Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

It’s a shame he could come up with such a lame reason!

"Out of control?" Liang Nianhe asked, "Don't your hands follow the instructions of your brain?"

"Correct."

Si Moli nodded without changing his expression.

Liang Nianhe pointed to his head: "Are you okay here? Do you want to go to a brain department for a good check-up?"

"I hope there is a problem. In this case, even if you file for divorce and I don't agree, you can't get divorced from this marriage."

He half-smiled.

Liang Nianhe's heart sank suddenly.

What does he mean by that?

Could it be that he knew that the last resort for her and Song Zhixu was to go through legal procedures, sue for divorce, and go to court?

Even... before she and Song Zhixu took action, he had already thought of a countermeasure!

Si Moli is too scary.

Many rights and interests of people with mental illness are protected. Even if they hurt someone, as long as they have a mental illness identification from the hospital, they can be reduced or even exempted from punishment.

If Si Moli resorted to this trick and wanted to sue for divorce, it would really not work!

"How could there be something wrong with your brain?" Liang Nianhe couldn't help but sneered, "Si Moli, I can't find anyone smarter than you in the whole Sicheng."

"If Song Zhixu was not in Sicheng, I would indeed be number one. But he is staying here and has not returned to the capital for a long time. It is still unclear whether he is smarter or I am smarter."

As he said this, Si Moli also smiled, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "He and I still don't know who is the real winner."

Liang Nianhe looked at him steadily, and then turned his head.

After a while, she said: "It's quite boring, Si Moli."

This kind of intrigue and scheming against each other is really tiring.

Love shouldn't be like this, and marriage shouldn't be like this.

It’s no longer possible to go on, why not let go generously and fulfill each other’s vast world.

Si Moli replied: "As long as I can still see you and talk to you, all this will be interesting and meaningful."

Before Liang Nianhe could say anything, he changed the subject: "I spilled your chicken soup, I'm sorry. I'll make it for you whatever you want to eat."

Liang Nianhe even doubted whether he was hallucinating.

Si Moli can cook?

A pampered young man like him never touches Yang Chun Shui with his fingers, and someone brings him a glass of water. How can he cook?

"Si Moli," Liang Nianhe asked, "are you trying to poison me?"

"How can I be willing?"

"But you..."

He guessed what she was thinking and replied: "I can't do it, but I can learn. Cooking for the one you love is a very happy thing."

Liang Nianhe shook his head repeatedly: "I'm not hungry, I'm... tired. I can go to bed after washing up. Good night!"

After she finished speaking, she immediately left.

However, Si Moli would not let her go so easily.

He stretched out his long arms, wrapped them around her neck, and pulled her into his arms.

Liang Nianhe almost suffocated.

"I'm hungry." He said, "Since you don't want to see me cooking, then you can make me something to eat."

Liang Nianhe's head was filled with questions: "???"

"Put down a bowl of noodles." Si Moli looked down at her, "Is that okay?"

"Can't!"

"Okay." He said cheerfully, "Then I'll give it to you."

Just like that, Si Moli forcibly dragged Liang Nianhe to the kitchen.

Every time Liang Nianhe wanted to run, it was like he had eyes on his back, and he could stop her in time every time.