After hiding her pregnant belly and getting divorced, the daughter of the richest man stopped preten

She was too lazy to care about the two of them and turned around and went back to the room.

If she wasn't afraid that they would make too much noise at the door and affect people upstairs and downstairs, she wouldn't bother to care about these two!

Wen Shiqi sat back on the sofa and continued to enjoy the food.

Wen Muchi and Ming Xiu glared at each other, then quickly retracted their aura and followed Wen Shiqi into the house with a "good baby" look on their faces.

It was not until this time that they smelled a strange smell in the air.

Well, how should I put it?

It just stinks.

Stinks.

It smells like stinky swill.

The two of them looked at what Wen Shiqi was holding in his hand. Well, it was stinky tofu...

No wonder it stinks.

Ming Xiu glanced at Wen Muchi beside him, and suddenly smiled. He sat down next to Wen Shiqi and said in surprise:

"You have stinky tofu? Come to think of it, I haven't eaten it in a long time. Qiqi, do you mind if I eat it with you?"

He asked "Do you mind?" but his hands were not polite at all. He picked up an empty pair of chopsticks next to him and picked up a piece of stinky tofu.

When he was about to put it into his mouth, he suddenly glanced at Wen Muchi:

"I guess Mr. Wen wouldn't eat this kind of 'common people's food', right?

"Oh, I forgot. Mr. Wen, do you know what 'stinky tofu' is?"

Wen Muchi smiled slowly. This usually cold man actually had a feeling of the iceberg melting and spring flowers blooming when he smiled like this:

"Mr. Ming, you're joking. How could I not know what stinky tofu is? Speaking of which, this is the first time I..."

Having said this, he paused and looked at Ming Xiu deliberately:

"I ate stinky tofu with Zao Zao. Zao Zao brought it to me to eat together.

“Yeah, it’s really delicious, maybe… it’s because I’m eating it with the right people, so it tastes extra delicious.

"Now that I think about it, I kind of miss it..."

After Wen Muchi finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa on the other side of Wen Shiqi and picked up a pair of chopsticks.

He picked up a piece of stinky tofu and put it into his mouth.

He even "tasted" it in a serious manner, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Xiu:

“It tastes just like I remember.”

Ming Xiu: “…”

Do you guys in the Wen family know that you are such a teasing person?

Wen Shiqi: "..."

Since you love tea so much, why don't you become a tea master?

Suddenly I felt a little regretful that I forgot to choose “no cutlery” when ordering takeout.

This way, there won’t be a few extra pairs of disposable chopsticks…

As it happens, there were two extra pairs.

If Wen Shiqi didn't know it himself, he would never have thought that Wen Muchi would come.

She almost suspected that this was something she had arranged herself.

She quietly pushed aside the stinky tofu and picked up the roasted eggplant beside her...

Wen Muchi glanced at Ming Xiu.

Coincidentally, Mingxiu also looked in his direction.

The two men's eyes flickered in the air for a moment before they turned away at the same time:

"Early..."

"Qi Qi..."

Wen Shiqi slammed the chopsticks in his hand onto the coffee table:

"Snapped--!"

He glanced coldly at the two men:

"Shut up!"

The two men suddenly became as quiet as chickens.

Wen Shiqi ignored the two of them and finished his dinner in silence.

Then he picked up the tissue beside him, wiped his mouth, and looked at Wen Muchi.

When Wen Muchi saw that she looked at him first, his eyes immediately lit up.

Then, he heard Wen Shiqi say coldly:

"How did you come?"

She expected Mingxiu to come.

But she didn't expect that Wen Muchi would come too.

What a coincidence.

The smile that had just appeared on Wen Muchi's face suddenly froze.

"puff."

Ming Xiu couldn't help but chuckle.

He clenched his fist to cover his lips and looked at Wen Muchi provocatively:

"If you don't have anything else, why don't you leave first?"

Wen Muchi touched the cuff on his wrist and said slowly:

"That's nothing for Mr. Lao Ming to worry about."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Shiqi and handed the box he had just brought to Wen Shiqi:

"this is for you."

Wen Shiqi looked at him in confusion: "What is that?"

She didn't think that Wen Muchi would come over so late at night just to give her a "gift".

"This is what grandpa asked me to pass on to you.

“He specifically told me to give it to you after we return to the imperial capital.

"When we parted just now, I was in such a hurry that I forgot about it. I was worried that you would be anxious to see it, so I specially sent it to you."

Wen Muchi said.

He said this without any intention of deliberately provoking Ming Xiu.

He really hoped that Wen Shiqi could see the things that Mr. Ye gave her as soon as possible, so he sent them over specially.

Of course, he did not deny that he was a little selfish.

No matter how anxious he is, he can always give the things to Wen Shiqi tomorrow.

Or, he could wait until Wen Shiqi goes to the company tomorrow and then give it to her.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to spend more time with Wen Shiqi.

However, now he is very grateful for his "selfishness".

If he hadn't come here late at night out of selfish motives, he wouldn't have known that Ming Xiu had come! And met Wen Shiqi! And even touched her!

He didn't want to think about it at all. If he hadn't come tonight...

What will the two do next...

Just thinking about this, Wen Muchi could hardly control his emotions, the veins on the back of his hand bulged! It looked like an exposed blue dragon!

Wen Shiqi's expression, which had just looked unpleasant, was slightly stunned after hearing Wen Muchi's words.

Did grandpa give it to her?

But, if Grandpa had something for her, why didn’t he just give it to her?

Should I give it to her through Wen Muchi?

She did not forget that during these few days in the villa, her grandfather almost wrote the words "I don't like you" on his face towards Wen Muchi.

Wen Shiqi took the box with doubts in his heart.

The result is a pull.

Ok?

Not moving?

Wen Shiqi added some strength and pulled again.

Still no twitching?

She looked at Wen Muchi in confusion, and saw that Wen Muchi's face was gloomy and his hands were tightly holding the paper box.

The originally hard cardboard box was actually dented by his pinch.

"Wen Muchi? What are you doing?"

Didn't she say that it was something her grandma gave to her?

Why don't you want to give it to her now?

Wen Muchi was startled for a moment, then came to his senses and quickly let go:

"Feel sorry."

Wen Shiqi took the box and opened it.

When I saw what was inside, I was shocked:

"Album?"

Yes, inside the box lies a thick photo album.

Wen Muchi was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the thing that Mr. Ye asked him to pass on would be a photo album.

But then I realized...

Presumably, Mr. Ye also knew that Wen Shiqi wanted to know what his mother looked like.

I also guessed that Wen Shiqi would not take the initiative to mention Aunt Ye in front of him for fear of irritating him emotionally.

Before they parted, she quietly handed the photo album to him and asked him to pass it on.

Wen Shiqi also quickly figured out the key to this, and couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes...