Although Fu Heng was not satisfied with her expression, after thinking about it, he felt that what she said was right.

He took off his blazer and hung it on a hanger next to him: "Okay, let's prepare the ingredients first!"

Fu Heng walked in the direction of the kitchen, untied the cufflinks, rolled up his shirt, he glanced back at Chu Ci and said, "Come here!"

Chu Ci pursed his lips, but still followed him.

Fu Heng opened the refrigerator, glanced at the ingredients in it and said, "Make a few Chinese dishes for Xiaolin and his wife tonight, do you have any specialty dishes?"

"Like...... No!" Chu Ci was a little embarrassed: "But I can make a little purple potato balls and pull sweet potatoes, but it doesn't seem like I can handle it." ”

When Fu Heng heard her say this, he immediately remembered the purple potato ball he made in the old mansion a long time ago.

It's been a long time since I thought about it.

"Then these two dishes!" Fu Heng said, "You always have to cook your own dishes to show your sincerity." ”

Chu Ci raised his eyes and looked at him twice, "Are they here to play?"

"Yes!" Fu Heng's tone was light, and he seemed to have emotion in it: "Mr. Xiaolin said that he would take his wife all over the world!"

Chu Ci tilted his head, thought about it, and felt that it was so good to have someone who loves you to accompany you to play.

But there are some things that cannot be forced, and they are all going to divorce, and talking about them only adds to the troubles.

In order to prevent Fu Heng from saying anything more, she waved her hand, "I'll prepare the materials, you go to the living room to watch TV." ”

"No need, I'll help you!"

After saying that, he really got busy in the kitchen, but President Fu Da is obviously not a man born for the kitchen, for example, when he was cooking rice, he asked how many tubes of rice are suitable for four people, and how much water to add.

After listening to him quietly, Chu Ci reached out and took the rice cooker in his hand and waved: "You better go out!"

The latter sentence is also a mess here, but she is relatively kind and has not said it.

"I learn to learn. Fu Heng's attitude was very serious: "I may have to cook by myself in the future." ”

Chu Ci didn't raise his eyelids: "Aunt Lin will help you do it." ”

"If I come back late in the evening, I'll have to cook my own supper. ”

His tone was very light, and he could hardly hear the emotion, but it still made Chu Ci stunned.

She felt that this man was really a scheming boy, the routine was deep, she couldn't play at all, and finally she compromised: "It's good to put three and a half tubes, and then the water is more than half of the rice, well, the rice cooked in this way is not dry or sticky." ”

Fu Heng silently went to add water, and then plugged in the plug of the rice cooker.

Chu Ci glanced at him, and stopped talking.

She simply went to the cabinet to get a bag of sugar again, but because the cabinet was too high, she couldn't reach it, and when she was about to jump up, a hand had crossed over her head and took out a packaged bag of white sugar.

Chu Ci stretched out his hand, but Fu Heng held the package in his hand and looked at her with a smile: "Do you want this?"

"Well, give it to me, I'm going to boil syrup. ”

Fu Heng leaned down, approached her face, took in the panic in her eyes, he handed her the white sugar in his hand, but when she reached out, he withdrew it, grabbed her waist, and brought it into his arms, making a gesture to kiss it.

Chu Ci stretched out his hand to block his face with an expressionless face: "If you want to do this, then it's not interesting." ”

"Kiss you, it's boring?" Fu Heng pushed her hand away: "I've kissed you so many times before, and you don't think it's boring?"

Chu Ci couldn't help but roll her eyes, how could she think that this man was becoming more and more shameless!

Fortunately, at this time, Aunt Lin came back from buying vegetables, and Chu Ci clapped her hands: "Let Aunt Lin boil the syrup, and I'll wash the sweet potatoes." ”

Fu Heng narrowed his eyes, and the banter under his deep eyebrows was deeply hidden.

Mr. and Mrs. Kobayashi arrived on time at five o'clock and made a big gift as soon as they came in.

Chu Ci was wearing a light blue embroidered shirt with a pleated skirt with flowers underneath, and there was no decoration on her body, except for a necklace around her neck, which was given to her by Fu Heng in the old mansion.

Mrs. Xiaolin looks very good, with fair skin and ruddy complexion, but it is Chu Ci, even if she wears makeup, uses isolation foundation and concealer, but if you look closely, there is still a circle of bruises under her eyes.

There's so much going on these days, it's hard for her not to be emaciated.

After beckoning them to sit down, Fu Heng asked, "Is there any wine at home?"

Chu Ci thought for a while: "Yes." She looked at Mr. Kobayashi and asked, "I don't know what kind of wine Mr. Kobayashi wants, white wine, rice wine and the like." ”

"It's a white bar!" Mr. Kobayashi looked very happy.

"Okay, I'll get it!"

There are all kinds of wine in the wine cabinet, Chu Ci flipped through for a while, took out a bottle of liquor with medium alcohol content, and walked over.

Because the guests came, Chu Ci also poured herself a small cup, she pointed to the sweet potato and said, "Try this special dish, sweet potato." ”

Mr. Kobayashi gave Mrs. Kobayashi a chopstick, then clipped a chopstick for himself, nodded and praised, "Not bad." ”

Mrs. Kobayashi squinted her eyes and asked, "Did you do it yourself?"

Chu Ci nodded: "I'll make this dish." ”

"It's so modest, it's very well done, it's been a long time since I've eaten such pure Northeast food. ”

Only then did Chu Ci remember that Mrs. Xiaolin was an authentic Northeasterner, she pursed her lips and chuckled: "I just came according to the recipe." ”

During the banquet, Fu Heng served her vegetables, she also accepted it gladly, and helped Fu Heng pour wine, every move was like a gentle and virtuous wife, even if she is now detached, but there should be a lot of etiquette.

After the dinner, Xiao Lin and his wife were about to leave Before leaving, Mrs. Xiao Lin took out a red gift box from her handbag and handed it to Chu Ci's hand: "Thank you for your hospitality, this is a return gift." ”

Chu Ci held the box, pursed his lips and chuckled: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, you open it and take a look. ”

Chu Ci immediately opened it to see, it was a pair of ceramic dolls, wearing a bright red wedding dress, Mrs. Xiaolin explained with a smile: "I heard that you have been married for one year, this is a gift for you, I wish you a hundred years of happiness." ”

The hand holding the box was a little stiff, and the expression on Chu Ci's face was also a little stiff, but she still forced a smile: "Thank you." ”

After the Xiaolin couple left, Chu Ci put the box away and looked at the ceramic doll inside, a little distracted.

Fu Heng sent them out and came back soon, he looked at Chu Ci, who was a little exhausted sitting on the sofa, and frowned: "Are you very tired?

Chu Ci stood up from the sofa suddenly, "No, I'll put my things away, I'll leave later." ”

Fu Heng walked over and glanced at the gifts in the box, which were delicate and cute, he picked up the ceramic doll and compared it in front of her: "It's beautiful, it's very similar to you." ”

Chu Ci glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and was quite disapproving: "Where is it like, her face is so big!"

Fu Heng took the doll back with an expressionless face and said, "You will leave later, where are you going?"

"It's not up to you. ”

The corner of the man's lips overflowed with a faint sneer: "I haven't divorced yet, legally I'm still your husband!"

Chu Ci glanced at him lightly: "It's legally." ”

Yes, yes, this woman's mouth is really getting worse and worse.

Seeing that Fu Heng had the intention of dragging it out, Chu Ci's tone was a little impatient: "Is the divorce agreement written, I'll sign it." ”

"It's written, in the study. ”

"Okay, I'll go up and sign. ”

After speaking, she didn't look at Fu Heng's face, and went upstairs directly to the study, but she didn't find it after looking around, she was a little angry, Fu Heng was playing with her!

I just wanted to have a seizure, but at a glance I caught a glimpse of the man leaning against the door of the study, he was holding a cigarette in his hand, and turned on the lighter with a "click", and the faint blue flames suddenly burst up.

Chu Ci endured it, but couldn't help but walk towards him: "What do you mean?"

The man's thin lips pursed a faint smile, and a pair of eyes stared straight at her, and he took a deep puff of cigarette, spraying the smell of smoke on her face.

Chu Ci suddenly frowned, wanting to say that smoking is not allowed indoors.

But on second thought, she was leaving, and it didn't matter what he liked to do.

Fu Heng saw the disgust and dissatisfaction that flashed in her eyes, he leaned down and approached her cheek, but when there was only a thin piece of paper away from her, he stopped, he stared into her eyes, his voice was low and slow, even with deep bewilderment: "Think clearly, won't you regret it?"

Chu Ci's brain stopped spinning for a moment, but she still said firmly: "Think clearly, you won't regret it!"

The soft light in the room fell on her body, Fu Heng was in a trance for a moment, he took another puff of cigarette, and said, "The divorce agreement is in the computer, you can print it and sign it." ”

The moment he agreed, Chu Ci's heart still trembled, but thinking about it, he actually had nothing to lose, after all, he had money, power, status and beauty, and even obedient and well-behaved women who were smarter than her, and he was a young single nobleman after divorce, and he didn't have to worry about having no women.

Chu Ci walked to the desk again, turned on the computer, typed out the divorce agreement, looked at it, the basic organization was clear, there were no harsh conditions, she said before that she didn't want his property, so there was no property division, it was still very simple and clear.

She picked up the pen, signed her name, then closed the divorce agreement and said, "I've written it, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we'll go through the formalities when you have time." ”

"Good!" the man's voice was low and faint.

Chu Ci left the desk and took a deep breath: "Then I'll go." ”

She was about to push open the study door and leave, but the man grabbed her arm, he looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were deep and seemed to have no temperature: "It's too late now, I'll leave tomorrow." ”