Chapter 375: Look How Clean He Has Left Himself, as if This Person Is Not Himself

"You know that it wasn't completely dominated by me at the time, you also know that I was affected by drugs and my mental state was not very good, and you know that Ji Mengran is behind the scenes, you know everything!" Ji Nuan did not because No matter how he was stimulated by these words, he stared at his black eyes more seriously, and said firmly: "In addition to having a divorce with you, I have done some unreasonable things that really made you very sad. Apart from being angry, I haven't done anything that hurts nature or violates principles. I have no reason 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 had been standing in front of the door like this, without any intention of letting go, Mo Jingshen looked at her silently for a moment, not wasting time standing here with her, turned around and threw the suit jacket back on the sofa, the rain was still falling outside the window, Pattering, the silence that sets off this place.

"Life doesn't come all over again. You just need to treat everything that happened in the past ten months as a dream. It's better for us to return to the original point." He didn't want to quarrel with her, but he didn't want to tell her. too much crap.

"How could it be a dream? The man I love is right in front of me. If you hurt, 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 His cold and decisive back: "You are you, my husband! The person I love!"

"You'd better agree to the divorce. If you are afraid that Ji's family will go bankrupt and that your studio will not be able to take on your unknown life, I can transfer half of Mo's shares to your name, even if it is..." He said in his tone After a pause, "Mo Jingshen, the last ten months in the past, gave you the last gift."

He said these words with his back to her, Ji Nuan could not see his expression, but could only hear the indifference and ruthlessness in his tone.

Mo Jingshen of the first ten months.

Look how clean he has left himself.

Said as if the man was not himself.

So sad, really.

Ji Nuan raised her finger and wiped the corner of her eyes lightly, unable to tell whether she was angry or sad.

She cheered up and said, "I definitely won't leave after a divorce. It's already this time, and I don't want to keep talking about this topic. I'm hungry. You haven't eaten since you came from the company, right? Let's eat? "

"You eat by 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 even avoid having a meal because I am here? I just bought some ingredients and fruits in the small supermarket downstairs. It's raining too, can't go out, let's just make some at home to eat?"

The man unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and still turned his back to her, without even looking at her: "As you wish."

When the words fell, he went directly to the study.

Seeing that he closed the door of the study, Ji Nuan stood in the living room with pursed lips and looked at the door.

She bought all kinds of ingredients to come here, maybe subconsciously, she still thought that Mo Jingshen would cook it for her.

But now it seems that if he wants him to cook for himself again, he can only do it in a dream.

How in the world did she just think he was going to roll up his sleeves and go into the kitchen? It is estimated that the blow of life to her is not enough for her to face the cruel reality, and there are still fantasies.

Fortunately, he didn't leave, and didn't really leave her here alone.

To be content.

Ji Nuan comforted herself, and then went into the kitchen alone, washed her hands, washed the vegetables, and prepared to cook.

She won't starve to death if she can't eat the dinner that Mo Jingshen cooks by herself. Although her craftsmanship is a lot worse than his, she can still eat it. When she was in Cambodia, those XI bases The little brothers all eat deliciously.

Not long after, Ji Nuan cooked two bowls of noodles. After all, it was getting late, and it was a waste of time to cook other meals. It was still the fastest to cook noodles.

After cooking, she put the chopped green onion, coriander, eggs and other condiments on one of the bowls into a lovely heart shape,

Then I went to the study with this bowl of love bowl, tapped it twice, and walked in.

Mo Jingshen was looking at the company affairs, Ji Nuan didn't bother him, he walked over and put the bowl twenty centimeters away from his hand, and then looked at his silent profile when he was busy with work, and whispered: " I cooked noodles, you eat some."

The man didn't respond, but she knew he heard.

She didn't say more, turned around and walked out, closing the door of the study with her hands and feet lightly.

No one to accompany, the big deal is to eat alone.

Ji Nuan quickly ate up his bowl of noodles, then took the initiative to clean up the kitchen, clean the refrigerator, and cut some fruit to eat, and then cut the other half of the fruit and put it on another plate, planning to wait for the ink. After the depth of field came out, I gave him food. 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 quietly read on the sofa in the living room.

It seems that such a quiet and peaceful life once existed, in Oran International, in Yuyuan, in T City, not long ago.

A lifetime, two people, three meals, four seasons.

In fact, this most simple and ordinary life is the greatest happiness.

It was getting late, and the rain stopped outside. There was not much rain in the spring, but tonight the rain is also in line with the warm season. It has been raining when needed, and it is quiet in the dead of night. Noisy people have a headache.

It was already twelve o'clock in the night, and the headlights in the living room were all turned off. There was only a floor lamp beside the sofa. A light poured down from the top of her head. Ji Nuan turned the book in her hand again, and then blinked. Look at the study door.

The dinner that was delivered after eight o'clock, if she went in to get a bowl at this time, it should be considered very reasonable, not a disturbance, right?

She put down the book, got up on the sofa, walked to the door of the study, and listened to the movement inside.

I don't know if Mo Jingshen has finished his work and rested in the study, or is still busy.

There is no bed in Oran International's study, there is only a sofa. Could it be that he planned to sleep in the study just because she was here?

Oran International doesn't have only one bedroom, so he shouldn't need to aggrieve himself so much.

Ji Nuan opened the door gently, and saw that the light in the study was still there. The man who had been looking at company documents was still reading documents in front of the computer, and she ignored the news that the study door was pushed open again.

"Why are you still not sleeping?" Ji Nuan asked in a low voice.

Knowing that he wouldn't take care of her, Ji Nuan didn't make fun of herself and waited for him to answer. She glanced at the table next to him and found that he didn't eat the bowl of noodles she brought in a few hours ago.

Even the heart-shaped condiments that she specially placed on it didn't change.