Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

   Si watched him leave with a deep gaze, and then opened the phone's browser to scan the gossip above when he was far away.

  Every one seemed to pierce his chest.

  He made a call to his secretary with a cold face. As soon as the phone was connected, he immediately ordered in a low voice, "Let the people in the public relations department clean up the news on the Internet. I want the results before tomorrow morning!"

   "Uh, Secretary General, what news are you talking about?" At this point, the secretary was ready to go to sleep, but was suddenly woken up by the phone. As a result, he was so blind to order without beginning and end.

  "Go to the Internet by myself!" Si Shen explained to him in a moody mood. He hung up the phone after talking, regardless of the fact that the secretary and the public relations department were busy today.

  He just hung up the phone on this end, and the phone rang on the other end.

  He glanced at the caller ID before entering the elevator, his handsome face became colder, there was silence for a moment, and he swiped and refused to answer.

  The person who called was particularly persistent. After he hung up, the person called two more. Si Shen refused without exception.

The person at    probably felt that he would not answer his own phone today. After three calls were hung up, the phone stopped.

   "Ding——" The elevator reached the floor of Lin Anxin's house.

  Si Shen put the dead cell phone into his pocket, stepped out of the elevator and walked to the door of the apartment.

  He didn't rush in.

  I don’t know why it took ten minutes to stand at the door and it seemed like a courage. He took out the key and opened the door...

  The cozy little apartment is very quiet, as if no one is there.

He changed his shoes and walked from the hallway to the living room and didn't see the person he wanted to see. He went to the kitchen and smelled the fragrance of his face for a while before he saw the little woman in the pajamas casually rolled up her hair and carried a bowl of steaming steam. The freshly baked noodles came out of the kitchen.

  Si Shen didn't know why he hesitated suddenly, his thin lips pressed tightly, and he didn't know why he didn't even dare to come close.

  Lin Anxin didn't have any special performance, carrying the warm noodles and walking straight to the small dining table as if she hadn’t seen him, and started eating.

  She doesn't look like a female star on TV. She eats noodles naturally and casually, and she smashes her mouth from time to time, except that she didn’t make a chuckle.

  Emma, ​​no wonder so many people on the Internet like to talk about turning grief and anger into appetite!

  It’s so cool to feel overeating when you are in a bad mood!

  She has been dieting to stay in shape recently in order to come back, and it has been a long time since the evening has been so cool. Sure enough, a bowl of noodles in the middle of the night beats a living god~

  The more she eats, the more fragrant she eats, her brows and eyes are crooked, she can't seem to be in a bad mood to others. When I didn't know, she thought she was in a good mood, that's why she was so careless and unresponsive.

Si Chen knows that she hardly eats at night, but now that she ignores her and eats a bowl of noodles and sits there quietly eating, her chest is even more boring, as if she was punched and moved. I move my thin lips, but I don't know where to start explaining.

   "Reassure, I..."

   Before he finished speaking, the phone rang.

  Lin Anxin put down his chopsticks and looked at him sideways, as if waiting for him to answer the phone.

  The phone was still ringing, Si Chen tightened his temples, took out the phone, and glanced down. It was actually the caller ID he didn't answer before—Enron!