Chuanshu: I want to get divorced every day

It was still early, Song Wang was really sleepy, he had nothing to do, so he simply went back to the room and fell asleep.

After waking up, the ingredients were delivered. Song Wang plunged into the kitchen and started to get busy. It took a little effort for one person to prepare a table of dishes. Considering Ye Linghan's fluffy personality, Song Wang I hope that I have to put some thought into the arrangement and color matching, which is almost comparable to the head chef of a five-star hotel.

"Hiss~" Song Wang lost his head for a while, and when he turned around, he accidentally bumped his wrist against the edge of the steamer without paying attention, and a blood-red mark was immediately scalded.

Luckily no blisters.

Song Wang quickly put down the kitchen knife in his hand, turned on the faucet and rinsed his wrist.

"Master host, are you okay?" 0395 asked with some concern.

Song Wang looked at the wound, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just red." The pain was a little bit painful, but in Song Wang's opinion, a burn of this degree was not a serious problem at all, not even ointment. It needs to be painted.

Speaking of which, the original owner's body seems to be much more delicate than Song Wang's body in the original world, full of collagen, it looks like he is used to being pampered.If it was the original Song Wangtang, he might not even be popular.

A small episode did not hinder Song Wang's cooking progress.

Five minutes before Ye Linghan was about to arrive home, Song Wang took a little time to finish arranging the last dish. He set up a table full of dishes, filled the rice and sat on the edge of the table waiting for the nightclub to come home.

Song Wang rested his chin on the dining table and stared at the dishes in a daze.

Fortunately, he had almost eaten in the kitchen just now, otherwise he can only see what kind of human suffering he can't eat now.

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"Ah~~~~" Song Wang let out a lengthy yawn.

It was two o'clock in the past, and the steaming hot dishes had already cooled down.

From the very beginning, Song Wang still had a little expectation in his heart, wondering if Ye Linghan would be surprised when he came home, but now he has calmed down, even a little impatient.

Thinking of what the housekeeping aunt said in the afternoon, Song Wang had to sigh that the nightclub is really a busy person!

Can't wait for Ye Linghan, and didn't want to move his chopsticks to spoil the plate, Song Wang could only run to the kitchen to look through the leftovers, filled his stomach with rice, and then went back to the table to wait for others.

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Two hours and two hours later, Song Wang's mobile phone was about to run out of battery, and finally there was a sound from the door that Song Wang wanted to hear.

Ye Linghan returned home with a chill in his body. He thought that Song Wang should have gone back to his room to sleep at this time. Unexpectedly, after opening the door, the lights in the living room and dining room on the first floor were on. They should have been in the guest bedroom. Song Wang, who was sleeping, trotted over from the restaurant like a little rabbit, stood at the entrance with bright eyes and asked him, "Yeclub, you are back."

What kind of moth is this going to do.

Ye Linghan's face turned cold all of a sudden, and he said "Mmm" in a neutral way, without even giving Song a straight look.

Fortunately, Song Wang is only focused on the task now, and doesn't care about Ye Linghan's attitude. He still asks with a smile: "Do you want to have dinner at night?"

While talking, he bounced and moved sideways following Ye Linghan's footsteps, really like a little rabbit.

Ye Linghan was a little dazzled by him, and said coldly: "I've already eaten, no need."

"Ah?" The swaying little rabbit froze in place. Song Wang thought Ye Linghan would continue to throw out a "huh" indifferently, but unexpectedly he used six words to reject him indifferently.

The two of them had already moved to the center of the room while they were talking. Ye Linghan wanted to go upstairs to change his clothes and wash his hands. Looking past Song Wang, he could just see the scene of the restaurant: the dining table was full of exquisite dishes, two porcelain bowls filled with white rice The bowls are placed on either side of the table.The dishes are not as good as they were when they were just out of the pan, some are dull and look like they have been left for some time.

Ye Linghan could tell almost instantly that it wasn't the food sent by Aunt Sun. He had already informed Aunt Sun that he had eaten outside today, and it was impossible for her to send so many meals over again.

There are vague traces of use in the kitchen.

Then there is only one answer.

Ye Linghan's eyes fell on the young man in front of him.Since he just said "no need", the originally bright light in Song Wang's eyes suddenly dimmed, like those tarnished dishes on the table, his eyes were lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Linghan suddenly regretted his indifferent attitude just now, but when he thought of the things the young man had done before, Ye Linghan didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

Who knows if this is his new trick.

"You don't have to wait for me from now on." After saying that, Ye Linghan bypassed the young man and went upstairs.

The young man let out an "oh" with his head drooping, as if he was very sad.

In fact, Song Wang was not as glass-hearted as the president thought at all. He lowered his head and was just planning how to find a way to complete this task. What he thought would be an easy task turned out to be so troublesome.

In addition, he still felt a little bit distressed about the table of dishes, which hadn't been touched, and some of them couldn't stay overnight, so they had to be fed to the trash can.

What a waste of a mistake.

Song Wang decided to warm it up for a while, so that he could still eat a little more.

Thinking about what to do with the leftovers, he didn't pay much attention to Ye Linghan, and when he came to his senses, he had already disappeared.

Song Wang pouted: "0359, is there a time limit for this task?"

"It's 0395. My dear host!" 0395 corrected, and then answered the question of the host: "Yes, you have to complete this task within a week, otherwise it will be considered a failure."

Song Wang asked: "If you fail, how many points will be deducted?"

"5 points."

Gee.

Song Wang did the math. After he came to this world, he only completed one task, which was to change rooms, earning 3 points.It's good now, if you deduct 5 points, wouldn't it mean that as long as the task fails, he will be gone immediately?

Ugh……

Life is not easy, the host sighed.

Song Wang originally thought that the task was as simple as changing rooms, but now it seems that it is not at all. The first task is probably just a novice task, in order to avoid his own value being too ugly.

I am afraid that the future tasks will only become more and more difficult.

Thinking of this, Song Wang's heart became more and more bitter, and he was really depressed as if he had been hurt. Ye Linghan glanced coldly at the youth's appearance upstairs, and turned his head back to the room without saying a word.

Unwilling, Song Wang took a cup of warm oat milk and carefully went up to the second floor.

After all, he woke up yesterday in the bedroom on the second floor. Even though his aunt had emphasized to him that it was best not to go to the second floor, Song Wang didn't take it too seriously.

The script didn't seem to say that Ye Linghan hid anything shady on the second floor.Last night, Ling Han let Song Wang sleep upstairs, and it shouldn't be a problem to deliver some milk.

Song Wang was only thinking about how to complete his task: If you can't eat, just send some milk, maybe it can be counted as task completion.

Gritting her teeth, she put the warm milk in the tray and walked up the stairs leading to the second floor.

The door of the bedroom on the second floor was not closed, and Ye Linghan could be seen standing in front of the window and making a phone call.

Not only did Ye Linghan not close the door, but he even opened the windows. The draft "swished" and Song Wang shuddered.

Ye Linghan suddenly asked: "What's wrong?"

"What did you say?" The person on the phone froze for a moment and asked.

"I didn't talk to you." Ye Linghan suddenly turned around and walked towards Song Wang, asking, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Song Wang had never heard such gentle words from Guo Ye Ling Han, and the description of this person in the script was cold and unhuman.Talking in such a low voice, suddenly there is a feeling of whispering between partners.

What's more, Ye Linghan said this to him.

Song Wang was so awkward that goosebumps fell all over the floor: "I, I'm here to deliver a glass of milk."

The actor's professionalism made Song Wang endure the tiredness and said the belly script he had just typed downstairs: "Milk helps you sleep. Drink it, so you can sleep well."

The first sentence has been said, and the second sentence is much easier: "Besides, you have been busy all day, I'm afraid you will be hungry at night. But don't drink too much, you will accumulate food at night."

Ye Linghan pointed to the bedside table and said, "Put it there. Thank you for your hard work."

Song Wang was flattered, Ye Linghan not only patiently listened to what he had to say, but also told him how hard it was for him in a soft voice.It's not that the draft blows people's minds.Song Wang looked at the wide open doors and windows and thought.

Song hoped that the milk would be delivered. He was fine and was about to go out when Ye Linghan suddenly asked, "What's wrong with your wrist?"

Hearing this, Song Wang lowered his head and looked at his wrist: there was a terrible burn on his fair skin, and the bright red color had turned dark after an afternoon of laying aside. Han brought it up again, and Song Wang suddenly felt pain again.

"Did it happen while cooking for me?" Ye Linghan said, deliberately emphasizing the word "for me".

This man said he cared, but his body didn't move at all. He was still standing in front of the window holding the phone, looking at Song Wang coldly.It's as if those words didn't come out of his mouth.

Song Wang looked at his wrist, then at the phone in Ye Linghan's hand, and realized that this person might not be talking to him at all.

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

Song Wangfu went to his heart, and he understood who the person on the other end of the phone was almost instantly.

Lin Fengmian, the legendary grassroots tycoon who doesn't love the female lead but loves the second male lead, started from scratch and will become a big boss in the industry.

Other than Lin Fengmian and Song Wang, there is no other person who can make Ye Linghan react like this.