Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 11 Ownership of the Villa

Perhaps it was because she was already very unlucky. For him, this man, who might even be able to move his fingers, moved her so much that she wanted to cry.

Ye Chen is very familiar with this place. In the past two and a half years, she would rush to the vegetable market as fast as possible to buy vegetables after work every day, and then go home to cook.

Obviously there is a big store next to her home, which has all kinds of vegetables, but she has to go to the farther farmer's market, not for anything else, just because the fish and shrimp in the farmer's market are fresher, The vegetables there are all produced and sold by the farmers themselves, without any pesticides.

She and Ling Mo got married within half a month of knowing each other. It can be said that she has never experienced the love stage of ordinary lovers, so she doesn't know what men like to eat, so she can only change her pattern and cook different things every day.

It's a pity that he probably only tasted her thoughts once or twice.

She didn't eat dinner, and after closing the door behind her back, she put her bag on the sofa and walked towards the kitchen. She remembered that when she left here half a year ago, there should still be a handful of vermicelli in the cupboard, and the salt should not be expired. Put down a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, she couldn't help being stunned. What's going on? Why is the kitchen so clean that hasn't been cleaned for half a year? She remembered that the pot that was placed upside down was on the gas stove with the lid on it. That's not the most important thing. Yes, and the most important thing is, why does the smell of vegetables come out from the gap of the pot cover.

The hand outstretched in the air hesitated for a moment, but still took it towards the lid of the pot. With just one glance, she stood there as if struck by lightning, and the thing that was deliberately sealed up and chose to forget jumped into her mind again.

"Ling Mo, how about some of the vegetables and rice I cook?" Three years ago, she was just married to someone else, with the newly learned bacon and vegetables and rice on the tray, and she plunged into the study room after work full of joy. husband walked away.

The obscure light illuminated the man's eyes more and more delicately. He didn't look up, but kept looking at the performance report in his hand, "Put it aside first, I'll eat it later."

She froze for a moment, disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she still nodded slightly, "Well, eat it while it's hot, it might not taste so good when it's cold."

That night, he didn't go back to his room.

The next day, when she woke up and pushed open the door of the study, he had already left. The porcelain bowl with blue and white background was still on the desk. In the ice cellar, there was a bowl full of vegetables and rice, but he hadn't touched any grains.

She suddenly remembered what she said when she turned around and closed the study door. At that time, she always thought that Ling Mo was calm on the outside, but his heart was hot after all. She still remembered her playful pouted, "This is the food I most yearned for when I was young." You must remember to eat something."

The man still didn't look at her, and didn't seem to hear her. He concentrated on his business, and only then did the hot steam rise from the cooked food. Looking at it from a short distance, it seemed that it was separated by a layer of mist. He looked more and more handsome.

She took a few greedy glances before closing the door. This is her husband, who came here because of an accidental car accident.

At that time, she only knew that she loved him from the first moment she saw him, but she forgot to ask him if he loved her.

Staring fixedly at the vegetables and rice in the pot, Ye Chen felt a mist of water rising slowly in front of his eyes, and when he wiped it with his hand, his fingertips were already stained with water.

The mobile phone in her bag rang inappropriately. She put down the lid of the pot, turned and walked towards the living room.

"Hey, Chenchen, the phone ran out of battery just now." It was Qian Lifang who called back after receiving the text message.

"It's all right now." Ye Chen sniffed casually as he spoke.

Qian Lifang noticed the very small voice, and she became nervous, "Chenchen, what's wrong with you? Did Gu Bihua nag you again, or that bitch looked for you."

Ye Chen sometimes admires Qian Lifang, saying that she is just a small secretary in a small company, but her sixth sense is stronger than anyone else, and she has actually encountered the two things she said.

Afraid that she would be worried, Ye Chen decided to hide it from her, "No, the marriage is divorced, why are they looking for me?"

"Then what happened to you?"

Ye Chen thought about it, and decided not to mention the fact that he was going to stay overnight, and said directly: "He gave me the villa."

On the other end of the phone, Qian Lifang was confused, "Who gave you the villa? What villa?"

Ye Chen bit his lower lip lightly, and was about to speak, when there was a burst of noise from the other end of the microphone, there were men's laughter, women's coquettishness, and ear-splitting and wild music.

"Lili, why are you going to nightclubs again?" The voice that inadvertently reached my ears distracted Ye Chen from what he wanted to say.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and the receiver seemed to be covered by someone. After a long while, just when Ye Chen wanted to speak again, Qian Lifang's voice came from the other end, and the background was already very quiet, "Hehe, Chenchen, there is a phone call today. The little sister celebrated her birthday, and I said no, but she threatened me to break up the relationship, so I had no choice but to come."

"Oh, I'm not against you going to nightclubs, it's just that you don't think it's safe for you to be alone in that kind of place."

Qian Lifang chuckled, "Silly girl, I'm not alone today. Besides, I'm such an adult, so don't worry if you have any difficulties. You can directly go to the police uncle."

Ye Chen opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more, but Qian Lifang on the other end was already yelling that her friend was urging her, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Holding the phone that was beeping, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, this girl is just like her, she is already 25, and still loves to play so much.

Even though she knew that Ling Mo left the rice unintentionally, she ate it anyway, and ate a big bowl, and it tasted really good. Compared to the bowl she made three years ago, it was much better.

She didn't throw away the bowl of rice that represented her heart back then, but chose to eat it by herself. I don't know if it was because of a bad mood. She felt that she hadn't tasted the salty rice in advance. Throat.

No matter how unpalatable the bowl of vegetable rice was, she ate all of it without a bite left. She drank nearly a pot of boiling water that day.

After the Wu Zang Temple was settled, she took her bag and walked upstairs. She was really tired today, so she planned to take a bath and have a good sleep. If there was anything else, I would wait until tomorrow.

Fortunately, half a year ago, she was afraid that Gu Bihua would become suspicious, so she only took a few sets of clothes for a change of clothes, most of which were still hanging in the closet. On the bed, my heart was so peaceful that it seemed that I had never left here.

(End of this chapter)