Newly married wrong love, blaming ex-wife

Chapter 103

At this time, Mu Tianen also felt the pain, but he only frowned slightly.

Ling Ze probably wasn't waiting for Mu Tianen's answer, but he didn't know what he asked Mu Tianen to answer.

"Say, what do you want?"

Ling Ze hugged himself and his arms, just wanting to know, what is this woman thinking, is she not wanting to swim, or is she trying to get something out of her wildest imagination?
"Why do you ask that?"

Mu Tianen didn't know what illusion he had given Ling Ze.

Let him think she has some purpose, or some kind of plan for him?
"Why, you know for yourself?" Ling Ze stretched out his fingers and knocked on the bowl.

"Did you say it?"

If Mu Tianen lowers his head again, eating his own noodles, it's not for you.

"Ling Ze..."

"My sister likes to eat my cooked noodles, so I will cook some for her."

Ling Ze "..."

Therefore, the honesty of an honest person also depends on the occasion. Like Mu Tianen's honesty that can kill people, ordinary people really don't want to learn it. It's better for her to make an excuse or admit it than she tells the truth.

In fact, Ling Ze's heart has softened a little now, but because of her words, Ling Ze's already relaxed expression finally cracked again.

Ling Ze raised his head, also looking at the photo behind him, where Mu Tianqing's photos can be seen everywhere.

It's like she is watching everything about them at this moment.

"Mu Tianen, you should go swimming in the sea."

Ling Ze's cold voice came over.

Mu Tianen paused slightly while eating noodles, and his stomach began to turn upwards.

And she was still eating the noodles bit by bit.

"Anyway, I'm going to vomit for a while, what else do I want to eat?"

Ling Ze stood aside, as if watching some joke, "What's the difference between eating and not eating?"

"I'm not throwing up now."

Mu Tianen sniffed his nose, also trying to hold back the sourness that came out of his nose from time to time.
Even if she vomits again later, she still has to finish her bowl of noodles.

Ling Ze stared at her fiercely like this, and at that moment, it was almost as if he cut her into pieces.

Mu Tianqing on the photo was still smiling, not sure if he was laughing that Mu Tianen was still alive, or that he couldn't kill anyone.

Suddenly, Ling Ze turned around and left, and then Mu Tianen also heard the slamming sound of the door closing.

"It's not fun to kill."

I don't know where this voice came from.

Yeah, it's no fun getting killed.

He put her by his side, but he was not really about to kill her, he was looking for someone to go to hell with him.

Mu Tianen lowered her head again, and ate the remaining bowl of noodles in small bites until she finished the last sip of soup, and this bowl of noodles finally belonged to her.

It wasn't until now that she realized that what she ate sometimes might not be her own.

She picked up the bowl from the table, took the bowl into the kitchen, and started washing. There was a faint peripheral light in the kitchen, which also illuminated the corners of her eyes.

Then a few broken lights flickered past.

She walked into her room again, and there was Mu Tianqing on the half wall inside.

"Sister, good night."

Mu Tianqing's face was still smiling, it was a very soft and beautiful smile, but for some reason, it seemed that even with this kind of smile, it was twisted in the end.

She clutched her satisfied stomach, finally she could laugh this night.

Until she opened her eyes again, what she saw was nothing but Mu Tianjing's face, she just stared at it for a long time, as if she was in a trance, but also remembering.

She sat up and also found her own clothes to put on.

The few hairs hung gently by her ears, and she stretched out her hand to touch the centipede scar that seemed to never disappear.

Standing in front of the mirror, she was stroking her bald head. The hair she cherished the most before had long since disappeared, and the scabs on her scalp were forming layer by layer. It was really disgusting, and she only knew it now. Why are those people laughing at her hair.

If it's her, she also wants to laugh.

Sleepy because it's really ugly.

She took out the scissors and cut off the rest of her hair with her own hands, so that no one could pull her hair, and she would not be in pain.

Not long after, a real bald head appeared in front of her, she touched it, and that was it.

But now she is not qualified to talk about beauty and ugliness. For a woman who is good at everything and everyone shouts and beats her, no matter how beautiful she is, it is still disgusting, no matter how ugly she is, she is still disgusting.

She came out and took the initiative to fill the bathroom with water. Looking at the water in front of her eyes, her stomach was churning again. She knew that she didn't have to eat anything for the day.

There is a saying that Ling Ze is right, you don’t need to eat, no matter how much you eat, you will treat it as nothing, and what you eat in your stomach will not be yours, and you will spit it out anyway, so why do you still have to eat it? ?

At this time, Ling Ze just fell asleep. He covered his stomach with one hand. He was okay when he fell asleep, but now he felt a little uncomfortable. Who would have expected that the majestic Lingyang Group's President Ling would be undefeated by others. On him, but he was defeated by himself.

He covered his stomach with one hand, and also hissed in pain.

He is familiar with this feeling, and naturally knows how to deal with it.

In fact, there is no need to say anything, as long as you give him a bowl of old hen soup, he will be fine, but now who can cook him old hen soup, even if he wants to find a nanny now, it is impossible to suddenly appear.

It is said that Ling Yuan is difficult to serve, but who knows, in fact, the most difficult to serve in the Ling family is not Ling Yuan, but Ling Ze, who cannot buy what he likes, and the things he makes are not what he can eat .

Even if he doesn't pick his own, his stomach will.

But there are very few things that can make his stomach not picky.

So whenever he goes on a business trip or returns to his home, the most difficult thing for Ling Ze is nothing but his delicate stomach.

As for asking him why he doesn't do it by himself, isn't he well-fed and well-fed by doing it himself? But can he? Either throwing plates or bowls, or burning the kitchen, and some people shouldn't be together, such as Mu Tianen and Ling Ze.

Just because of these 17 years of obsession, what I got in exchange was such a tit-for-tat confrontation.

It can be said that either you die or I die.

Ling Ze came out, thinking to himself, You Tianen can cook noodles, and it's not unpalatable, he should be able to cook porridge, what's so good about this porridge, is to throw a handful of rice into the water, let the fire He burned it by himself, it wouldn't be ready soon, but when he came out, there was no one in the living room, only two walls, and Mu Tianqing was everywhere.

(End of this chapter)