Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 488 The Definition of Happiness (3)
Nina really likes children, and the two little ones giggled at the exaggerated expression on her foreigner's face.

Ye Chen is best at making dumplings. While he was wrapping them, he suddenly thought of something, "There is no more vinegar for dumplings at home."

Ling Mo wanted to go out and buy something for her, but Ye Chen had already taken his coat and walked towards the door, "There is a convenience store right outside the door, I'll go buy it, you are here to greet customers."

Song Yi was more tactful, obviously Ye Chen had already walked out, and deliberately yelled a few words in the back politely.

This hypocrisy caused the whole group to sigh, but he pursed his lips and didn't care at all, and NINA even praised his man and gentleman from the perspective of Xi Shi in the eyes of a beholder.

Everyone roared with laughter, Ye Chen heard the laughter coming from the room, looked back, looked at it, his eye sockets gradually became hot.

Happiness is actually that simple, but everyone's definition is different.

On New Year's Eve, the fireworks all over the sky were extremely gorgeous. Ye Chen had been afraid of such a loud noise since she was a child. Now, perhaps because she was in a different mood, she covered her ears and looked up at the sky.

A whistle-like sound sounded in her ears, and Ye Chen looked again. Not far above her head, the fireworks were blooming to the maximum, and the entire sky was lit up with dazzling colors.

Ye Chen stared at it for a long time, until the firework turned from splendid to annihilated before walking towards the convenience store not far away.

Because there are two little guys, they come here from time to time to make up some needed things. The owner of the convenience store knows Ye Chen. When he sees her, he greets her very affectionately, "Mrs. Ling, Happy New Year."

Ye Chen smiled, "Happy New Year, Boss Cai."

"Master Ling, Miss Ling doesn't have enough diapers." Boss Cai, who is in the middle of his age, said this to Ye Chen based on his past experience, and then went to get diapers.

Ye Chen hurriedly waved his hands, "No, there is no vinegar for dipping dumplings at home, I'll buy a bottle."

Boss Cai searched the shelves, and said to Ye Chen, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ling, I'm going to the warehouse to get it for you, can I trouble you to wait a bit."

Ye Chen nodded, "Well, thank you."

The people who live in this villa area are either the rich among the rich or the noble among the nobles. Boss Cai has been running a convenience store here for a long time. This is the first time he saw a hostess come out to buy things in person. And he was so unassuming, so he put extra effort into letting his daughter who came to accompany him during the winter vacation to take care of the shop, and then went out to the warehouse behind.

In the convenience store that can be seen at a glance, there is a small 21-inch TV hanging directly opposite the checkout.

Ye Chen was a little bored, and looked up at the TV while waiting.

The little girl who was left behind by her father to look at the store was about fifteen or sixteen years old, just like Hua, who also had her own age. As soon as her father left, she immediately took the remote control and changed it to the one she liked.

Ye Chen chatted with the little girl for a few words, and found that she didn't want to talk to her at all, so he didn't say any more, smiled, turned around and continued watching TV.

Holding the remote control in her hand, the little girl changed all the channels, but she still couldn't find her favorite TV station. She pouted, threw the remote control on the counter, and went to play with her mobile phone.

Ye Chen looked outside the door, but he still didn't see Boss Cai, so he sighed and continued to look at the TV.

The TV was locked on the local news channel, and the host was also dressed in festive bright red. Ye Chen looked at it without a glance, and suddenly a screen popped up on the TV. The voice of the host said, "In this Chinese On the most important and happiest day, let us go to the city's No. [-] Women's Prison to see what the New Year's Eve dinner for those female prisoners is like."

For some reason, Ye Chen, who has always been uninterested in this kind of social news, or news suspected of being a show, suddenly sank in his heart, and a strange feeling seeped out from the bottom of his heart.

It was just watching TV casually, but in the end, it turned into a rapt, engrossed stare.

The camera sweeps across the rows of women with short hair and blue prison uniforms, and the young or old faces that jump out of the camera, although they are all mosaic, when a face flashes from the front Ye Chen recognized it at a glance.

"Ziwei!" Ye Chen exclaimed involuntarily.

Boss Cai ran in panting, "Mrs. Ling, how do you know that the crape myrtle blooms here are particularly good this year?"

Ye Chen stretched his hands into his pockets, and could clearly feel the trembling of his hands holding the wallet. Boss Cai took the money from Ye Chen, thinking that her hands were trembling because of the cold weather, and the waiting time was too long. When handing over the change, he said shyly, "Mrs. Ling, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

Ye Chen reluctantly pursed the corners of his lips, "You're out of sight, happy new year."

The voice of the news anchor on the TV still echoed in his ears, and the mosaic face kept dancing in front of his eyes.

My heart was full of worries, compared to when I came here, my pace was obviously slower, when Ye Chen walked to the door of the villa, he saw Ling Mo who came out to look for her.

Seeing Ye Chen, Ling Mo quickened his pace, took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. By the street light, he noticed that her face was not looking well, so he grabbed her hand again, and stuffed it into himself without any hesitation. in the clothes.

Ye Chen came to his senses, just when he was about to struggle, the man pressed her cold hand tightly to his chest.

He was very hot, and when he suddenly met Ye Chen's coldness, his skin uncontrollably aroused a layer of goosebumps.

Ye Chen was awkward, and whispered: "It will freeze you to death."

Ling Mo raised his lips and smiled, without saying anything, he just put his free hand around Ye Chen's waist, and walked slowly towards the lighted villa.

These days, no matter how much Ren Yechen warned himself not to be so curious, at this moment, it flooded again.

She pulled her hand out of the man's clothes, lifted her chin, and looked at the man's handsome and delicate face, "Ling Mo, if I don't ask how Ziwei is doing, are you really going to never tell me?"

There was no trace of panic in Ling Mo's eyes looking at Ye Chen. After a long time, he gently moved his thin lips, "Honey, how do you know?"

(End of this chapter)