Ex-husband, why don't you go to heaven?

Chapter 18 Your Wei Liang Came Back to See You

After walking for about 10 minutes, a small two-story western-style building appeared in front of me. In this empty mountain, there was an inexplicable feeling of a haunted house.

At this time, there is no way to care about the haunted house or not, as soon as An Ruobai saw the house, he rushed to it as if he saw his relatives.

Far from being surrounded by weeds, his nerves finally relaxed.

Qiao Weiliang walked over slowly, took the key from his pocket to open the door, and turned on the light, the orange light poured down softly, illuminating the furnishings in the house.

The decoration of the room is very simple, the main color is orange, which gives people a warm feeling, the small sofa and small TV reveal an irresistible warmth.

The house is very clean from top to bottom, even if no one lives there for a long time, someone cleans it from time to time.

Qiao Weiliang opened the shoe cabinet at the door, took out an old-fashioned sandal and handed it to An Ruobo, took another pair for himself, then led him to find a faucet outside the door, rinsed it briefly before returning in the house.

"There is rice in the kitchen. If you want to eat, you can make some porridge yourself." Qiao Weiliang said calmly while standing at the stairs, and then pointed to the downstairs room: "You can sleep here, but you have to cover yourself. Everything is in the closet, there is no internet here, you can watch TV but it’s better not to turn on the sound, because it will disturb my rest.”

An Ruobai: "..."

No internet! !Can't turn on the sound while watching TV! !Can it still make people feel good?

After complaining in his heart, An Ruobo restrained his emotions, and asked as calmly as possible: "I don't know how to cook, sister Weiliang, can you help me cook something to eat?"

After sleeping all the way, he is really hungry now.

"I do not know either."

Qiao Weiliang replied calmly.

"Didn't you cook for Ji Zhen?" An Ruobai asked quickly, Qiao Weiliang's expression didn't change, she just looked at him coldly for a while, then turned and went upstairs.

After opening the door and entering, Qiao Weiliang leaned against the door panel in a daze. After driving for more than ten hours in a row, her body was already very tired, but her head was awake without any sleepiness.

An Ruobai asked her if she had cooked for Ji Zhen, but she hadn't.

Before the age of 17, she did not cook, after the age of 17, she has no time to cook.

She was busy making connections, helping her artists to promote, and making herself indestructible. It seemed that only in this way could life not be too sad.

I took the quilt from the cabinet and put it on, and then buried my body on the soft bed, the nerves that had been tense all the time finally relaxed.

Opening the bedside table and taking out the only family photo inside, Qiao Weiliang was fascinated by the sight. Her fingertips touched the man's loving smile, the corners of her eyes were smiling, her red lips parted slightly, and she sighed, "What a fool."

Knowing that she loves you is not what she loves, and knowing that all the tenderness is covered with filth and filth, but I still can't help being nice to her.

But what's the use?
Now she is still that beautiful and rich wife.

"Dad, your Wei Liang is back to see you."

Qiao Weiliang said as she hugged the photo into her arms, curled up under the blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Qiao Weiliang was woken up by knocking on the door. When she opened the door, An Ruobo stared at a haggard face standing at the door like a ghost: "I'm hungry."

"..."

Twenty minutes later, An Ruobai sat in the lobby of a farmhouse covering her face.

"Didn't you say there is no internet here?"

Qiao Weiliang took a sip of tea, and asked slowly, "Where did you get the confidence to think that what I said must be true?"

An Ruobai: "..."

Actually... still confident!

(End of this chapter)