antique""Well then, how would you like me to thank you" Leng Yanchen asked calmly.Qin Nianxia pinched her chin and pondered seriously.She thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything. S...This man's features are handsome and sharp, with a natural air of dominance in his brow. His hands have distinct knuckles, both slender and beautiful.
Luoyi was looking at this man with almost perfect looks and extraordinary inner charm, suddenly she felt a faint flutter in her heart, as if she had developed a hidden crush on him.
She gently covered him with a blanket before going into the bathroom to wash up. Then she went to the small balcony to cook breakfast.
At this size, it was her first time cooking for a man.
I wonder if she will be lucky enough to make him breakfast for the rest of his life.
Ahhh!
Where did she go!
With a soft smile, she nodded her head repeatedly and glanced back at the handsome man still asleep. She blushed slightly, then continued preparing breakfast.
A waft of food aroma awakened Leng Yechen, who was slumbering. His towering figure moved slightly, his blanket slipped away, and he woke up in astonishment. A faint fragrance filled his nostrils—a gentle, feminine scent...
His gaze drifted to the single bed, empty. Hearing the sound of cooking from the small balcony, his tall figure immediately moved closer to the balcony, observing the busy figure without much agreement.
"Uh... Big brother, you're awake" Luo Yirou felt the scorching gaze and turned her head back with a wry smile, not quite used to having someone around. "Thanks for the trouble last night. Breakfast will be ready in a bit."
A touch of refreshing smile played on her slightly pale face.
"No need, I'm leaving first!" Leng Yechen uttered those words in a cold tone.
As Luo Yi opened the pot lid, she hurriedly tried to coax him, "I'm so sorry, things here are pretty simple. I hope you don't mind. There are towels and toothbrushes in the bathroom. After you freshen up, maybe have breakfast before you leave! It'll be ready soon!"
There was once again the smell of a familiar food, wafting towards him.
Leng Ye paused for a few seconds in the cold night, then walked into the bathroom with a gentle smile.
Ten minutes later, two bowls of pig liver congee were served, accompanied by two heart-shaped poached eggs.
She had never forgotten the time he had lost so much blood.
In the cold night, Chen looked at the bowl of pig liver congee on the table. The scene of his first encounter with Yimo suddenly came to mind.
That night, he asked, "What kind of soup is this"
Yi Mo replied, “Pig liver red dates and goji berry soup is specifically for blood replenishment. It's very suitable for you.”
"Did you do this especially for me" he asked.
"No! This was extra broth from my dinner. It's just the bottom of the pot, you don't have to worry, this soup is very clean, I didn't touch it!"
He had always disliked eating pig liver, but that time, with a smile, he accepted to eat it after being served by Yimo's skillful cooking.
From what point did Leng Yechen suddenly realize that Yimo for him, had truly only remained a memory.
The two sat in silence, eating without a word.
After dinner, as Ruo softened the bowls and plates, Leng Ye sank a cold sentence: "You should have a good rest at home today."
With a slight tremble in her slender body, she replied earnestly, "No need for a break, I can do it. After all, I'm just sitting in a chair, and... I don't have to use my legs, it's fine."
Cold Night's gaze fell on her face again, and after a long time, when she thought he would rebuke her for being ignorant, he only said in a cold voice: "Do as you please!"
"Brother, my name is Lu Yirou," Just as Leng Yechen was leaving her doorstep, Lu Yirou smiled sweetly and introduced herself loudly.
She was sure he heard, he just didn't turn around.
Cold Night Chen left Luo Yirou's house without any hesitation and drove straight to the company.
A terrace house district near the University of Sydney, Australia.
My husband cheated, and his mistress came to my door with their child. What should I do
Tong Yimo typed the phrase into her laptop's search bar and got many results.
The first kind is to pretend you don't know anything, wipe your tears and continue to spend the rest of your life with your husband;
The second approach is to confront your husband and let him make a decision. If he chooses to return to the family, you forgive him and continue the marriage. If he chooses his mistress, during the divorce, he leaves with nothing, or after dividing the assets equally, you demand compensation from him;
The third scenario is a standoff between husband and wife, refusing to divorce. They argue incessantly until death do them part.
The fourth option is to decisively divorce her husband. Either the husband leaves with nothing, or they split their assets equally. She should also demand compensation for all losses from her husband;
The fifth type is to remain discreet and not reveal your intentions. Buy a listening device to monitor your husband's every move, secretly collecting evidence to be used in a divorce lawsuit to secure the greatest possible benefits for yourself...
After reading these, Tong Yimo's heart became even more confused.
Actually, deep down, she had already chosen the most spiteful and despicable kind – to pretend she knew nothing, wipe her tears, and continue to spend the rest of her life with Xiao Wei.
Tong Yimo vaguely recalled that when her ex-boyfriend He Mingxu cheated on her, she could break up cleanly and even turn her sadness into motivation to continue her life in the shortest possible time until she met Leng Zhujing.
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. can't.Having adjusted his mindset, Leng Yanchen opened his arms to Qin Nianxia and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, coaxing, "Come here, my dear, let me hug you.""Humph, no." Qin Nianxia pout...