After being divorced, I pried the corner of my ex-husband

The four of them had already entered the private room while chatting and laughing. No matter how confused Xia Bing was, there was no way to get more information here.

Xia Hongyi was the last to enter the door. He stepped forward and took a look at the rear. His eyes fell on the corner of the car in the auto beauty shop, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.

Xia Bing didn't intend to entangle too much, as it happened, the car had just been washed.The waiter handed over a list of beauty charges and asked him what else to do.Xia Bing flipped through the phone: "I suddenly have something to do. Let's do it first."

After paying the car wash fee, he was suddenly a little confused, not knowing where to go while driving.

After thinking about it, he still drove back to the Xia's mansion, parked the car at the gate, and went straight in.

Xia Hongyi was not there, and neither was Wen Huiru, so the house seemed deserted.No one stopped Xia Bing along the way, he entered the living room, Lao Tan rushed out to greet him: "The young master is here? Didn't it mean that you will come home tomorrow?"

Xia Bing looked up at him: "Why, can't I come back?"

"Of course not." Lao Tan explained with a smile on his face. "Master has dinner tonight, and I don't know when he will be able to go home."

"Hmm. He meant to go out to eat with Uncle Xie." He touched the coffee table, got up from the sofa, walked around the living room, and walked straight to the kitchen. "Hey, I'm hungry. Is there any snack at home?"

Although Xia Hongyi was not at home, it happened to be dinner time at this time.

There is a small dining table behind the kitchen, where the servants usually eat.

Xia Bing came here smelling the aroma of the food, and met the maid, Agui, who was taking the soup.

"Put a bowl for the young master too. Steam some sweet-scented osmanthus cake with coconut milk," Lao Tan followed Xia Bing to the kitchen and ordered the maid.

Xia Bing's gaze stayed on the small dining table behind the kitchen.It was covered with an exquisite striped tablecloth, European-style gilded enamel-style small roses, and lace, hanging down along the edge of the table.His breathing paused for a few seconds, followed by a few beats of his heart.That tablecloth...is clearly similar to Peng Rui'an's Moments posting pictures!

Wen Huiru didn't like these gaudy collocations the least, and wished that there were clean and straight lines in the house.Besides, she's not at home right now!How could Xia Hongyi, an old man, pay attention to these things?If the maids such as Agui and Alu were not instructed by the master, they would not work hard on such details that need to waste money.

Someone else lives in the house.As a hostess.

Xia Bing turned his head and looked at Lao Tan, trying to find out some ambiguity or concealment from his expression.

But he still had the same expression, and there was no change at all.

Xia Bing let out a breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, trying to control his anger.

"I don't want coconut cakes. Do you have any more matcha cakes?" he said.

"Oh! Yes. Ah Gui, steam some matcha cakes for the young master." Old Tan continued to order Ah Gui without changing his face.

Xia Bing scratched his head: "Oh...it's a bit bitter to eat matcha cakes alone. It would be great if there were red bean rolls." He said it casually, but in fact, the red bean rolls were posted by Peng Rui'an in the circle of friends. Room temperature dim sum.

Ah Gui just took out the matcha cake from the freezer. Hearing what Xia Bing said, she subconsciously opened the freezer and took out a small box of snacks in a transparent crisper. "Yes, there are, but this one is old..."

"Oh, it's been several days, and it's probably expired. It's better not to give it to the young master!" Old Tan took the fresh-keeping box in Agui's hand. "There are still bean paste spring rolls, fry some for the young master."

Agui nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right. I'll blow it up right away."

Lao Tan casually threw the box of snacks into the corner of the kitchen, then pushed Xia Bing back to the living room.

"Master, there is oily smoke here. Let's not stay here anymore, but go back to the living room. I'll make you tea right now."

He thought he was moving quickly, and no one would care what the box of snacks was.But Xia Bing still saw it.

The snacks in the box were all posted by Peng Rui'an in Moments.

The knife-cut style, the baked texture, the egg wash on the outer layer, the sesame seeds dotted, and the bean paste exposed from the knife-cut process.

If a single tablecloth is a coincidence, or a single type of dim sum is also a coincidence; then the tablecloth plus all the styles of dim sum, put together, it is a solid hammer!

All of a sudden, the blood rushed to his forehead.

Where does he have any appetite?He went back to the living room and sat on the sofa to relax for a while before finally regaining some energy.The air here, every inch of the objects here made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.He stood up in a trance, mechanically started the car and left like a walking dead.

"Master, are you leaving now? Haven't eaten yet—!" Lao Tan chased after him and shouted.

But Xia Bing couldn't hear his voice at all.

Why, why is this happening? !

Why are some men able to turn their faces as soon as they say they turn their faces, and once they turn their faces, they are so unfeeling that people can't even recognize them? !

He was dizzy with anger, and even drove faster and faster.

The phone in his pocket jingled, which was Li Guanying's exclusive ringtone.

He was in a trance, not expecting to answer at all.

After a while, his mobile phone rang again, it was a beautiful sound, it sounded quite pleasant, it was the ringtone he set for his relatives and friends.

He pressed the power off button of the phone hard, and after a special effect, the screen of his phone went black.

Tonight will be another sleepless night.

Maybe only getting drunk can relieve thousands of worries.

He never mentioned it to Li Guanying, let alone Zhao Yizhen, that he had suffered from insomnia for a long time, and when he finally fell asleep, he was awakened by the nightmare again.

How could he expect love right now?Family and friendship are either life-saving or the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

But all of this is about to crumble and collapse completely.

He didn't know which bar he stopped in front of, the deafening music, and the ambiguous and gorgeous lights... The ice cubes in the fine wine in the glass can all reflect a magical and beautiful brilliance.

One cup of spicy, one cup of sweet, one cup of slightly sour, one cup after another, the scorching heat burns from the stomach to the face.

His body is like a puppet being manipulated, swaying on the dance floor to the rhythm of the dance music.

A hand wrapped around his waist along his back. "Handsome, you drank a little too much!"

"Hmph." Xia Bing sneered and shook off that person's touch. "Nonsense. It's still early."

"What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?" The man was not annoyed, and twisted and entangled again. "Why? Would you like me to drink a few more drinks with you?"

"Okay," Xia Bingzui responded with a smile, raised his face to meet the person in front of him, but it seemed that he couldn't see his face clearly.