Fenfen didn't fall down, she was still quite energetic.
Ziyi's mood was slightly better. The feeling of the table full of dishes being sprinkled with arsenic-like substance had completely disappeared.
The poison had turned into a delicacy, but unfortunately, she had yet to achieve her goal of Meng Hua turning himself in, and she did not see him eating a mouthful of rice in advance.
Baby, which side did I offend? Such torment. Meng Hua began to grumble affectionately. Come on, eat first. Later, I'll tie a thorn stick to my back, then I'll lean down and let you whip me hard, okay? As he spoke, he stared sadly at Ziyi.
As Ziyi listened, she wanted to laugh again, but she closed her lips tightly, afraid that she wouldn't notice the smile on her face.
The rice is already cold. I'll get you another bowl. With that, he really went to scoop the rice.
Ziyi took the opportunity to stare at the dishes on the table, and hunger suddenly struck her." Today's slow punishment is enough. Forget it, let him go," a voice reminded.
When Meng Hua brought the food over, she held back her hunger and hoped that Meng Hua would really say before she started eating," Baby, I played with women in Lingdan County that day…
She started to look into Meng Hua's eyes meaningfully. She wanted to convey this message to him.
After waiting for a long time, Meng Hua still did not wake up.
She thought to herself,"This stinky hooligan, it seems that I have to give him the dictatorship of the Proletarian class before he will confess?" But how? This was difficult for Ziyi.
Meng Hua saw that Ziyi was starting to look him in the eye, and a burst of joy emerged." It was finally going to thaw.
Let's eat, baby. If you have anything to say, wait until we finish eating. Meng Hua's voice was as gentle as ever.
Ziyi glanced at him again, it seemed that it would be difficult to make him confess.
Suppressing her hunger, she reluctantly picked up her chopsticks and slowly piled the rice on the side.
Eat, be good, I'll feed you. Meng Hua saw that Ziyi was ready to eat, and his heart felt sour and happy. These two kinds of tastes intertwined and tumbled around.
For this meal to let Ziyi hold a pair of chopsticks, it was really harder than him climbing a peak, it was really ten times harder than him winning a bidding project.
Meng Hua took Ziyi's bowl and gently put the mouthful of rice that she had yet to feed into her mouth.
Meng Hua could swallow his anger for her sake. A woman's originally benevolent heart was so easily transferred out. She looked at him with tears in her eyes.
This glance seemed to have given Meng Hua great encouragement. He put down his bowl and suddenly pulled his wife into his arms.
Ziyi burst into tears, and Meng Hua also teared up.
Don't cry. Be good. We won't be separated in the future. When I'm done with the company, I'll definitely take you and the child out on a trip for a few days.
Meng Hua, why did you do that? Why?
Ziyi cried even louder, but Meng Hua didn't know what she wanted to ask.
What's wrong, baby? Why? Did you encounter something? For a moment, Meng Hua had actually forgotten about the good things he had done in Lingdan County.
Ziyi suddenly pushed Meng Hua away and looked at him strangely.
You really don't want to tell me yourself? Ziyi wiped her tears and suddenly became resentful.
What can I tell you, baby? Meng Hua's voice was still very gentle.
Ziyi carefully sized up this man who had lived with her for nearly ten years. She couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in her heart and praise," Hmph hmph, you clearly did something wrong, but you can still pretend. You're really not simple, really not simple!
Ziyi steeled her heart,[You can pretend, but when you are in front of the hard facts, let's see if you can still pretend.]
Ziyi barely finished her meal, and Meng Hua only ate a few mouthfuls.
She sat in the study and stared at the sky outside the balcony. The sun was very red, but it seemed that not a single ray of light belonged to her. She looked at the flowers and plants on the balcony. Although they were very lush under the care of the nanny, Auntie Li, in her eyes, these flowers and plants did not belong to her now. The only thing that belonged to her seemed to be a monarch who had lost her country and city and could only guard her broken walls and cry.
Meng Hua came in after washing the dishes.
He sat beside Ziyi and held her waist.
I must lay my cards on the table with him! Ziyi pushed Meng Hua's hand away, determined not to be bewitched by her husband's gentleness. It seemed that he couldn't wait until he confessed. Most men like him would hide it. she wants
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