The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 393 What a Husband Should Do (3)
I went out early and just avoided the morning rush hour. When the car approached Rujing Garden, I passed a snack street.Rujing Garden is near R University, and there is also the High School Attached to R University next to it. Students who catch up with the morning class line up in front of a steamed stuffed bun shop in groups of three or four.

Meng Zixiao parked the car in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop, and said to Concubine Ye, "Don't move, I'll go down and buy something to eat."

It was already very close to home, of course Concubine Ye would not listen to him, Meng Zixiao got out of the car and she opened the door and left.

There were many people going in and out of the apartment during work and school hours, so she could just grab the key card. Concubine Ye went straight to the elevator, and when she reached the fifth floor, she was shocked to find a few strangers opening the door with tools.

"Hello, Mrs. Meng? Mr. Meng told us to come here first."

Mrs. Meng's sentence sounded unusually harsh now.

Concubine Ye: "...No."

A lockpicker with naturally curly hair looked up at her suspiciously.Concubine Ye still had to enter the door, she nodded after thinking about it, "Yes, I'm sorry to bother you."

Wrong!

She leaned against the guardrail of the corridor and waited. The professional team was not so efficient. Concubine Ye waited at the door for 2 minutes before the door opened.

"thank you all."

"You're welcome, you should." The curly-haired lockpicker said with a smile: "But this lock is broken, I'm afraid I have to change it."

Concubine Ye nodded.

Meng Zixiao was coming here with a bun at the moment. His suit and leather shoes were elegant, and he looked like a gentleman who turned all sentient beings upside down, but it didn't go well with the bun soy milk in his hand. After hearing this, he said lightly: "Change to something safer. son."

Several lockpicking masters said "yes" again and again.

Concubine Ye took the lead into the living room when she saw him coming, and went to the window to sort out the materials on the workbench that she needed to bring to work later.

Meng Zixiao put the food on the coffee table, and said flatly, "That's all downstairs, eat some first."

Concubine Ye just cleaned up and ignored him. Meng Zixiao shrugged and didn't care. He didn't sit down, but walked to the bathroom and asked, "Do you have a new toothbrush? I didn't even wash my face. "

Concubine Ye directly regarded him as air.

Meng Zixiao stopped and put his arms around his arms, looked at her leisurely, and opened his lips lightly: "Using yours?"

"In the cupboard next to the sink."

When Meng Zixiao heard this, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently.

When he came out refreshed, Concubine Ye was sipping buns with a packing box.

He walked to the sofa next to her and sat down, jokingly said: "Hey, white-eyed wolf, this is it? I bought it, so you don't plan to share it with me?"

"Didn't you buy it for me?"

She was wearing clothes from a few years ago, like a student, and now the two were bickering back and forth, Meng Zixiao almost thought for a moment that they had returned to the most harmonious relationship between the two of them - the simple but deep relationship between uncle and nephew.At that time Concubine Ye pestered him every day, although it was annoying at times, but Meng Zixiao knew that he also enjoyed it.

But suddenly one day, everyone around them made fun of them, and he was annoyed to refute and explain over and over again.Later, the little girl also said that she liked him, and he had to admit that the originally pure and beautiful relationship really went off the rails, and things eventually developed in a direction beyond his control.

However, now, she said that she wanted a complete divorce to end that derailed relationship.Meng Zixiao felt bad again, even worse than when he saw the divorce agreement back then.What would the sheriff have done if he hadn't scratched that obtrusive piece of paper?
At that time, Meng Zixiao was so confused that he didn't have an answer, but now, it seems... he has.

(End of this chapter)