"You know that the incident was not entirely led by me. You also know that I was under the influence of drugs and my mental state was not very good. You also know that Ji Mengran was behind it. You know everything!" Ji Nuan didn't do anything because of it. How stimulated by his words, he stared into his dark eyes seriously and said firmly: "In addition to divorcing you, I have done some unreasonable things that really made you very unhappy." Except for the angry things, I have never done anything harmful or against my principles. There is no reason for me to be rejected by you like this! No matter before or now, I am your wife! Mo Jingshen! I will not agree to divorce. !”
She kept standing in front of the door without any intention of getting out of the way. Mo Jingshen looked at her silently for a moment and did not waste any more time standing here with her. He turned around and threw his suit jacket back on the sofa. The rain was still falling outside the window. The pattering of rain accentuated the silence here.
"There is no do-over in life. Everything that has happened in the past ten months can just be regarded as a dream. It is better for us to return to the original starting point." He had no intention of quarreling with her, but he also had no intention of telling her. Too much nonsense.
"How could it be a dream? The man I love is right in front of me. If you have an injury, it will hurt. If I pinch myself, it will hurt. You are here. You are not a dream, and neither am I." Ji Nuan looked at it His cold and determined back: "You are you, my husband! The one I love!"
"You'd better agree to the divorce. If you're afraid that the Ji family will go bankrupt and that your studio won't be able to afford your unknown life, I can transfer half of Mo's shares to your name, even if..." He paused. After a pause: "Mo Jingshen in the past ten months is the last gift he gave you."
He said these words with his back to her. Ji Nuan could not see his expression, but could only hear the indifference and unfeeling in his tone.
Mo Jingshen in the previous ten months.
Look how clean he is.
He said it as if this person was not himself.
It's so heartbreaking, really.
Ji Nuan raised her fingers and gently wiped the corners of her eyes. She couldn't tell whether she was angry or sad.
She cheered up and said: "I will definitely not divorce. It's already this time, and I don't want to talk about this topic all the time. I'm hungry. You haven't eaten since you came from the company, right? Let's eat?" "
"You can eat it yourself, I'm not hungry."
"How can you not be hungry? You always forget to eat and sleep when you are busy in the company. You can't avoid even having a meal just because I am here? I just bought some ingredients and fruits in the small supermarket downstairs. Anyway, there are so many things outside It’s also raining and we can’t go out. How about we make something simple to eat at home?”
The man unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, still facing away from her, without even looking at her: "It's up to you."
After saying that, he went directly to the study.
Seeing him close the study door, Ji Nuan pursed her lips and stood in the living room looking at the door.
She bought all kinds of ingredients here, maybe subconsciously she thought Mo Jingshen would cook them for her.
But now it seems that if you want him to cook for you again, you can only do it in a dream.
How could she be so whimsical as to think that he would roll up his sleeves and enter the kitchen? It is estimated that the blow that life has given her is not enough to make her face the cruel reality, and she still has fantasies.
But fortunately, he didn't leave and didn't really leave her here alone.
Be content.
Ji Nuan comforted herself, and then went into the kitchen alone, washed her hands, washed vegetables, washed and prepared for cooking.
She wouldn't starve to death if she couldn't eat dinner cooked by Mo Jingshen himself. Although her cooking skills were far inferior to his, she could still eat. When she was in Cambodia, those XI bases All the little brothers ate deliciously.
Not long after, Ji Nuan cooked two bowls of noodles. After all, it was already late, and it was a waste of time to make other meals, so cooking noodles was the fastest.
After cooking, she arranged the onion, coriander, eggs and other condiments on one of the bowls into a cute heart shape, then took the love bowl to the study room, knocked it twice and walked in.
Mo Jingshen was looking at the company documents. Ji Nuan did not disturb him. He walked over and put the bowl some twenty centimeters away from his hand. Then he looked at his calm side face while he was busy working and whispered: " I cooked some noodles, you eat some."
The man didn't respond, but she knew he heard her.
She didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out, closing the study door slowly with her hands and feet.
If you don't have anyone to accompany you, you'll have to eat alone at worst.
Ji Nuan quickly finished his bowl of noodles, then took the initiative to clean up the kitchen and refrigerator, cut some fruit to eat, then cut the other half of the fruit and put it on another plate, planning to wait for Mo Depth of field gave him something to eat after he came out. After all, it was inconvenient to go in and disturb him now.
After taking a bath, Ji Nuan went to find another book to read. The man never came out of the study, so she read quietly on the sofa in the living room.
It seems that such a peaceful life once existed, in Olan International, in Yuyuan, in T City, not long ago.
A lifetime, two people, three meals, four seasons.
In fact, this simplest and most ordinary life is the greatest happiness.
It's getting late, and the rain outside has stopped. It doesn't rain much in spring, but tonight's rain can be regarded as cooperating with the warm season. It keeps raining when needed, and it also becomes quiet in the dead of night. No matter how noisy it is, it will give people a headache.
It was already past twelve o'clock at night, and all the big lights in the living room were turned off. There was only a floor lamp next to the sofa. A light streamed from the top of her head to her body. Ji Nuan turned another page of the book in her hand, and then in a blink of an eye Look towards the study door.
The dinner was delivered after eight o'clock. If she went in to get the bowl at this time, it should be considered reasonable and not an interruption, right
She put down the book, got up on the sofa, walked to the study door and leaned against the door to listen to what was going on inside.
I don't know if Mo Jingshen has finished his work and is resting in the study, or if he is still busy.
There was no bed in Oran International's study, only a couch. Could it be that he planned to sleep in the study just because she was here
Olan International doesn't have only one bedroom, so he shouldn't need to wrong himself so much.
Ji Nuan gently opened the door and saw that the lights in the study were still on. The man who had been looking at company documents before was still reading information in front of the computer. He ignored the movement of the study door being pushed open by her again.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Ji Nuan asked softly.
Knowing that he would not pay attention to her, Ji Nuan did not wait for his answer. She glanced at the table at his hand and found that he had not eaten the bowl of noodles she had brought in a few hours ago.
Even the heart-shaped condiments she specially placed on top have not changed at all.