After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

When Nanhuang got up the next day, he found that half of the bed next door had already cooled down.

She stood up, wearing loose house clothes, and a pair of cute plush slippers on the floor.

Ever since Mr. Rong Wu saw her wearing plush slippers at Xie's house, the entire villa had been replaced with various styles of women's plush slippers.

Nanhuang had no choice but to put on plush slippers, rub his messy hair, and walked out of the panoramic glass room.

When I left the room, I saw a man wearing navy blue home clothes, but his sleeves had been rolled up, revealing his perfect arms.

The man is sorting the shepherd's purse on the ground, which is the wild shepherd's purse near the hot spring.

"Are there shepherd's purses available this season?" Nanhuang asked.

The man raised his head, looked at Nanhuang, smiled slightly, and said: "The air in this mountain is quite cold, so we can have this game. Nanhuang, there is a coat in the room, put it on before you come out."

Nanhuang turned around with a smile, put on a coat and walked out, watching him sort out the shepherd's purse roots.

"What are you doing?"

Mr. Rong Wu said: "I have some free time today, so I checked the guide and thought I would make you a shepherd's purse patty."

"you do?"

"Yeah." Rong Wuye said with a smile.

Nanhuang looked at his face, then looked down at the shepherd's purse in his hand. "Have you still not been able to sleep well recently? I can't see you every time I wake up in the morning."

Nanhuang knew about his cold syndrome, and she had been trying to find a way, but there was no way.

Rong Feng raised his head to look at her, and suddenly asked nervously: "Is it because I'm not here that you feel left out?"

Nanhuang was startled: "Huh? I don't have one."

Rong Feng said: "Don't think too much, I just woke up early and couldn't sleep so I got up... I will definitely be there when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Nanhuang immediately emphasized seriously. "I didn't, you really don't have to do this."

Rong Feng casually agreed to Ying Nanhuang's words, but still took the matter to heart.

Thinking about it carefully, when she woke up, she would never see him at first sight.

This is not like a normal boyfriend and girlfriend. This must be bad. It was his negligence.

Rong Feng brought the prepared shepherd's purse into the kitchen. The cook in the kitchen had been sent away by him early. After he entered the kitchen, he carefully washed the shepherd's purse and processed the minced meat and flour.

Nan Huang wanted to help, but Rong Feng rushed him out of the door.

"You wait outside."

Nanhuang smiled and said, "Okay. I'm going to make a glass of milk."

"No need." Rong Feng said loudly, "I have already ground the soy milk. Over there, you can pour it."

"good."

Nanhuang poured the soy milk and sat at the table nearby to wait. She listened to the sizzling sound in the oil pan and watched the man carefully fry the pancakes while reading the guide on his mobile phone.

She smiled slightly, but her mind couldn't help but think of something she cared about when she was a child.

She knew very well that during that year together, he was absolutely loyal and cared about her.

She considered him an important treasure. He also sees her as the only one.

So, what happened in the first place that made such a boy would rather deceive her than escape from the Nan family and assume the identity of the fifth son of the Rong family again?

She almost asked the question many times, but she suppressed the question.

She believed that he had a compelling reason, and she was willing to wait until the day he was willing to tell her in person.

Suddenly there was a crackling sound in the kitchen, and Nanhuang stood up suddenly and went to the kitchen to pull him over.

She asked nervously: "You didn't get burned anywhere, did you?"

When the pancakes were put into the pan, Rong Feng was inexperienced and cooked the oil out.

Rong Wuye pulled Nanhuang back. "The oil here is very dangerous, please step back."

"Leave me alone, are you okay?" Nanhuang asked again nervously.

"I'm fine." Rong Wuye saw her nervous face and worried that she would be worried, so he spread his hands and said, "Two drops of oil were splashed, but they all landed on my clothes. I'm really fine."

Nanhuang looked at him from top to bottom before feeling relieved.

"Get out quickly. Be good." Rong Wuye murmured after pushing Nanhuang out of the kitchen, "This place in the kitchen is more dangerous than the battlefield. Don't come in again."

"..." Nanhuang asked tentatively, "Don't you want to eat the food I cook for you in the future?"

Rong Wuye, who was making pancakes, visibly froze, and seemed to be struggling a lot, and then said: "No, it's too dangerous. No wonder chefs are classified as high-risk professions. There is a chef at home who cooks, and I cook when I have time. I'll do it. Don't go into the kitchen."

Nanhuang laughed softly.

Rong Wuye's pancakes were cooked one by one. He brought out two plates. The pancakes on one plate looked dark, while the ones on the other plate were obviously much better.

He placed the good-looking plate in front of Nanhuang, and he got the burnt plate.

Upon seeing this, Nanhuang directly gave him a piece of his plate.

Rong Feng said: "I didn't control the heat well. I'll do better next time. The two pieces on your plate are just okay. I can eat them here too."

He said that he would give it back to her.

Nanhuang immediately turned around with the plate in hand, refusing to let him return it to her. "One piece is enough for me. I can't eat any more. I have a small appetite."

Rong Wuye finally gave up and looked at her smiling smartly and playfully at him. He curved his lips and smiled with satisfaction.

…

In a simple single dormitory, Ye Xinyao sat on the bed and cried.

"Tan Zhe, what should I do, what should I do? I am ruined, I am finished, I will be completely banned by the Art Association. I am finished..."

Tan Zhe stood on the balcony, his brows furrowed.

In fact, he also knew that it was wrong to cheat on her by showing her his painting.

However, Ye Xinyao has been so pitiful since she was a child. Because of her mother's identity, she was not recognized. She has been growing up in the eyes of people with discrimination. She has never lived a stable life or been treated fairly.

Obviously they are both Ye Guangda's daughters, but the growth and treatment of Ye Xinyao and Ye Nanhuang are very different.

Ye Xinyao's mistake this time was just a mistake, and there was even some connivance in it.

He didn't want to blame her, but he also didn't want her to make the same mistake again and again.

Tan Zhe sat back down beside the boy's clean bed and said, "Xin Yao, we made a mistake in this matter. Let's admit our mistakes together and apologize to the public."

"You want me to apologize?" Ye Xinyao cried and looked at Tan Zhe.

Want her to admit her mistake and apologize? No, it's impossible! ! She was not wrong! ! !

Ye Xinyao cried non-stop, which made Tan Zhe even more unbearable.

After crying for a long time, she stopped crying and her mood gradually stabilized.

Tan Zhe went outside to smoke alone. He wasn't a big smoker and he didn't usually smoke much, but he was really a little stressed about this matter.

After smoking for a while, a glass of water was handed to him. Ye Xinyao appeared in front of him with a slightly red face with tears. She handed the water to him: "Tan Zhe, please drink some water."

"Yes." Tan Zhe took the water glass and drank the water in one gulp.

But for some reason, after drinking the water, Tan Zhe only felt more and more thirsty, his body was ready to move, and he was unbearably hot.

He turned around and looked at Ye Xinyao who walked in from the balcony and opened his collar. He suddenly realized that he must have drunk some kind of medicine, and felt incredible for a moment.

"Xin Yao...you..." the man's voice became hoarse, "what...did you give me?"

"Brother..." Ye Xinyao opened her collar, revealing the pink lace bra underneath, "Don't you want me? Brother Tan."