Eight Fresh Soup

Chapter 2 Two months later (1)
Two months later, when Moran returned from visiting relatives, something unexpected happened when he got off the plane.

"Where did your hair go!" Liang Yongsheng shouted at her angrily.

"How could it be you?!" Moran covered her chest with her hands, and looked at him in a suit and leather shoes in disbelief. She remembered that she clearly notified her old friend Liao Yongli on the phone last night to pick him up. lost him?Liang Yongsheng!The ex-husband who divorced her more than two months ago because of empathy?

What a ghost!The good mood when I got off the plane disappeared without a trace.

"Where did your hair go? Where is my favorite beautiful long hair? Why did you cut such a broken hair!" Liang Yongsheng was still there and asked her in a serious manner.

Before returning from France, she went to the most fashionable barber shop in Paris to cut a mushroom-shaped short hair, which is popular nowadays. The barber and she thought it was very beautiful, but she was attacked by Chinese people when she got off the plane. Think about it. people.

"What does my hair have to do with you?! What you should care about is Gao Jie's hair!" Gao Jie is Liang Yongsheng's new wife. Two weeks after their divorce, Liang Yongsheng married Gao Jie.After saying this, Moran gave him a hard look, and left with his luggage.

"Where are you going!" He followed behind her and snatched the bag from her hand.

"Of course it's to stop the taxi!" she said.

"Okay, I'm here to pick you up today, don't let me run empty. And I know that every time you come back from France, you have a lot of luggage, and you need me as a driver and porter. Don't make trouble." He walked up to her Beside, watching him, said softly.

"Is my hair really ugly?" she asked, turning her head away.

"Actually, you are very beautiful. You look like an 18-year-old girl, but I still like the original you." He smiled and wanted to reach out to touch her hair, but she nimbly moved away.

"Since you want to be a coachman, hurry up." She said indifferently, thinking that she should make good use of your free labor.

Twenty or ten minutes later, with the help of a small worker, Liang Yongsheng finally loaded all of Moran's luggage onto his Mercedes, and even the back seat was packed.

"Wow, so many things, did you bring me a gift?" He asked after getting into the car.

It's really shameless, the gift for you should be two slaps in the face, Moran thought.

Seeing that she was silent, he reached out and touched her.

"What are you doing?" She turned her head and gave him a blank look. "Hurry up and take me home. I'm tired."

"You, uh..." Liang Yongsheng hesitated and asked, "What did your father say?"

Moran’s father, Mo TCM, opened a Chinese medicine clinic in France. After her marriage failed this time, Moran went to France to relax at the call of her parents. She had already adjusted her mood quite well and was going to start again after returning home, but she never expected to get off the plane. Just met Liang Yongsheng, really frustrated.

"I didn't say anything, tell me not to hate you." She leaned on the glass window and looked out.

"My father-in-law is really open-minded." He laughed.

"He told me to save my energy and find the right one," she said.

He glanced back at her.

"Aren't I the one for you?" he asked in a low voice.

"You're in the past tense, and you're in the past perfect tense." She didn't even look at him, and said sternly, "I, already, divorced you."

For some reason, she still felt a little sad after saying this.

He stopped talking.

She glanced at him, just like in the past, his face was handsome, he was cleanly dressed, and there was a pleasant smell of cologne on his body, she couldn't help but sighed in her heart, my lovely and capable husband, how much I used to be I like you, if it was in the past, we would have parked the car somewhere first and kissed before we set off.But now, you are the person I hate the most.I just want to kick you a few times, but unfortunately I am against violence, alas!
"Why didn't Liao Yongli come?" she asked.

Liao Yongli is a mutual friend of her and Liang Yongsheng, and he runs two high-end western steak restaurants.

"He has something to do." He said vaguely, and then asked, "How about I treat you to dessert later?"

"No." She shook her head, "I'd rather go home and get food by myself."

"Then take me with you, honey, I haven't had lunch yet," he said in a pathetic tone.

It's almost 3 o'clock, why haven't you had lunch yet?Are you that busy at work?Moran thought.

"It's none of my business if you starve to death! Just be a coachman." She said viciously.

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Then what are you going to eat?"

Speaking of food, her mood improved immediately.

"I want to eat noodles. I've been thinking about eating this all day in France." She sighed, forgetting for a moment that she was talking to her betrayed ex-husband, "Hey! Do you remember? I used to roll noodles for you I have made Shanxi noodles!"

"Yeah, do it again for me sometime," he said.

She gave a cold "hum" and turned her head away.

He was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Molan, do you miss me?"

She pretended not to hear.

"Molan, do you miss me?" he asked again.

She remains deaf.

"Do you miss me?" He stopped the car suddenly and looked back at her.

She said nothing.

"Why don't you talk?" he asked softly.

Why is he asking this question!why!
"Please keep driving." She replied with difficulty.

"Do you miss me? Moran, answer me, okay?" He begged, his body smelling of elegant perfume slowly leaning towards her.

Oops!I'm going to cry, Moran thought.She closed her eyes and leaned against the car window to suppress her sadness. Yes, she really missed him. In France, she cried countless times because she missed his tenderness and funny jokes.Now she really hates Liao Yongli, why do you happen to have something at home?What is it that made you break your promise and throw me to the person I least want to see?
"Molan..." He was already glued to her in the blink of an eye, pleading softly in his usual greasy tone, "Look at me, Moran, look at me, Moran..."

He wanted to turn her face around, but she knocked off his hand with a snap.She originally wanted to slap him, but for some reason, she hit the wrong place and lost three points of strength.She hates herself.

"Enough! Liang Yongsheng! I don't have any feelings for you anymore. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to start a new life, and I'm going to date a hundred handsome guys. You stand aside! Don't bother me!" She was angry He yelled at him, "Now, you either drive me home quickly, or let me get out of the car!"

He stared at her for a long time before returning to his seat.

"Okay." He sighed, and then mocked, "A hundred handsome guys?"

"Yes, this is my goal in life." She said firmly, "Enjoy yourself while playing in the world."

"Didn't you say you're looking for the right man?" He asked.

She looked away, refusing to speak to him again.

Gao Jing stared at Liao Yongli indifferently.He doesn't like this person, although Moran once invited him to dinner at the steakhouse opened by Liao Yongli, and the two of them shook hands very politely, but he didn't like this person from the beginning, and he didn't know why .Perhaps it was because of the casual intimacy he showed when he spoke to Moran.He saw them laughing, embracing and gagging without restraint, and his stomach was full of anger.He really couldn't understand how two people who were not lovers could be so affectionate.

"What's the matter with you? Have you eaten any explosives?" He asked indifferently.

"I drank some wine, and I couldn't control myself." Liao Yongli's expression was not good, and a strong smell of alcohol came out of his mouth.

At noon today, because Liao Yongli beat Gao Jing's subordinate in the restaurant, he was directly taken back to the police station by this subordinate.This surprised Gao Jing a bit, because he had only seen Liao Yongli smiling politely, but hadn't seen him being violent.And in his eyes, Liao Yongli is a man with a good temper who is as sweet as eight-treasure rice. It is unbelievable that such a man was arrested for assaulting the police.It is true that there is violence hidden in everyone's heart.

"Why on earth are you beating someone?"

"Gao Jing, I didn't expect him to be a policeman."

"What are you talking about?! Could it be that you can beat the police?" He shouted.

"At noon today, the customer said that there was a cockroach in the mushroom soup, and he wanted to report us to the newspaper office, but I was sure that our soup was clean. I suspected that the person was deliberately finding fault, so I quarreled with him, but the policeman Come up to help him talk, do you think I can not be angry?" Liao Yongli pinched the deep part of his nose, then smiled, "I didn't know he was a policeman, if I knew, I would definitely not be so impulsive."

"It's a beating. You are now charged with assaulting the police. Fortunately, he is my subordinate, and he was not seriously injured."

"I just punched him, one punch! Why are the policemen so delicate? There's no way he was injured." Liao Yongli's eyes were misty, and he seemed to be falling asleep.

"Punching is also assaulting the police."

"How many days will I be detained?" Liao Yongli asked him in a low voice, as if he wanted to bribe him to please him, but he immediately moved away.

"Maybe three days," he said, raising his voice.

Liao Yongli smiled and shook his head.

"I just punched him," he said.

"Three days will pass soon. Tell your family to bring you something." Gao Jing said calmly.

"Okay. I'll call Xiaomei, she can't believe it." Liao Yongli said with a smile, his eyes drooped again soon, Gao Jing felt that Liao Yongli might fall asleep on the ground at any time.

"Take him away." Gao Jing threw the confession record on the table.

The subordinates came up and handcuffed Liao Yongli and took him out.Gao Jing also came to the corridor.

"Be careful in the future and drink less." Gao Jing warned.

"Thank you." Liao Yongli smirked, and spewed alcohol on his face again.

He shook his hand unconsciously to dispel the bad smell.

The two were talking, when suddenly a cheer came from behind them.

"Liao Yongli!" It was Moran's voice.

The two men turned their heads at the same time.

(End of this chapter)