The reborn superstar's warm wife will not remarry

Chapter 110 His fall (6)
Lu Yuanheng touched his nose and muttered, "It's best!"

Seeing Shang Mo's cold gaze lingering at him again, he hurriedly changed his words: "I wish you a successful start and a beautiful return!"

Shang Mo was about to thank him, when he finally received the message on his mobile phone that he had been waiting for all afternoon: I'm home!

Shang Mo nimbly pressed his fingers on the phone, and a message came back in seconds.Putting the phone in his pocket, he got up and picked up the coat hanging on the hanger.

Lu Yuanheng grabbed him: "Look at your clothes, it's dirty and messy somewhere, even if the girl really likes you, you can't just rush over in such a mess!"

It was only then that Shang Mo noticed that he hadn't changed at all since he came back, and hastily opened the closet in the office, revealing a row of business suits.

"Which one is better?" Shang Mo looked at Lu Yuanheng at a loss, and asked anxiously.

It was also the first time for Lu Yuanheng to see a man who had always been as calm as a mountain lose control, and he shook his head amusedly: "Everything is good, it's tailor-made for you."

Shang Mo quickly pulled out a dark gold-edged suit, put it on handsomely, and stood in front of Lu Yuanheng for his evaluation.

Lu Yuanheng blankly gave a thumbs up to express his praise, and Shang Mo left the office contentedly.

"Remember to buy a bouquet of flowers and take them there, today is your future anniversary, be romantic!" Lu Yuanheng ordered loudly behind Shang Mo.

Sure enough, people in love have changed their vision. That gorgeous suit has always been a color that Shang Mo doesn't like.

Qiu Qianxia looked at the message sent by the man on the phone, the words 'wait for me' contained a different kind of tenderness.

She tied the apron on her body, mopped the floor with a virtuous mop, carefully cut the fruit into beautiful shapes and placed them on the plate. A pot of fragrant pork rib soup was simmering in the pot.

After the room is cleaned, the windows are as bright as a mirror, and the whole house looks like a cozy nest.

Qiu Qianxia was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the doorbell rang, and she hurried over to open the door...

A bouquet of fiery red roses appeared in front of her eyes, and behind the roses stood a handsome and charming man. His meticulously arranged clothes made him more perfect like an emperor before his departure!

"For you!" Shang Mo's eyes were full of intoxicating tenderness, looking at the little woman in front of him, virtuously wearing an apron, like all ordinary women who run a house for love.

Qiu Qianxia took the flowers he handed over in a daze, lowered her eyes and responded softly: "Thank you!"

She took three steps back to let him in. Shang Mo looked at the clean and new house, and the appetizing smell of food wafted from the kitchen. Feeling her hard work, his black eyes were even more soft.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat first, I've already prepared it." Qiu Qianxia hugged the flowers and inserted them into the vase on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Okay, I'll wash my hands first!" Shang Mo looked at the fine sweat on her forehead, and then looked at the clean and bright room, feeling warm in her heart.

Thinking that she waited for him to clean up before he came, she felt sorry for her obedience and hard work, and said softly: "I will do these things in the future! If you have time, take a rest."

Qiu Qianxia shook her head, and said shallowly: "It's okay, it's all small things, I can do it myself. Come and taste the food I cook, you should be able to become a teacher."

Shang Mo looked at the bowl of clear yellow soup in front of him, took a sip in doubt, and nodded in approval: "It's well done!"

Qiu Qianxia curled her lips and smiled when she heard the words: "Yes, try other things."

Shang Mo enjoyed her attentiveness and coziness, the smile on the corner of his mouth has not been put down since he entered the door, in the bowl was the food she picked up for him one chopstick after another, although it was simple, it seemed like the most delicious meal he had ever eaten.

Until a table of dishes had entered their stomachs, when Shang Mo was about to clean up the table, Qiu Qianxia stopped his movement, pushed him to sit on the sofa, as he usually does to her , Soaked him a cup of mulberry juice to digest after meals.

Shang Mo looked at her with happiness and a little dizziness as she cleaned the table, washed the dishes, and wiped the floor like a mistress at home, and finally took off her apron with a sigh of relief, and sat on the sofa.I made myself a glass of water and drank it in small sips.

"Tired?" Shang Mo asked concerned.

Qiu Qianxia took a deep breath and let it out, put a faint smile on her cheeks, and said with slightly parted lips: "It's okay, the main thing is that I don't usually do anything."

"Actually, you don't have to do it yourself." Shang Mo looked at her and said sincerely, if he saw her so tired every day in the future, he would not be willing to part with it.

Qiu Qianxia looked at him calmly, and asked seriously: "How am I doing today?"

Shang Mo praised bluntly: "Very good!"

"Then you shouldn't be worried that I can't take care of myself alone!" Qiu Qianxia said calmly, "I don't need to trouble you anymore in the future."

Shang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her with fiery eyes: "You know that's not what I mean!"

Could it be that she did all this to reject him, the softness on her face slowly disappeared, and a little embarrassment made him have to wait for what she had to say next.

Qiu Qianxia nodded: "I know, I have carefully considered what you said today, sorry, I don't think I am suitable."

"I think you are suitable!" Shang Mo looked at her.

Qiu Qianxia raised her eyes to Shangshang Mo's, and said quietly: "If you insist on hearing me say that you are not suitable for me, I will not refuse. Thank you for taking care of me during this time, because of that special experience , I do trust you, but not in the way you think. I don't judge how you feel, I can only tell you how I feel, I don't have the idea of ​​being your wife, and I don't I'm planning to get married here, and after a period of vacation, I have my own things to complete, and I don't plan to stay in this place for a long time."

"Where are you going?" Shang Mo's emotions of failure in confession were made even more panicked by the doubts in her words.

"Sorry, I can't tell you for the time being!" Qiu Qianxia pursed her lips. Although she knew that this man would not leak the secret, she still wanted to prevent a lot of trouble if the news leaked out.

"So what you said just now, are you telling me that you don't have any interest in me, or that you just never considered marrying me, it doesn't mean that you don't like me!" Shang Mo returned to that topic again.

Seeing the starlight in his eyes became hot, Qiu Qianxia seemed to want to ignite her immediately, and looked at him in a panic: "What's the difference? Since the results are the same, why add sadness and hurt people's feelings?" , for all to see!"

"What if I say there is a difference?" Shang Mo's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and it was crushed and numb with dull pain.

Qiu Qianxia stared at him intently: "That was just another short-term relationship, and in the end, no one can guarantee that each other can get out of the way. I have my own things to complete, and I won't stay for you! You also have your family , your career cannot follow me!"

(End of this chapter)