After washing, she slowly came to the dining room, and as soon as she saw her, the chef in the kitchen brought her a nutritious breakfast that had been prepared for her.

A bowl of millet yam porridge, a cup of warm milk, an omelette, two slices of bread.

It's really well matched, and the nutrition is balanced, but it's so light, and I don't have an appetite when I look at it. I've been eating something like this for the past few days. She really wants to eat spicy food.

For example, when she was a student, she loved to eat hot and sour noodles and spicy tang, such as various street barbecues and lo-mei.

Oops, she must have had the wrong sense of taste.

She remembers that when she was pregnant with fate, her taste was still very light, she liked to eat vegetables and fruits, but this time it was the opposite, she liked to eat food with a strong taste.

When I see the sour and spicy food, I have a great appetite. Unfortunately, most of these are foods that are forbidden or should be eaten less when pregnant.

He Xiyan lowered his eyelids and ate the food on the plate helplessly, like chewing wax.

Ye Hao was still in the bedroom, he opened his notebook, and was quickly dealing with some tricky questions. Although all the companies under Huayang are on holiday, many of the backlog problems have not been properly resolved. After his father became ill, Ye Yi took over some of the company's projects.

This guy doesn't know whether he wants to make money and wants to go crazy or lack the business mind, several commercial housing projects are messy problems, the quality of the project is not up to par, cutting corners, and the hardcover houses sold at high prices are all low-end and cheap materials, and the greening and supporting facilities promised to the owners when selling the house are not in place. In short, several new properties in the north of the city that have been sold out have been complained by a large number of owners, and the company has endless complaint calls every day.

Therefore, even after the Spring Festival holiday, the company's senior management still has a lot of things to deal with, and it is necessary to think of the best plan to deal with these thorny problems after the year.

Ye Hao's fingers were tapping on the keyboard like flying, his eyes were like torches, and his face was serious. Until the sound of mobile phone message notifications came continuously, disrupting his train of thought. When he looked back, it wasn't his phone, it was Yanyan's.

He walked over and picked up a rose-colored phone that had been dropped on the couch, ready to silence it so that it wouldn't ring again. He entered the graphical password and soon saw the screen of his phone.

It clearly shows the two text messages that just came, click on it and look at it, it is two sentences:

- Yan Yan, I will divorce her.

- There will be no end between us.

Sick?

Ye Hao's face sank, and a cold and fierce light burst out in his eyes in an instant. He looked at the number he was messaging from, and it was an unsaved, unfamiliar number.

But he didn't have to think to know who it was. This neuropathy is really haunting, and they have been divorced for so long, and they still send messages.

"Mo Yixuan, you die!"

Ye Hao directly entered six words on the screen, snorted coldly, and clicked send. Then he did not hesitate to delete these two pieces of information. Then I muted the phone and left it in its original place.

On the other side, the man who had just received the reply to the message pursed his lips and smiled faintly.

He sat leaning back on the head of the bed, staring at the words that came back to him, obviously cursing him and scolding him, but he was not angry at all. Because she scolded him, it was better than those indifferent words written on the card yesterday, and she scolded him, at least it proved that she hated him.

Where there is hate, there is love, and he doesn't believe that she has no feelings for him.