.

"Why don't you go upstairs to sleep tonight?"

Chang Rong paused, glanced at Duan Xiaowu meaningfully, suddenly smiled, and swatted her hand away.

"Do not."

(End of this chapter)