Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

That intimidating voice directly made Gong Yayue freeze in place, and the smile on her face also froze.

"I......"

She seemed to want to explain, but Chu Zhou had already strode over, grabbed the plate from her hand, and put it heavily on the table.

Chu Zhou lost his composure, and blurted out: "The last time you were drunk, I'm not as knowledgeable as you, but now—please leave immediately!"

Gong Yayue moved her lips, but she couldn't say a word.

She lowered her eyes, silently took off the apron, put it on the chair, then picked up the bag that was placed aside, and walked out.

The footsteps became faster and faster, and finally almost rushed out of the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away quickly, Chu Zhou frowned, and looked down at the plate of tomato stewed noodles on the table.

Red soup splashed on the table, and the noodles, which were originally delicately arranged, were messy and tangled into balls.

Just like the emotions he couldn't sort out at the moment.

He didn't know why he suddenly lost his temper.

Is it because she made his favorite tomato stewed noodles?

Or is it because of the four-leaf clover-shaped earring?

Or... the nonsense that was wrapped around his waist and buried in his chest after being drunk that night?

She was the one who clearly said to keep a distance, but she chose to do these things that made it difficult for him to get along with himself.

Chu Zhou clenched his palm tightly, but was stabbed by something.

He reacted suddenly, and the anger on his face instantly dissipated, replaced by annoyance.

She ran so fast just now, has she gone far away now?

Although thinking so, the next second, Chu Zhou opened the door without hesitation and chased him out.

Gong Yayue did not go far.

Chu Zhou only chased for about ten meters before he saw Na Mo standing on the side of the road.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped forward, "Gong Yayue."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his voice, Gong Yayue walked away without looking back.

With long legs, Chu Zhou caught up to her twice, grabbed her arm and forced her to stop and turn around.

"Your ear..." rings.

The last word stuck in his throat.

Chu Zhou looked at her face full of tears unexpectedly, and felt as if he had been hammered hard somewhere in his heart.

Gong Yayue immediately buried her head down, her voice choked up, "Sorry, I, I won't mess with your kitchen again in the future."

Hearing such an apology, Chu Zhou felt a little embarrassed, "It's my fault, I was too excited just now..."

He is a man in his thirties, but now he looks like a young stunned young man, embarrassed and at a loss.

I can only spread my palms and change the subject, "I found your earrings."

Hearing this, Gong Yayue finally raised her head slightly, her drooping eyelashes were sticking together wetly.

She stared at the four-leaf clover earrings in Chu Zhou's palm, and after a while, without reaching out, she whispered, "Thank you, I don't want it anymore."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Chu Zhou held her back, his tone both puzzled and annoyed, "Why not?"

He still couldn't help it, and asked the doubt in his heart, "Gong Yayue, why did you make that noodle?"

According to her previous attitude, he guessed that she might say "it just happens to have those few ingredients in the refrigerator", or casually perfunctory.

Chu Zhou had already preset the answer in his mind, so that when he heard Gong Yayue's words, he was stunned.

"Because...you used to like the tomato stewed noodles I made the most."

Gong Yayue still had tears in her eyes, she looked up at him with a bitter and self-deprecating smile.

"You..." Chu Zhou completely forgot to respond. After uttering a word, he didn't know how to continue the words, so he could only stare at her blankly.

Gong Yayue also stared at him, the affection in those eyes could no longer be hidden.

She lightly sniffed the tip of her nose and bit her lip as if she had made up her mind.

Slowly and carefully, he asked the sentence that had been in his heart for a long time: "Azhou, can we be together again?"