Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 378 Life Is Like a Drama (2)
The beautiful financial director blushed, stomped her feet on the spot, looked at Song Yi's back, then remembered the business, and hurriedly chased after her, "Dean Song, wait a minute..."

Song Yi didn't slow down, and didn't turn his head, he just said: "What's the matter, let's talk about it when I come back."

Since he was a primary school doctor, Song Yi is actually a person with a very delicate mind. He doesn't need his Boss Ling to explain, he has already guessed many things.

If he guessed correctly, his Boss Ling is working hard to detoxify Ziwei and Ye Chen, but some people don't care what he is doing and insist on causing him some trouble.

Driving to "Yingshan Huating" as fast as possible, Ye Chen has returned the key to her, and now he can only knock on the door.

After waiting for a long time for someone to open the door, he put his ear to the anti-theft door and listened for a while. While making sure that there was no movement inside, he also confirmed one thing, that Ye Chen was not there.

In the army, don't say he can't get in, just based on what Boss Ling told him just now, he can tell that Ye Chen is not there at all.

Although City A is big, Ye Chen might go there, but there are only a few places.

After running downstairs and getting into the car, he hurried towards Ziwei.

He had already been there once last night, and it was just a matter of familiarity for him to find it today.

When Song Yi rang the doorbell, Ziwei and Aunt Zhang were eating.

The sudden ringing of the doorbell made Ziwei nervous, and her hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help shaking. She was afraid that Ye Chen would scold Ling Mo, and Ling Mo dragged her to the door to confront her.

Aunt Zhang put down her chopsticks, patted her shoulder reassuringly, and walked towards the door.

She didn't open the door right away, but looked at the cat's eye, saw that it was Song Yi, she hesitated a little, and opened the door anyway.

After the door opened, Aunt Zhang stood by the door, holding the door frame with one hand. Her posture made it clear that she didn't want Song Yi to go in.

Since leaving the "Mad World", Song Yi has always considered himself a modest gentleman, of course it is impossible to force his way in, but his head is facing forward, and he carefully looks at the room behind Aunt Zhang.

"Doctor Song..." Aunt Zhang still kept her posture of blocking the way, her voice was also cold.

Song Yi then looked away, "I'm eating now."

Looking around the living room, although he didn't see Ye Chen, he didn't give up, because as far as he knew, there were two rooms in this house.

Aunt Zhang glanced at him and thought to herself, isn't this a question knowingly?
His lips moved, and he was about to speak, but Song Yi pursed his mouth, and then went on to say, "Aunt Zhang, you made all the food, right? It's really delicious. I haven't eaten it yet, how about..."

Having said that, he deliberately made an expression of being pitiful and yearning for delicious food.

After all, Aunt Zhang is a mouthful of old ginger. Although she doesn't know the reason why Song Yi came to the door suddenly, she definitely knows that it's not as simple as just eating.

Just as she was about to refuse without any sympathy, on the other end, following the sound of the wheelchair sliding on the marble, Ziwei had already appeared behind Aunt Zhang.

Through the gap in Aunt Zhang's arm, she looked at Song Yi, "Doctor Song, you haven't eaten yet?"

Song Yi froze for a moment, then quickly nodded, "Yes."

Ziwei tugged on Aunt Zhang's sleeve. Although Aunt Zhang was not happy, she walked to the side to make room for Song Yi.

"Doctor Song, if you don't mind, come in and have some food together." Ziwei smiled gently at Song Yi.

The reason why he is so enthusiastic about a man who has only met once has nothing to do with him possibly being able to get rid of the poison in his body, it's all because this man has an inextricable relationship with Ling Mo.

Ziwei's move is not trying to please Song Yi, but it is trying to give herself extra points invisibly.

Song Yi didn't show any more politeness, and really walked into the room.

He glanced at the dining table. There were meat, vegetables and soup. It seemed that Aunt Zhang really took good care of Ziwei. He couldn't help muttering in his heart, Boss Ling, Ye Chen is obviously your wife, why can't you let it go? If I know how to cook, I will take care of you.

Seeing that he was just watching, Ziwei didn't intend to sit down and eat, so she came to him in a wheelchair, "Doctor Song, why don't you eat?"

Only then did Song Yi recover from a godlike "Oh", and walked towards the kitchen. Since he said he was eating food, he naturally had to look like he was eating food.

As soon as he turned on the rice cooker, Song Yi was completely dumbfounded. It was empty. He read it right. He checked it again, and he was right. The rice cooker was really empty.

When eating, of course there must be rice, otherwise what would you eat?

In the end, Song Yi walked to the dining table with an empty bowl and a pair of chopsticks. Ziwei looked at him in surprise, "Doctor Song, why don't you serve rice?"

Song Yi pursed his lips, and thought to himself, I want to serve it, but it must be served with rice.

Seeing Song Yi's expression, Ziwei already knew something, so she said to Aunt Zhang who was standing aside: "Aunt Zhang, go buy dumplings and come back." After a pause, she seemed to remember something, then turned to ask Song Yi Yi, "Doctor Song, what kind of stuffing do you eat?"

These words really embarrassed her. You know, she grew up in the United States. It is not easy to speak such fluent Chinese, let alone ask a man what kind of dumplings he likes like before.

"Golden cauliflower meat." These five words were blurted out without going through the brain. Song Yi couldn't help being stunned, and Ziwei and Aunt Zhang were also stunned.

If it is normal for Ziwei, who was sent abroad when she was a baby, to have never heard of golden cauliflower meat stuffing, then Aunt Zhang, who just left the country halfway, was stunned because she was so old when she was alive, she was so fond of dumplings. This kind of food is also considered handy, but I have never heard of cauliflower meat.

Sensing the gazes of the two women on her, each more surprised than the other, Song Yi scratched his head and said with a smile: "Anything is fine, I'm not picky."

Aunt Zhang took her wallet and went out quickly, but, as usual, she put her old mobile phone by Ziwei's hand.

Since there was no rice, Song Yi didn't go to the dining table, he went straight to the sofa, Ziwei turned her wheelchair and followed.

(End of this chapter)