Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 154 Tracking
"Agu, happy birthday! I miss the sweet moment when we were able to celebrate our birthday together in a fair way, but it's okay, I believe our sweet moment will come soon in a few months. I'll wait for you! Love you! Forever !"

Signature: Jing Nuo.

The hand holding the note shrank suddenly, and Ning Luo only felt that his heart hurt a hundred times more than he expected.

If it was just speculation before, after seeing this note, she can be 100% sure that Jing Nuo did not lie to her. Jing Nuo is indeed Bei Minggu's girlfriend, and Bei Minggu is indeed planning to wait for her to give birth. Just let Jing Nuo come back to him in a fair way, so their sweet moment will come in a few months... after she gives birth.

How to do?
Are you making a fuss with Bei Minggu?
No, she would not do this kind of behavior of using her dignity as a stick.

But pretending that she didn't know anything and couldn't do anything, bit her lip, Ning Luo sat back on the high stool, unfolded the note and slapped it on the table, she had to let Bei Minggu know what you did , I know all my deceptions, don't try to deceive me for a fool again!
She was extremely angry, but she didn't want to show it, so she could only curl the corners of her lips to make herself look a little bad, to cover up her emotions.

On the contrary, Bei Minggu seemed to be in a particularly good mood, with a rare smile on his face. After reading the message, he gracefully walked out of the bedroom with a cake in his hand.

Oh, of course I feel better!

If she had a boyfriend who sent a cake and left a note expressing her love, she would naturally be in a good mood.

Just when Bei Minggu was about to walk to the dining table, Ning Luo suddenly reached out and grabbed the note spread on the table and hid it in her pocket. If the male ghost knew that she had seen through his deception, he would definitely control her even more severely, which would be of no benefit to her.

If the child is not born, this dead ghost will definitely not let her go free.

That being the case, why make yourself feel more unhappy during this time.

Bei Minggu put the delicately packaged cake on the table, and pushed aside the cake that Ning Luo had just handed him in disgust.

"..." The dead ghost is really wolf-hearted.

Fighting in the kitchen early in the morning made him such a cake, but he pushed her cake away because he had a better one. Ning Luo, who was on the verge of eruption, stared at his big and bright eyes, took a deep breath secretly, and then Take a deep breath, try to comfort yourself not to be angry, don't be angry, the other party is a scum... no, a scum, so he is not worthy of my love, and there is no need to care about him deceiving himself.

"Would you like a piece?" Bei Minggu asked in a charity tone while opening the box.

"Golden catkins are not the same as the catkins, good-looking doesn't necessarily taste good!" His eyes were on fire, and Ning Luo bit the spoon angrily, treating the spoon like Bei Minggu, a dead ghost, and sharpened it with his teeth.

However, her movements stopped when Bei Minggu fully opened the packing box.

Not to mention the exquisite cake, there is actually a chocolate scorpion on top of the cake.

"He's outrageous, plagiarizing my mother's idea!"

Ning Luo cursed rudely, and thrust the spoon she was biting into her mouth into the cake she made. Because Bei Minggu is a Scorpio, she originally planned to make a scorpion out of chocolate on top of the cake, but she was too helpless. Bad, can't do it.

Now when I see a chocolate scorpion on the other party's cake, I really feel like my idea has been stolen.

Ignoring the fire in her chest, Bei Minggu elegantly picked up a knife and fork to cut a large piece of cake and put it on her dinner plate, saying in a very proud tone: "Try it, the cakes she makes are always smooth Moderately sweet and greasy, delicious."

Heh, it seems that he is nostalgic for the cake made by Jing Nuo!

Ning Luo lifted the corners of his lips in disdain, lifted up the piece of cake and threw it back to Bei Minggu's dinner plate, "Is the cake still called cake when it's made smooth? Just call it cream! I'm very sorry, my mother likes sweets, sweet Moderate to me is like chewing pewter! So, don't!"

What a joke, she didn't eat the cake she made herself, but went to eat the cake sent by Jing Nuo, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to herself.

In order to prove that his own cake is better than Jing Nuo's, Ning Luo used both a knife and fork to cut a large piece of his own cake and stuffed it into his mouth. .

No, it's so hard!
"The expression is so ecstasy, is it because the cake I made is delicious?" Bei Minggu gracefully forked a piece of cake into his mouth and asked intentionally.

"Naturally!" The things I made by myself are delicious even if they chew like shit, Ning Luo straightened his face, making himself look like he was enjoying himself, and his eyes shot at the exquisite cake in front of him like lasers, " This cake...was made by your sister?"

Beiming was slightly taken aback, then gave another "hmm" and nodded.

Pack!Keep pretending!
Ning Luo rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, thinking that Bei Minggu, you don’t need to write a draft when you lie, if your sister’s rich lady can make such an exquisite cake, a sow can climb a tree and lay her eggs.

In order not to lose to Bei Minggu in terms of imposing manner, Ning Luo ate the cake piece by piece. Fortunately, her cake was made several times harder than normal cakes, and it chewed especially imposingly, so she chewed elegantly slowly. Beiming Gu who swallowed was compared.

Bei Minggu only took two small bites, and then covered the rest of the cake again.

With bright eyes open, Ning Luo couldn't help asking curiously, "Why don't you eat?"

Hmph, it must be good-looking or not delicious!

"Besides blood, eating other things makes my stomach feel uncomfortable, and I can barely eat two bites of what she gave me." It means that I only eat cakes given by my girlfriend, otherwise I won't eat anything except blood.

Nima, no wonder he just kept staring at the cake she made and didn't speak.

It turned out that it wasn't that she thought the cake she made was not good-looking or delicious, but that she had no intention of eating her cake at all.

Ning Luo only felt a burst of anger rushing from her chest to her forehead. Her temperament was not gentle, and she really couldn't help but pounce on Bei Minggu and beat up this dead ghost, but she clearly understood that, at every move She couldn't even beat Bei Minggu with one finger.

In order to prevent himself from really being unable to help himself and end up at a disadvantage, Ning Luo hurriedly jumped off the high stool, ran into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water, to calm himself down, calm down, calm down again.

When she came out of the bathroom, she found that the dining table was empty.

"Where's my cake?" Ning Luo couldn't help shouting.

"Throw it away." Bei Minggu pointed to the trash can.

"..." Ning Luo's fair face turned from white to red, from red to black, and finally green in anger.

She ran to the trash can, and really saw a big bag of things in the trash can, which she brought back from the cake shop last night. He not only threw away the cake she made, but also threw away all her things.

In Ning Luo's chest, there are tens of thousands of grass Nima running non-stop.

"I did it myself, clean up the kitchen." Bei Minggu pointed to the kitchen order.

"Let me dig your grave, I'll do it!" Ning Luo raised his jaw high and glared at him angrily.

Is this cursing him that there is no hope of resurrection, and that he will undoubtedly "die" sooner or later?

Bei Ming and Gu Han narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Kang Ningluo, why are you losing your temper? Obediently tidy up the kitchen, I will take your leave tonight, and let you go see your classmate Zhuo Qi freely."

After the words fell, he went straight into the study.

Originally, she would rather die than surrender, but after comparing cleaning the kitchen with gaining a night of freedom, Ning Luo still cleaned the kitchen obediently. It came out from the study, "Pour a glass of 'wine' and come in."

"Drink you to death!"

Throwing the mop aside, Ning Luo took a goblet and poured a cup full of chicken blood. Her big bright eyes moved cleverly, and the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up badly. She tiptoed from above A salt shaker was taken from the shelf, and four tablespoons of salt were added to the "wine".

While shaking the wine glass, he walked into the study.

Putting the cup on the desk, Ning Luo turned around and wanted to leave, but was pulled by Bei Ming Gu, and sat on the chair beside him. His gaze never left the computer screen for a moment, and his other hand was still on He kept typing on the keyboard, but he was able to stretch out his feet accurately and entangle her legs.

Ning Luo moved a bit, and found that his legs seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, a book flew in front of her.

"Damn ghost!" Ning Luo cursed inwardly, and stopped struggling needlessly. She just flipped through the book and saw Bei Minggu gracefully pick up the goblet while staring at the computer. She immediately felt relieved. He quickly covered the book, and stared at his pretty thin lips getting closer to the rim of the cup with wide eyes.

Finally, Beiming took a sip of "wine".

In the next moment, the beautiful eyebrows furrowed fiercely, but he was very well-trained, even though the "wine" was so salty that it made people want to vomit, he still swallowed it, and then he heard a successful laugh from the side Voice.

He turned his head and saw Ning Luo staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, his jaw raised high, and a triumphant smirk emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Damn girl, she did something bad, how dare she be so proud?
If it wasn't for the chicken blood in the cup, he would definitely have fed her a mouthful, so that this damn girl could also feel the salty taste.

It's so bad!
Bei Minggu put the cup aside helplessly and stopped drinking.

Ning Luo's mood improved a lot in an instant, whistled roguely, flipped through the magazine in her hand, and when she finished flipping through a magazine, she suddenly heard a "ding", and Bei Minggu put it on The mobile phone on the desktop received a message again.

The message floated on the screen of the mobile phone, and the sender's name and the content of half of the message could be seen.

When Ning Luo glanced over, he saw these words, "1314, see you at the old place tonight, I'll wait..."

Sender: Jing Nuo.

Ning Luo felt as if his heart was being pounded again.

And Bei Minggu turned his head from the computer, obviously scanning the word "Jing Nuo" on the screen, and he quickly took the phone away.

Late, 7 o'clock.

Bei Minggu dressed up more handsomely than usual, and even wore perfume like never before, and gave Ning Luo a gold card, allowing her to move freely tonight, and went out.

Ning Luo followed him downstairs, hailed a taxi, and followed him.

(End of this chapter)