Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 16 It turns out to be very simple

"I've made some chicken soup, and I'll send it to you later." Dong Man sensed that Ling Mo was about to hang up, and said hastily.

"You're not fully recovered yet, don't rush around, I'll go back and drink later." The voice fell, and he hung up the phone without waiting for the person on the other end to answer.

On the other end of the phone, Dong Man held the beeping cell phone, feeling a little lost, but when he thought that there were still two hours left, Ling Mo would be off work, so he cheered up and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the newly hired cook was concentrating on cooking. When she turned around to get the ingredients, she suddenly saw the person standing behind her, and she couldn't help being startled, "Dong...Miss Dong..."

Dong Man's eyes narrowed, and a sharp flash flashed across his face, "What do you call me?" What she hated the most was that now that Ling Mo was divorced, people still called her Miss Dong.

The cook shuddered and quickly changed her words, "Ma'am."

Dong Man's complexion became brighter when Madam heard the sound, "Well, sir, come back for dinner today, let's make more dishes."

The cook bravely asked again, "Madam, what do you like to eat, sir?" She was hired only yesterday, so she really doesn't know the taste and preferences of the new owner.

Dong Man was stunned by the cook's question, and began to rack his brains to figure out what Ling Mo likes to eat. A few minutes passed, until the soup in the pot overflowed, and the cook ran to turn off the fire, but she still didn't know what to eat. remember.

Seeing her get along with Ling Mo for three years, in fact, two and a half years ago, Ling Mo never touched her at all, even this pregnancy... She was immersed in her own memories, her hand holding the water glass was gradually exerting force, revealing Pale knuckles.

The cook looked at the suddenly changed Dong Man with doubts in her eyes.

Sensing her gaze, Dong Man regained his composure, and glared back at her, "I tell you to do what you want, so there's so much nonsense, burning out what you're good at."

The cook said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. Although she didn't read the newspaper, she still heard someone say it when she went out to buy vegetables today. She asked why Ling Mo's personal assistant kept claiming that Dong Man is Ms. Dong, it turns out that it is Xiaosan who is in charge of the blog.

Sighing and inexplicably starting to sympathize with the original Mrs. Ling, and even lost affection for Dong Man, the taste of the dishes prepared with such a clear love and hatred is naturally not satisfactory.

When Ling Mo walked into the living room, Dong Man was scolding the cook, "Look at you, what have you been doing today?"

The cook was also full of grievances, "I followed your orders."

"My order!" Dong Man's face became ferocious, "How dare you talk back!" As she spoke, she raised her hand, as if she was planning to teach the cook who was about the same age as her mother.

"Enough!" At the same time as the hand was grabbed, an angry voice sounded in the living room.

"Mo." Dong Man didn't expect Ling Mo to come back early, and when Ling Mo saw his fierce side, he suddenly panicked and froze for two seconds. When he turned around and looked at the man, his eyes were already full of tears. She looked very pitiful, "You are back, she bullied me."

Her reaction was quick, she rolled her eyes, and put all the blame on the cook.

"Mr. Ling, I..." The cook was about to speak, but Ling Mo interrupted her with a wave of his hand, "Mother Qin, you have nothing to do here, go down and rest first."

The cook originally wanted to take off her apron and say quit, but seeing that Ling Mo didn't believe in Dong Man, and the salary was really generous, she agreed and walked towards the servant's room outside the door.

"Mo." As soon as the cook left, Dong Man immediately ignored him and leaned directly towards the man's chest. She forgot that her hand was still held by the man, so her plan to snuggle into the man's arms did not go well.

The posture she maintains now is a bit like a man leading a monkey. Feeling this indecent posture, her face blushed, "Mo, you hurt me."

"You eat by yourself, go to bed early, I still have work to do, and I'm sleeping in the office today." The man's eyes were hard to distinguish, and he looked at her eyes, seeming to be impatient or disgusted.

Dong Man looked into the man's eyes in astonishment, as if to see clearly, but unfortunately, before she could meet those beautiful eyes, the man withdrew his hand, turned around and strode out the door.

"Mo..." She chased after him unwillingly, just like in the past three years, every time she called him, he said he was not free. Because of his unwillingness to give up, he only gave her the chance half a year ago.

The figure of the man Xin Changwei'an was quickly reflected in the black night like ink, without any nostalgia and nostalgia.

Hearing the sound of the engine starting next to his ears, Dong Man's eyes gradually blurred, and the scene from half a year ago jumped before his eyes again...

"Mo, there's a snake under the sofa, I'm afraid." That night, in the wind and rain, she stayed alone in the cold three-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment, shaking with fright. In the panic, she didn't think of calling the police. Instead, dial the phone that went deep into the bone marrow.

"I'll come right away." The man didn't refuse her for the first time, maybe because he had hope, the wait became particularly short, after hanging up the phone, within a moment, the door lock clicked, and someone opened it.

It was also that time that she saw a man's skill. She never thought that a man as elegant and pure as Ling Mo would have such a good skill.

The seven-inch snake was pinched by the man, and was quickly disposed of by the assistant who followed. She also recovered from the shock, her white arm was firmly hooked around the man's neck, and her delicate red lips were caressing the man's earlobe. , she didn't know which part of the man's body was the most sensitive, but she tried to imitate what she saw in the photo.

She wished she could please him, with her young and sexy body.

To her surprise, no matter how much she teased him, the man's brows and eyes were always clear, without any lust, she was not reconciled, and handed the man the tea prepared earlier on the coffee table, "Mo, drink first Cup of tea."

The moment the man picked up the water glass, she hesitated for a moment, and she swallowed guiltyly. With the man's keenness, did she see that she had put something in the tea?

"Manman has a heart." Suddenly, the man hooked his lips, revealing a smile like a god's mansion.

In this way, under her full expectation, the man drank the water in the cup in front of her, and there was no water left. Then, the light was turned off, and after two and a half years, she finally got her wish and had a relationship with the man. There really is a relationship.

(End of this chapter)