Bai Tongxi, who was sitting on the ground, took one last look at the broken inkstone, trembled his lips, didn't say anything, picked up the vacuum cleaner and got up and left the room.

Watching her back as she walked away with cold eyes, Meng Peiyuan strode forward and slammed the door hard.

Bai Tongxi, who had just walked to the door, was shocked to the point that his back stiffened, as Zuo Lulu said, his world was far from accepting her.

Inside the study.

Meng Peiyuan looked down at the slightly deformed envelope in his hand, and was slightly distracted: This letter was not a love letter at all, but a breakup letter from Lu Sixuan to him

Knock Knock –

I don't know how long it took, there was a cautious knock outside the door, and Bai Tongxi, who had gone and returned, asked through the door panel: Have you eaten when you came back? I fried two dishes, and if I'm hungry, let's come out and eat together.

Knowing that he was angry, she was more careful when questioning.

Meng Peiyuan flew and sneered: I'm not hungry!

There was no movement outside.

Meng Peiyuan's eyes became deeper and deeper, he hadn't seen his husband for so long, and as soon as he met, he messed up his study, and now that he heard that he was not hungry, he left immediately, so he wouldn't please him a few more times?

Touching his gurgling belly, Meng Peiyuan gritted his teeth and resisted, resolutely not going out to let Bai Tong see the joke.

In the middle of the night, when everything was quiet, a figure walked quickly to the kitchen and reached out to open the two refrigerator doors.

Except for the whole row of mineral water, the rest are all ingredients to be cooked, and there is no trace of cooked food.

Meng Peiyuan's handsome face darkened, thinking that Bai Tong had the intention to treat him badly, and his sharp eyes turned around, but he froze after seeing the fried beans with shredded meat and stewed potatoes with duck meat on the kitchen counter.

The food was intimately covered with a plastic basket to prevent provoking mosquitoes and ants, and there was a convenience note attached to the basket, Meng Peiyuan took it off casually and took a look-

[When the dish is cold, remember to heat it in the microwave, and there is white rice in the rice cooker.] ]

Bai Tong regretted that he would not be able to hold on in the middle of the night and go downstairs to find food?

Do you really think you're a roundworm in his stomach?

Meng Peiyuan copied it with his big hand, poured all the food, and disdained it in his heart: Hmph, she is a smart woman.

Meng Peiyuan made an appointment with Zhou Yibei and Shen Congliang on the phone, and three handsome and luxurious men sat at the table in the dining room of the star-rated hotel, with a terrible high profile.

Meng Peiyuan was busy eating, and the other two were drinking together, talking about business matters from time to time.

Seeing that Meng Peiyuan ate the most and talked the least, Zhou Yibei and Shen Congliang laughed at him for being reincarnated as a starving ghost.

After a full meal, Zhou Yibei proposed: drag racing?

Shen Congliang's head shook like a rattle: No, I spare my life.

Tsk, the wife slave is reluctant to die in front of her lover. Zhou Yibei turned to look at Meng Peiyuan: Ershao, what about you?

Meng Peiyuan was holding back his anger and urgently needed to vent, and when he heard this, he gladly accepted it.

So, in the wailing of Shen Congliang, the three of them appeared at the International Sports Center, where a legal racing track was built.

Considering that Shen Congliang didn't play, Meng Peiyuan and Zhou Yibei kindly put him in the audience, and the two walked to the locker room one after the other to change their equipment.

There were four entrances to the lane, and in the sound of the referee's gunshot, Meng Peiyuan slammed the accelerator, and the bumblebee rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Zhou Yibei, who was left behind, was dumbfounded, Meng Peiyuan is not dying? Drive so fast!

Listening to the sound of the hunting wind in his ears, the depression in Meng Peiyuan's heart seemed to be blown away, and he was much more relaxed.

It's just that his eyebrows are still frowning, because he can't get rid of Bai Tongxi's slightly pale face that he roared at no matter what.