Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

He raised his head slowly: "Do you think I'm full?"

"Yes," Shen Nuo said quietly, "It's beautiful and delicious."

The man paused slightly, then raised his eyebrows slightly, half-smiling: "Do you want me to feed you, Nuo'er?"

Shen Nuo: "..." She was 100% sure that this was a colorful sentence, and it was still nakedly yellow.

She thought she was no match for him, so she resigned herself to defeat. She picked up a piece of celery and put it into her mouth expressionlessly: "Eat!"

The man chuckled, causing the woman's ears to turn slightly red.

After eating, the two began to work.

Qin Siyu's work efficiency was unusually high. With his help, Shen Nuo actually completed three days' worth of work before eight o'clock.

She looked at the man with bright eyes, as if looking at a piece of sweet cake, and she wished she could immediately drag him into her territory and let him be used by her.

Her eyes were scorching, and the corners of Qin Siyu's lips curled up. It was obviously very helpful, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he arranged the documents and stretched out his hand towards her: "Let's go home."

Shen Nuo was very obedient and put her hand into the man's palm and let him lead her away.

But when leaving, Shen Nuo saw that the office of the human resources and administrative director was still brightly lit, and she was stunned for a moment.

"Wait." She stopped and her eyes fell on the bright office.

Qin Siyu followed her gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Nuo didn't speak, but took her hand out of his and walked towards the office.

She was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was unlocked and there was an ambiguous sound coming from inside.

"Let me go, uh-"

The ambiguous sound of water sounded, and Shen Nuo's pupils shrank suddenly. Just as he was about to push the door open, a big hand wrapped around her waist.

Shen Nuo turned around suddenly and saw the man shaking his head slightly.

At this moment, the voice inside stopped, followed by a deep magnetic male voice.

"Ning Ning," the man said in a low voice, "don't you want to take care of the child? Huh?"

child? !

Shen Nuo was completely stunned. Is Ning Su married?

Qin Siyu took advantage of her dazed moment to pull her away, so Shen Nuo did not hear the woman behind her reply.

"Yan Zhenyao!" The woman's voice was extremely cold: "Why don't you die!"

Unexpectedly, the youngest president in the history of China—Yan Zhenyao!

When the man heard the woman's hurtful words, instead of being annoyed, he laughed softly.

He said: "I won't go."

A hand with sharp bones touched the woman's cold face: "You are not dead yet, how can I be willing to die? Didn't we agree on it when we got married? We will live in the same quilt, and we will die in the same hole. Ning Ning, you know that I I won’t leave you behind, huh?”

The gentle voice is like the wind, but in a woman's ears it sounds like the whisper of a devil.

She looked at the man's handsome and elegant face, and uttered two words from her red lips: "Crazy!"

"Haha..." The man chuckled, his hand gently across her fair cheek, and then fell on her neck, holding it with his hand.

He lowered his head, their foreheads touching each other, their hawk-like gazes sharp and unstoppable, as if they were going to rush directly into the depths of her heart and turn it upside down.

"I have gone crazy a long time ago," he opened his thin lips slightly, his eyes paranoid and nostalgic, "I was driven crazy by you."

The breeze blew through the papers scattered on the table, and the rustling sound was particularly prominent in the silent night.

It was dark outside the window and the lights inside were bright, but Suning felt that the last light in her world had gone out.

-

Shen Nuo didn't recover for a long time after being pulled out of the office building by Qin Siyu. When she was about to get in the car, she raised her head and glanced at the still brightly lit room in the office building, looking a little dazed.

The man whispered in her ear: "Let's go."

Shen Nuo turned to look at him: "Do you know something?"

The man was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to rub her hair: "The matters between them can only be resolved by themselves. No'er, she wants to hide it from you, which means she doesn't want you to get involved. If you really If you want to know, it’s better to rush in and crash it now, that would be embarrassing.”

It's not that Shen Nuo doesn't understand this truth, otherwise he wouldn't have been pulled out of the office building by him just now without resisting, but...

"What if she was forced?"

"Nuo'er," he paused and lowered his long eyelashes: "If the two people inside were you and me, would you want to be rushed in and stopped by Xia Qing or Tong Rumeng on such an occasion?"

she won't...

Shen Nuo didn't say anything more and bent down into the back seat.

Qin Siyu raised his head and glanced in the direction she was looking just now, his eyes darkened.

Maybe she was thinking of herself.

On the way back, neither of them were in a high mood. Zhang Ma looked worried, fearing that the two of them would go back to their old days.

"Mama Zhang," the man said, "heat up two glasses of milk."

They can also drink milk with each other, so it seems that the situation is not that bad.

Zhang Ma breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Master."

When the milk was brought up, Shen Nuo glanced at it and said in a calm voice, "You are quite conscious tonight."

The man said nothing and handed the milk to her.

Shen Shen refused, reached out to take it, and took a sip.

"I'm in a bad mood." She said honestly. She looked very languid, particularly lack of energy, and her mood was visibly depressed.

"I know," the man hugged her: "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?" She looked down at the milk and gently rubbed the milk cup with her fingertips: "It's none of your business."

"Well, it's none of my business," he raised his hand and pressed her head to his chest, saying in a low voice, "I love you."

He would never pursue the past to admit his mistake, nor would he verbally confess to her over and over again, because the mistake had been deeply ingrained in his bone marrow and would never be forgotten.

The past cannot be changed, the future is still too far away, and gorgeous promises are like mirrors, shattered at the touch of a finger.

All he can have is now.

He understood what she said.

She also understood what he said.

Shen Nuo's eyes were slightly red, and tears kept rolling, but they never fell.

She raised her hands and grasped the clothes on his chest: "Qin Siyu."

The man responded: "Huh?"

"You're really... annoying."

The man laughed softly, and gently stroked her shiny black hair with his knuckled hands: "Yeah."

Shen Nuo pursed her lips, took a deep breath, let go of the hand holding his clothes, sat upright from his arms, raised the milk cup and drank the milk clean.

After drinking, she put down the empty milk glass, turned around and walked towards the bathroom without hesitation.

"I took a shower."

"Noel!"

The man was leaning lazily on the sofa, his cold temperament adding a touch of lazy evil.

He curled his lips: "Do you need a scrub service?"

Shen Nuo: "......"