After her identity was exposed, the CEO’s ex-wife asked for reconciliation

Su Qingxue sighed, put down her chopsticks, and touched her belly with satisfaction.

"It's been a long time since I've had such delicious food..."

As he spoke, a pair of loving eyes looked tentatively at Jiang Feng.

He then put down his chopsticks, lowered his eyes and said, "The Su family has a great business, and you will never be short of a bite of food. When you're done eating, just leave it there and I'll wash it up later."

With such an answer, Su Qingxue couldn't explain why she felt sour in her heart.

This was obviously not the case before. If Jiang Feng was the one cooking, he would definitely want him to wash the dishes afterwards.

Perhaps time passed by so casually that Su Qingxue had forgotten that they had been divorced for a long time.

No one would hug her with a smile and coax her to wash the dishes with a soft voice after she finished her noodle soup.

Su Qingxue bit her lower lip, feeling suddenly unwilling.

"Jiang Feng, you cooked this meal, should I go wash the dishes?"

Jiang Feng didn't expect that she would say this. He put away the dishes and chopsticks, then turned around and took them to the kitchen.

He answered Su Qingxue wordlessly.

Su Qingxue's eyes followed Jiang Feng until he disappeared into the kitchen.

She looked over there dreamily, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

She was awakened by the sound of a cell phone ringing.

Jiang Feng, who had ignored her before, walked out quickly, wiped the water on his hands and answered the phone.

"Hey, I wonder if Master Jiang has calmed down. Will this beautiful lady have the honor to invite Master Jiang out for a meal?"

Feng Feifei's sweet voice came from the mobile phone, and Jiang Feng froze when he heard it.

He felt an inquiring gaze piercing his side, and for some reason, he felt a little guilty unconsciously.

"Well, I still have to take care of Master. If I can't get out, you can go and eat by yourself."

Jiang Feng picked and picked, looking for some non-directional words to explain.

Feng Feifei only knew about this and said anxiously: "How is the old man? What happened? Do you need me to come over and help?"

After asking three questions in a row without giving Jiang Feng a chance to breathe, Jiang Feng finally stopped. Jiang Feng took a deep breath and hurriedly refused.

"This is an old disease. It won't do anything if you come here. As long as I'm here, it'll be fine."

Feng Feifei said dissatisfied: "Today is indeed too late. I will go see the old man tomorrow. How can you still take care of the old man like this? Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

She didn't speak too bluntly, but it was enough to express her distrust of Jiang Feng's care for others.

"I can..." Jiang Feng tried to defend himself.

Feng Feifei really didn't listen: "I don't think you can!"

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. I will go to the hospital to find you early tomorrow morning!"

Miss Feng made the decision arbitrarily and hung up the phone without giving Jiang Feng a chance to refuse.

"Beep beep..."

Listening to the blind tone coming from the cell phone, Jiang Feng hung up the phone helplessly.

In order to comfort himself, he was still enlightening himself.

Today is troublesome for Su Qingxue. Tomorrow the female CEO will definitely focus on her career.

After all, he is a grown man who is not as meticulous as a woman. With Feng Feifei here, the old man can get better care.

Thinking about it, Jiang Feng was about to put away his phone when he heard a text message notification sound.

He took the phone and saw a new text message from President Jiang.

[Mr. Jiang, Xiao Huan Dan has now become a rare item that is in short supply in the upper class, but the situation is a bit troublesome now.In the future, I plan to find several different opportunities for Xiao Huandan. When the time comes, I will choose the right person at the Dihao Hotel. As the owner of both companies, I hope you can be present. 】

Jiang Feng flipped his fingers and quickly edited the reply.

【understood. 】

After taking care of it, Jiang Feng put away his phone and was about to go back to his room to sleep, when he accidentally saw an inquiring look.

"It can't be that Feng Feifei, right?"

The sound on the mobile phone Jiang Feng used was very clear, perhaps too clear for Su Qingxue to hear.

It seemed that Su Qingxue was suppressing the emotions in her heart. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Feng again.