Countdown to Contract Marriage

Tang Rou glanced at the clock on the wall, it was seven o'clock.

Only one night left.

She was no longer interested in watching Zhang Mei. Based on her performance just now, even if there was an expert behind her, that person would not show up.

Tang Rou had a clear judgment on this.

The phone rings.

Tang Rou was slightly taken aback, is it Lin Muxi?She tried her best to restrain the turbulent thoughts in her heart, and swiped the answer button with her trembling index finger, "What do you want from me?"

"Go home, let's have the last supper together."

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The sound of the phone hanging up constantly stimulated Tang Rou's nerves. The unclear sound suddenly amplified several times in the silent office, making Tang Rou even more upset.

Tang Rou kept scratching her hair with both hands, and rubbed it vigorously, as if she was venting her emotions. The emotional backlog of several days had made Tang Rou's endurance reach the limit.

Tang Rou's heart is not as calm as her surface, she is completely an uncivilized little girl, but there is also a little advantage, Tang Rou's emotions come and go quickly, and she is especially good at comforting herself, anyway, stretching her head is a knife, Shrinking the neck is also a knife, it is better to have a good time.

Tang Rou took a deep breath, settled on the boss chair again, hurriedly found a mirror from the drawer, and smiled encouragingly at herself in the mirror. At the same time, she combed her hair with her hands, The image in the mirror instantly became three-dimensional, and a delicate and calm face was ready to go.

Tang Rou closed the mirror again and put it in the drawer, and hurriedly left the office.

When she got downstairs, she realized that the beautiful snake was still outside.

Tang Rou rubbed her temples, and childishly raised her handbag to cover her face, as if she could be completely invisible by doing so, so that others could not see her.

"Tang Rou, you're finally out."

Tang Rou could only put down her handbag, tidy up her skirt, and raised a calm smile, "Why can't I come out, you don't care where I want to go."

Tang Rou raised her chin in arrogance, Zhang Mei is a villain through and through, she still doesn't take Zhang Mei seriously, she pushes Zhang Mei away, hoping that Zhang Mei won't block her way.

Zhang Mei has been waiting for so long because she firmly believes that Tang Rou's posture in front of her is just pretending to be calm, and her heart must be torn apart. It is impossible for any woman to be so calm when encountering such a thing.

She chased after her with small steps, her tone getting higher and higher, she just wanted to annoy Tang Rou.

"You're going to get divorced tomorrow, why are you pretending to be noble? Lin Muxi won't be yours, he will always be mine."

Tang Rou hated Zhang Mei making noises in her ears. She was like a mosquito, she couldn't hit it when she hit it, and buzzed even if she didn't hit it. If she didn't drive this mosquito away, the world in front of Tang Rou's eyes would not be clean.

Tang Rou stopped and turned around directly, forming a confrontation with Zhang Mei.

With smiling eyes and a calm face, she completely overwhelmed Zhang Mei in terms of momentum.

"Zhang Mei, you made a mistake in emphasizing that Lin Muxi is a person, not an object, and he does not belong to anyone. In addition, I did not pretend to be arrogant. I am so confident. I divorced him because the person behind you Threats, not because of you little guy."

Zhang Mei was furious, she raised her palm, Tang Rou dodged it lightly, it was really funny, she had already done something to herself, and she still wanted to stay where she was, foolishly getting beaten?
Tang Rou didn't want to continue entanglement with Zhang Mei, so she walked a few steps quickly, out of Zhang Mei's sight.

Zhang Mei stood there quietly, with a raging fire in her eyes.

She didn't believe a single word Tang Rou said.

Her long nails were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood. She must find a chance to recover the humiliation she suffered today.

Everything that happened in front of him fell into Lin Muxi's eyes.

He asked lightly, "That person, who sent such a stupid chess piece, really thinks we are fools?"

Lin Muxi and Chu Yiming were sitting in an ordinary car, and the distance was just enough to see the conflict between Tang Rou and Zhang Mei.

Chu Yiming's long and narrow eyes were full of disdain.

"This kind of rank is too low-level. I really can't figure it out. He turned out to be a smart person. Not long after he left you, he became a fool."

"She has a bad heart. No matter how smart she is, she will inevitably be used by others. In the end, she will only be buried with her own greed."

Chu Yiming closed his eyes slightly, "Since everything is clear, can this marriage still be divorced?"

There seems to be no waves in Lin Muxi's eyes, but if you look carefully, you can see that there is deep affection like the sea inside, which has never changed.

"It's her wish, and I will fulfill it."

The eight words express Lin Muxi's firmness.

Chu Yiming didn't understand what Lin Muxi was thinking. If it was him, he would have to quarrel with Tang Rou, argue with her that she was ugly, even if someone threatened her, so what. The relationship is a matter between two people. People don't matter.

"Let's forget it? Are you willing?"

Lin Muxi did not answer.

Chu Yiming cursed secretly, wanting to save face and suffer, the slap in the face is so obvious now that he loved so much at the beginning.

This unremarkable car followed Tang Rou's car closely until the last intersection, when Lin Muxi was about to enter the community, Lin Muxi got out of the car, Lin Muxi just took a step, then turned back, half bent , knocked on the car window.

"Chu Yiming, be careful with your big mouth, don't talk about anything."

"Oh. I'm usually a bit of a gossip. This time it's a big deal, and I have a sense of proportion."

Lin Muxi glared at Chu Yiming in disbelief, straightened up, patted on the car window, and hurried in with a little eagerness.

Chu Yiming rolled up the window, grabbed the steering wheel tightly, and looked around vigilantly for a few times before driving away.

When Tang Rou returned home, it was pitch black. She turned on the light, trying to find that familiar figure, but she couldn't find it.

It turned out that he hadn't arrived home yet.

Tang Rou fidgeted with the pillow in a restless mood. She stroked the embroidered head on it, as if seeing a real person.

This is what Lin Muxi saw after returning home.

The embroidery on the pillow is Lin Muxi's face.

Tang Rou threw the pillow aside in a panic. She didn't know where to put her hands, so she crossed her legs, clasped her hands together, and placed them directly on her lap.

There was no change in Lin Muxi's expression, neither joy nor sadness.

He took the briefcase and went to the study first.

As soon as the door of the study was closed, the anxiety in Lin Muxi's eyebrows appeared immediately.

Lin Muxi kept rubbing his hands, paced back and forth, adjusted his breaths, and then walked out of the study again.

Lin Muxi was moved by the scene in front of him, and his eyes filled with tears of emotion.

He didn't expect that the warmest scene in front of him would become the last scene.

Tang Rou's hair was tied with a loose headband, and it was gently scattered on her shoulders.

The apron was properly worn on Tang Rou's body. Her expression was very focused, she was concentrating all her energy on cooking the noodles, and she didn't notice the pair of affectionate eyes behind her at all.

Lin Muxi raised her head, tried her best to turn the tears in her eyes into nothingness, raised her legs, and came behind Tang Rou, wrapped her arms around her waist, and gently pressed her head against her ear. The sudden intimacy made Tang Rou a little Caught off guard.

She wanted to push Lin Muxi away, but she couldn't.

"Lin Muxi, I'm cooking."

"I know"

"You are like this, how can I do it?"

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Lin Muxi stayed greedy for a few seconds, and then let go of Tang Rou. Like a good baby, he put his chin on the dining table with his hands, and looked at Tang Rou without blinking.

The spoon in Tang Rou's hand almost fell off.

She tried her best to stabilize her mind, but luckily making noodles was the easiest thing to do.

Soon, two steaming bowls of noodles were served on the table.

Tang Rou folded the apron and hung it up, picked up the other side of the chopsticks and hit Lin Muxi's hand, "Hurry up and wash your hands."

Lin Muxi was taught such a lesson by Tang Rou, and reluctantly walked towards the bathroom, as if her legs weighed a thousand catties.

Tang Rou didn't even realize that the corners of her mouth had naturally curved into a beautiful arc.

Lin Muxi bounced back like a child.

Tang Rou handed over the chopsticks, Lin Muxi choked up.

Green vegetables seem to be absent.

Poached eggs with half-sugar hearts are served on the side.

Cilantro and scallions are spread over the top.

Familiar scene, the ending is destined to be different.

Noodles are one of Tang Rou's few skills.

Lin Muxi lowered his head, eating the noodles in front of him very attentively.

So is Tang Rou.

Neither of the two of them was willing to speed up for this dinner.

They knew that after this meal, they might really part ways.

Tang Rou's tears kept falling into the bowl, tick tock, Lin Muxi felt sad.

The veins on his neck suddenly popped up, "Rou Rou, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"

Tang Rou couldn't stop being shocked on Tang Rou's pitiful face.

How could Lin Muxi know?

Tang Rou steadfastly guarded the last line of defense, but refused to let go.

Lin Muxi saw that Tang Rou wouldn't let go, so she couldn't do anything to make things difficult for her.

Lin Muxi sighed quietly.

"Rourou, it's fine if you don't want to say it, I, I hope you can live well."

Tang Rou bit her lips tightly, her face turned white, the guilt in her heart was growing like crazy, she shouldn't make any more unreasonable demands, thinking of everything around her, thinking of her relatives, Tang Rou could only feel sorry for Lin Muxi up.

"Mu Xi, can you promise me that the less people know about this matter, the better, so don't let our relatives worry about it."

Tang Rou's words were very cryptic. Not only did she not want her relatives to worry about it, but more importantly, she hoped that only two people would know about the divorce. That would be the best situation.

But doing so is unfair to Lin Muxi. Tang Rou has no such right. After living for so long, Lin Muxi has long understood Tang Rou's mind, but he doesn't understand that even if someone threatens Tang Rou, what can she do with her current strength? As for that fear.

Such questions lingered in Lin Muxi's mind all the time. He was afraid that Tang Rou would misunderstand him, and he was afraid that Tang Rou would think that he still wanted to pester her.

Lin Muxi really wanted to continue to be with Tang Rou, but he didn't want to stimulate Tang Rou's fragile nerves, but he still uttered his heartfelt feelings.

"Rourou, can you tell me what are you afraid of? Is our marriage really just a child's play in your opinion? "

Tang Rou slammed the chopsticks on the table, and said with a strong nasal voice, "I don't want to do this either, what can I do? You can't touch him, I can't touch him, and no one can touch him!"

There was madness in Tang Rou's expression, as if she was a different person.

Lin Muxi felt a little distressed, and slowly stretched out her broad and warm hand to wrap Tang Rou's slightly petite hand inside. Tang Rou couldn't move, except for her eyes widening, she had no power to fight back.

Lin Muxi lit up his spring-like smile, and said word by word, "Rou Rou, I can protect you, and I can protect everything you care about."

It is impossible to say that you are not moved.

There was a clear pause in Tang Rou's expression, and the frenzied expression was also reduced a lot.