Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

With the most simple white apron tied, and the pale fingers running like running water between the ingredients, Shen Bihan can make the cooking feel elegant as a work of art, which can also be said to be his exclusive specialty.

Wen Muxi sat in his seat and looked greedily at the busy man in the open kitchen. He couldn't even blink.

Only when Shen Bihan focused on doing other things, did she dare to look at him like this, a man deeply rooted in her heart.

The exquisite steak and dessert were served one by one. The familiar taste was so delicious that Wen Muxi almost swallowed his tongue.

This man is like this. He doesn't eat what others do, so he can cook well. His color, smell and taste are as perfect as him.

"Well, I haven't eaten for years. Is it still with my appetite?" Shen Bihan asked her while folding the used napkin after wiping his mouth.

Cannibalism has a soft mouth. Wen Muxi didn't dare to say those words against him that deliberately hurt people.

"Too little weight, not enough to eat." this is the only thing she can dislike. In fact, the weight is enough, that is, not enough to eat.

Shen Bihan laughed at the speech. His thin lips were so shallow that it was more eye-catching than the scene of flowers in full bloom.

He said with a smile, "that's all you have. It's the same as in those days."

Half sighed and half spoiled, it seemed that he was remembering all kinds of things in those years. Wen Muxi's fingers holding the dessert fork trembled slightly.

"You're not the kind of person who always lives in the past," she reminded with a smile. She couldn't see any difference from her expression to her tone, even if her heart was dripping blood.

"I thought so before I met you."

An understatement directly killed all the possibilities of Wen Muxi's counterattack.

Shen Bihan took a sip of tea, his eyes indicated the direction of the white scarf around her neck, and his tone was concerned: "is the wound better?"

Wen Muxi subconsciously touched the tooth mark covered by the silk scarf. The wound had already scabbed and began to grow new flesh, but it would still hurt faintly.

"It's you who bit me, and it's you who care." Wen Muxi glanced at him.

"Don't look at me. I'm not going to apologize." Shen Bihan put down the tea lamp and said safely.

She understood Shen Bihan's meaning, and the translation was straightforward: you asked for it.

Wen Muxi did not argue with him on this topic, but shifted the topic to the purpose of coming here this time: "anyway, thank you for the Lin Meng sauce this time."

"Your thanks are only verbal?"

"HMM." Wen Muxi nodded very impolitely.

Shen Bihan didn't intend to make her cry with gratitude, so he just shrugged his eyebrows and eyes.

"But I still hope that if this happens again in the future, I can ask Mr. Shen not to intervene." Wen Muxi said seriously: "your time is too precious. People like me can't afford it. I'm afraid of losing my life."

Shen Bihan raised his eyes and looked at her: "if you follow your algorithm, your life will be lost."

"No, so now every day I live, I'm making atonement." she laughed and couldn't tell which was true and which was false.

This was the first time that they didn't end up unhappily after they separated. Even when they walked out of the restaurant door, Shen Bihan personally opened the restaurant door for her.

Such warmth only lasted for that second. When he came out of the restaurant and looked at Jiang Xue waiting at the door of the restaurant, the smile on Wen Muxi's face was really frozen.

"Mr. Shen, it's not a good habit to ask other women for dinner behind your fiancee's back."

Wen Muxi said a word with Shen Bihan with a smile and turned away. It looked natural and unrestrained. In fact, the essence was to flee.

Why did she almost forget that person? She can't get close to it.

Not only because of the accident, but also because... He's getting married.

At the door of the restaurant, Shen Bihan watched Wen Muxi take a taxi and leave. He didn't mean to catch up. Even the expression on his face was light, nothing changed.

But the more so, the more Jiang Xue trembled in the night wind. It seems that she came at a bad time.

"Boss, why don't you tell Miss Wen the truth?" she couldn't help but put forward a little suggestion. She was afraid that the future president's wife knew the truth too late and resented her for wearing small shoes for her.

Shen Bihan obviously didn't understand the concerns of his chief secretary. He waved his hand and said, "don't worry, now is not the time."

Jiang Xue wants to cry without tears, but she can't make a sound.

……

Before the program began to broadcast, Chu Hao got the news from Miya that Wen Muxi won the first place in the first issue and shouted to kill her severely.

Wen Muxi can only respond and ask him to kill him gently.

After their respective work, they made an appointment with a Japanese restaurant.

Chu Hao's eyes are like radar. As soon as he comes up, he stares at the silk scarf on her neck. His delicate eyes show that he has no good intentions.

Feeling the danger, Wen Muxi subconsciously protected the silk scarf around his neck, like a white rabbit stared at by the robbers.

"Dear, you and my cousin are really fierce." Chu Hao's eyes are so ambiguous that they almost shine.

"Clearly, can we pick up your queen image and don't make up for those who don't have?" Wen Muxi helplessly reminded.

Chu Hao 'tut' gave a sound, and his fingernails painted with bright red Cardan gently picked the silk scarf on wenmuxi's neck: "I wear such a big white silk scarf in summer. If I want to cover it up, I'm blind."

"I am..."

Before she could explain, Chu Hao interrupted: "if you have the ability, let's take off the silk scarf and talk again."

“……”

Wen Muxi immediately counseled. She really didn't have the courage. The tooth marks on her neck haven't fallen off yet. It looks really scary.

Seeing her avoiding her eyes, Chu Hao immediately smiled proudly.

"Oh, don't tell me. Your silk scarf feels good. What brand is it?"

Chu Hao deliberately teased her, said on her mouth, and suddenly touched the silk scarf on her neck. He was so frightened that Wen Muxi protected the silk scarf on her neck and retreated, almost falling.

The friend's embarrassed appearance successfully pleased Chu Hao, and he laughed back and forth regardless of the image.

"Do you want to eat?" Wen Muxi could only take out his mace.

Although Chu Hao still looked like he had to laugh, he obviously restrained a lot. At least he didn't continue to tease her.

After entering the Japanese food restaurant, they asked for a small bag. When they were walking in, they met a warm old acquaintance on the corridor of Hewu.

"Oh, who am I talking about? Isn't this our Mrs. Shen?" Wen Muxi was recognized by Jiao Shiwei before he could hide. When she opened her mouth, she was full of ridicule.

When he had finished speaking, the man made a look like he had just remembered, half covered his mouth and apologized: "look, I almost forgot. The senior and you broke up long ago."

The smile on Wen Muxi's face retreated completely when he saw Jiao Shiwei. It's natural that no one will have a good face to anyone when the old rival meets.

"Something to say, nothing to go." Wen Muxi's cold face, even his tone dropped several degrees.

Jiao Shiwei's face was immediately cold when she heard the speech. She looked at Wen Muxi and said word by word: "I haven't seen you for so many years. Since I met you today, how about calculating the accounts of that year?"