Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 120: Going too far is not enough (3)
"It's fine." Ling Mo withdrew his hand, stopped looking at her, and walked straight to Ye Chen who was on the sofa.

"Okay!" Zhu Fengfeng gritted her teeth. As long as she can get that kid Duanmuyu, she will go all out. Anyway, it's acting, and it's not real. If Ye Chen is really angry, it's a big deal. Let her hit him a few times before scolding him. A few words.

Ye Chen kept his back to them all the time, so he didn't know what kind of agreement the two of them had reached. All he knew was that the way Zhu Fengfeng looked at him suddenly became a little strange.

This strange feeling lasted until Pei Hongfen asked them to have breakfast, this time they sat in a slightly different position than last night.

Firstly, Uncle Li didn't leave the room because he was tired from visiting his in-laws in the early hours of the morning, and then Pei Hongfen didn't show up at the dining table because he wanted to ask him to eat.

Therefore, the dining positions on the rectangular dining table are as follows: Ye Chen randomly chose one, Ling Mo sat next to her, there was no doubt that Mingzhu sat next to Ling Mo, and Zhu Fengfeng glanced at the three people who were already seated, He sat directly opposite them, and happened to be face to face with Ye Chen.

Before eating breakfast, Zhu Fengfeng had already gone to wash up. Although she was dressed like yesterday, her face was covered with heavy makeup.

The heavy makeup really covered up a lot of her tiredness caused by not sleeping well all night.

After all, Mingzhu grew up abroad, so she understands the benefits at the table better, so before everyone lifted the chopsticks, she printed a good morning kiss on Ling Mo's forehead.

She seemed to want to kiss Ye Chen, but Ye Chen smiled and shook his head and refused. She is a native Chinese, and she is really not used to such intimacy.

She refused, in fact, she still had a little selfishness, she instinctively didn't want to be so close to Mingzhu, and her sixth sense also made her wary of this woman.

As for Zhu Fengfeng, even if Zhu Fengfeng wanted Mingzhu to kiss her, she probably didn't want to. Last night, after such a short time together, the festival was over.

Breakfast started in an unfriendly atmosphere.

Ye Chen felt that there were two eyes locked on her body all the time, couldn't bear it, and looked up, after searching, she quickly found that the source was Zhu Fengfeng.

Miss Zhu hasn't talked to her since she came back from washing, let alone pay attention to what she said.

What's going on here?
Seeing Ye Chen looking back at her, Zhu Fengfeng didn't speak, just stared at her with wide eyes, and the content of the eyes was slowly changing.

Ye Chen thought she was wrong, blinked her eyes and looked at Zhu Fengfeng again, she was sure that she was right, the way Zhu Fengfeng looked at her suddenly became very strange, half disgusted, half murderous.

Ye Chen thought he was thinking too much, seeing Zhu Fengfeng just staring at him, not moving his chopsticks, kindly picked up a poached egg, just about to put it in her bowl, only heard her very unfriendly voice, coldly, straight Floating towards her, "Ye Chen, you are shameless!"

Ye Chen was completely stunned, "..."

Did she hear correctly, Zhu Fengfeng just said that she was shameless.

Mingzhu, who was sitting on the other side of Ling Mo, was also surprised. She was a very deep person in the city, and she would definitely not react until she figured out what was going on.

Seeing what happened in front of her, she was still a little secretly happy. These two women, one is Ling Mo's wife; the other is Ling Mo's friend who has known each other for many years, and it is best to fight.

If she is really capable enough to control everything one day, she will definitely not let any woman appear by Ling Mo's side.

One day in the future, when her dream finally became a reality, she found that she was a little unhappy, not happy at all, because the man who used to smile at her and take care of her, when facing her, did not There will be no more expressions.

"Zhu Fengfeng, why did you come to my house so early in the morning, why are you so crazy!" Finally, Ling Mo, who had been silent for a long time, spoke sharply.

"Ling Mo, just one word today, do you want her or me?" Zhu Fengfeng was not afraid of death, so she slapped the table and stood up.

Ye Chen was really stunned. A moment ago, Zhu Fengfeng loved Duanmuyu desperately, why now, the target is on Ling Mo again.

Although she and Ling Mo have divorced, legally speaking, she has no relationship with him, but seeing someone "robbing" this man in front of her, Ye Chen still feels a little uncomfortable.

"She's the wife I'm marrying to cover the bed, who do you think I'll want?" A slight smile flashed across the corner of Ling Mo's eyes, but he showed a very disdainful expression.

"I'm dying! Huh..." Zhu Fengfeng dropped the chopsticks in her hand, turned around and ran upstairs.

Because she didn't grasp the angle properly, when she turned around, her sleeves turned over the milk cup. With a crisp bang, the milk cup shattered, and pure white milk spilled all over the floor.

Among the three people at the dining table, except for a certain man among them, the other two women maintained a dumbfounded posture, watching the heroine Zhu Fengfeng run upstairs like a gust of wind.

After a while, Ling Mo spoke slowly, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Honey, go up and see her."

Although Ye Chen hadn't fully recovered from the shock, and didn't understand why Zhu Fengfeng would suddenly regard her as a rival in love, he was worried about her after all, so he responded softly, put down his chopsticks, and walked upstairs.

At the dining table, only Ling Mo and Mingzhu were left, and it was obvious that Mingzhu was the happiest when things had progressed to this point.

She picked up a poached egg and put it in Ling Mo's bowl, "Mo, try it, I just learned it from Aunt Pei, it's sweet, I remember you used to like this kind of poached egg the most."

Ling Mo picked up the poached egg, put it to his mouth, and bit his mouth lightly. Now he, holding the chopsticks and biting the egg, is as neat and tidy as a nobleman who traveled from an ancient palace.

"Is it delicious?" Mingzhu asked Ling Mo in not-so-fluent Chinese, hope flashed in her eyes, and there was also love that couldn't be hidden no matter what.

"Yeah, it tastes good." Ling Mo put down the poached egg with only one bite, "Mingzhu, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" Mingzhu took a sip of the milk, her face was still calm, but her heart was tangled up. She was afraid that what Ling Mo wanted to discuss with her was to persuade her to go back to the United States.

(End of this chapter)