After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

When Sheng Tingye woke up, he found him lying on the hospital bed.

The nurse walked in and said overjoyed: "Mr. Sheng, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for a day and a night."

"one day one Night?!"

Damn!

His haemorrhage is getting worse and worse, and he always loses control at the most critical moments.

The last memory before fainting was the scene of Chu Zhi's heart being shot, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He grabbed the nurse's arm and asked coldly: "Where is Hatsumi, is she okay?"

The nurse was frightened by Sheng Tingye's excited reaction and said tremblingly: "You...are you talking about Mrs. Sheng? After she sent you to the hospital yesterday, she bandaged you a little and left."

"A little bandage?"

When Sheng Tingye heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Chu Zhixin was not shot, and the situation was not as serious as he thought.

"Yes, after bandaging, I left with Master Bai."

the nurse added.

"Leaved with that boy named Bai?!"

When Sheng Tingye heard this, he went through the discharge procedures without saying a word.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

As soon as Chu Zhixin soaked the instant noodles, she heard someone ringing the doorbell.

She frowned and complained in her heart: Bai Jingxing is so annoying. Why did he just send him away and come back? She just suffered some skin injuries and just wanted to be alone. Why is it so difficult? !

When Chu Zhixin opened the door, she saw Sheng Tingye standing outside and became nervous for no reason.

"Why...how is it you?"

Shouldn't this guy stay in the hospital? It seems like he has a serious problem with bleeding!

"you alone?"

Sheng Tingye didn't answer the question, but looked over Chu Zhixin's head into the room with his sharp eyes, feeling as if he was here to catch the mistress.

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

"It doesn't matter. We are not husband and wife, but we are neighbors. Good-neighborliness and friendship are the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation."

When Sheng Tingye said this, he walked in confidently.

"..."

Chu Zhixin was speechless.

Why didn't I realize that this guy is so thick-skinned?

She was still a good neighbor. She was his wife before, so why had he never been friendly?

After Sheng Tingye walked around the room, he found that Chu Zhixin was alone and there was no other man. His cold face finally gained a touch of softness.

"You eat this tonight?"

Sheng Tingye frowned coldly when he saw the instant noodle box placed by Chu Zhixin on the dining table.

"Otherwise, my hand is injured, I can't cook, and the takeaway is not clean."

Her instant noodles are imported instant noodles, very high-end, and their nutritional value is not low.

"How lazy!"

Sheng Tingye's mouth was full of disgust, and he had already walked to the kitchen and started searching for ingredients.

There were not many ingredients in the refrigerator, but Sheng Tingye made three dishes and one soup with a bang.

"I can't believe that you can actually cook."

Chu Zhixin looked at the hot food on the table, and gained a new understanding of this flower of the high mountain who usually looked ungrounded.

"There are many things you can't think of."

As Sheng Tingye spoke, he served a large bowl of white rice to Chu Zhixin.

Hatsukoro's right hand was scratched by a stray bullet and she could only hold chopsticks with her left hand.

Seeing this, Sheng Tingye simply took the chopsticks and fed her directly.

"This...is not appropriate, is it?"

Chu Zhixin's face turned slightly red.

The act of feeding is too ambiguous.

"Open your mouth."

Sheng Tingye's tone was very strong.

Helpless, Chu Zhixin could only open his mouth and cooperate.

Don't tell me, this guy's craftsmanship is not bad, not inferior to professional chefs at all.

"Woman, trouble!"

Although Second Young Master Sheng was impatient, his gesture of feeding with chopsticks was considered considerate and gentle.

During the meal, they were in tacit understanding and didn't say much.

Chu Zhixin's eyes were a little red as he ate.

She had fantasized about this scene countless times in the past four years.

As Sheng Tingye's wife, she didn't expect this man to love her much. Even if he could have a meal with her, she would be satisfied.

However, during these four years, she was always the only one at the huge dining table.

Her marriage was too lonely.

The dining table is empty, the bed is empty, the side is empty, and the heart is empty...

Now he is willing to accompany her, but she doesn't need it anymore.

She thinks it's good to be alone, but two people are too crowded...

"I'm full. Thanks for taking care of me. You can go back to your own home, neighbor."

Chu Zhixin withdrew her tears and her heart, and coldly ordered Sheng Tingye to be kicked out.

However, Sheng Tingye slowly put down his bowls and chopsticks and said in an informing tone: "I will stay here until you recover from your injury."

"It's not necessary."

The original intention expressed rejection.

"You said it doesn't count."

After Sheng Tingye finished speaking, he directly hugged Chu Zhixin and said, "Now, I will take care of you, a sick person, to take a bath and sleep."

What, taking a shower? sleep?

What does this man want to do? Why does it sound so sour? !