After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

Meng Ziyi was hurt by his words, as if something sharp was grinding on her heart, causing pain.

"You think I deserve it, don't you?" Meng Ziyi turned around and looked at Sheng Junheng with tears in her eyes.

The harm of others is nothing.

But what he said really hurt her heart.

"Yes, I deserve it. So, Mr. Sheng shouldn't interfere in my affairs today, he should just watch me being played by them. Anyway, it's not the first time I've made such a deal with someone."

Throwing down these words as if angry, Meng Ziyi turned and left.

Sheng Junheng looked at her back, frowning more and more tightly.

How did things become like this?

Didn't he just want to say something to comfort her?
But in the end...

Sure enough, he didn't know how to please a woman.

"Sheng Junheng, if you don't know how to speak, then shut up! Damn it!" He said quite remorsefully in his heart.

He watched Meng Ziyi's back disappear around the corner, and finally left with his feet up.

He was originally going to meet some friends in the business field, but now he has lost all interest.

Lin.

After Lin Chu got up today, her foot injury was better.

Although I still can't walk like flying, I can still walk independently with a little help from walls and the like.

As soon as Lin Chu walked downstairs next to the wall, he smelled the aroma of rice.

What's the situation?
I saw a tall figure busy in the kitchen.

He wore an apron, and the sunlight that fell in from the side shrouded his body, as if it had coated him with a layer of light, making him look extremely gentle.

Such a morning...

It once appeared in Lin Chu's fantasy.

But she didn't expect that one day, the picture in this fantasy would appear in front of her in such a real way.

But I have to say, she really couldn't recover.

Until Sheng Yuhuai came out of the kitchen with something.

"I made you some fresh shrimp and yam porridge. It's very light, but it tastes good." Sheng Yuhuai said while putting the bowl of porridge on the table.

Lin Chu looked at Sheng Yuhuai with disbelief.

Sheng Yuhuai was a little confused by her look: "What's wrong? Something grew on my face?"

"You forgot, I once ate the porridge you cooked... I still remember the taste of it." Lin Chu glanced at the good-looking porridge on the table.

To be honest, she was a little afraid to speak.

Maybe, this looks good, eats it...and kills you.

"The ones from the past... don't mention it. Try today's bowl of porridge, come." Sheng Yuhuai handed the spoon to Lin Chu, and looked at her sincerely.

Lin Chu also didn't want to waste Sheng Yuhuai's kindness.

But... She really has a psychological shadow.

"Otherwise, you can eat first, I'll wait." Lin Chu could only say this.

"This is the porridge I specially prepared for you when I got up early. Hurry up, sit down and have breakfast." Sheng Yuhuai ordered rather domineeringly.

"You...are worried, will there be dark cooking again?" Sheng Yuhuai quickly understood Lin Chu's worry.

Lin Chu looked away in embarrassment. Should she answer this kind of question or not?

"Don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint you today." A faint smile spread between Sheng Yuhuai's brows and eyes.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pressed Lin Chu's shoulder, and let her sit down on the chair.