After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 563 I really have to thank Miss Mu

She just used it as an excuse, an excuse to make her give up.

It seems that she is still too self-righteous.

He doesn't remember her anymore, so why can't he fall in love with others.

Zi Yan's shy appearance, and his doting expression when he looked down at her. .

She thought that she was ready to bear all the blows, but she didn't expect to come here. Even if he deliberately performed for herself, then he succeeded.

She finally accepted his amnesia.

But he fell in love with another woman, and she couldn't make herself accept this fact in a short time.

Lan Qingyue took all her reactions into her eyes, saw her being greatly shocked and in a trance, but he didn't feel any pain in his heart, and an inexplicable sense of irritability surged out again.

He frowned, he really hated this feeling.

Perhaps, only by saying more hurtful words will make him feel more comfortable.

He looked down at the basket in her hand. As soon as she walked in, he could smell the sweet and rich aroma of osmanthus cake.

This woman is really cheeky enough to cook something that only lowly mortals would eat. Did she think she would eat it if she was so cheeky to deliver it every day?

Hmph, what a joke, if she really thought so, she would be too naive.

"You made pastries again?"

He curled his lips into a smile, the smile on the corners of his lips was cold, clearly carrying a trace of sarcasm, his slender and graceful fingers gently lifted the lid on the basket, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was just made, so it was steaming, the lid lifted When you untie it, the aroma becomes stronger and more enticing.

He began to feel inexplicably irritable again.

Damn it, how could he have an appetite for something that a lowly mortal would eat?
His face darkened, the purpose of this damn woman is to let her eat this kind of junk food, and he will never do her wish.

But Zi Yan who was buried in his arms smelled the scent of osmanthus cake, raised her head, looked at the osmanthus cake in the basket with deer-like eyes, a smile appeared on her little face, "Sister Lingyue, this osmanthus cake Did you make it? I remember that sister Lingyue's craftsmanship has always been very good, and the things she makes are delicious. I have also eaten this sweet-scented osmanthus cake. There is no sister Lingyue in the best pastry shop in Yuecheng. It looks so good that people want to eat it just by smelling it.”

Lan Qingyue's eyes flickered slightly, she lowered her head, and looked at Zi Yan dotingly, her cold voice became extremely gentle in an instant, it was hard to believe that such a gentle voice was the same as the frosty voice before. The same person sent, "Zi Yan, do you want to eat?"

Ziyan also looked at him tenderly, "Well, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by sister Lingyue smells so good."

Lan Qingyue smiled and raised her head, "Miss Mu, is this sweet-scented osmanthus cake you want to give me?"

Mu Lingyue guessed what he was going to say, she nodded lightly under the gaze of his red eyes with a dull heart.

"Then I really have to thank Ms. Mu. Since this pastry was given to me, it's my freedom to give it to anyone, isn't it?"

She endured the emotion that was about to erupt in her heart, bit her lip, and nodded again.

Lan Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Well, I won't be polite."

He reached out his hand and took out an osmanthus cake from the basket, gently pulled a piece off with his slender and beautiful fingers, and brought it to Zi Yan's lips, and said softly, "Zi Yan, try it, don't you say you really want it?"

(End of this chapter)