It's hard for a defeated president to chase his wife

Lin Wanmian blurted out a question that plunged the atmosphere into a weird state.

Murong Aoyang stared at Lin Wanmian intently with a complex expression, but Lin Wanmian had lowered her head slightly and remained silent at this moment.

The spectator Zhang Chou maintained a seemingly indifferent seriousness, but in fact he had already secretly admired Lin Wanmian's courage, and he had great plans to watch the big show in silence.

And Louis, he obviously looked like he was watching a show, and he was still muttering and eating.

Probably because he felt that it was meaningless to keep the plot silent like this, Louis snorted and broke the silence and said:

"Well, beauty, in fact, Ice God is used to having a cheap mouth... Uh, I mean he has a bad mouth when he speaks. In fact, he changed your clothes because you were sweating...!"

"Shut up." Murong Aoyang glared at Louis angrily.

"Shut up, I'm worried for you two. You obviously changed her sweaty clothes for the sake of beauty. If you want to do good deeds without leaving your name, you shouldn't deliberately discredit yourself and create misunderstandings. How much it will affect your mutual love. ...!."

"Zhang Fu, drag him out."

Murong Aoyang didn't want to listen to Louis's nonsense anymore, he just hated the deadly dress on her, so he took off her dress and threw it into the trash can while she was sweating.

Zhang Fu, who received the order, did not doubt a word, and replied:

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Chou didn't want to drag Louis away, because that meant he couldn't stay here to watch a play... Uh, not to watch a play, but to stay with his young master.

Zhang Chou took Louis, who was still chattering, and two plates of dinner, and left. Only Lin Wanmian and Murong Aoyang were left in the kitchen.

Murong Aoyang looked at Lin Wanmian, he lost the mood to "chat" with her, and said directly:
"Lin Wanmian, I ruined your "engagement" as you wished. I took care of your illness and let you sleep enough. Now, do you have anything to say?"

Lin Wanmian was not surprised by Murong Aoyang's directness, it was what she expected, and she also knew that they only had the last conversation to decide the result she wanted.

But before that, she was honest about another big problem:

"Can you let me eat first, I'm hungry!"

From last night until now, she only drank water, and now she smells the smell of food, and she is even hungrier.

"..." Hearing her request, Murong Aoyang was silent again, he approached her, but not very gentle pulled her to sit down, and then pushed the food prepared by Louis in front of her.

Lin Wanmian knew from the smell that there was food in front of her, but this was not her home, and no one described it carefully for her, so she didn't know how to do it so as not to make a fool of herself.

If Louis was still here, she might be more generous to ask for advice, but now the only person she can ask for help is him, and she has to twitch and say:
"I need help."

Murong Aoyang has been watching her embarrassment, he thought she would fumble for food by herself, but he didn't expect her to ask for help.

Whether it's sympathy or heartache, Murong Aoyang sat beside her and moved over her food plate, cut off a small piece of steak, put it in her mouth and said:
"Open your mouth."

Lin Wanmian froze for a moment, the help she said was just to let him tell her what kind of food was in front of her, whether to eat with chopsticks, knife and fork or spoon, she didn't think about asking him to feed.

"Why are you in a daze, open your mouth!"

As Murong Aoyang said, he had already stuffed that piece of steak into Lin Wanmian's mouth.

Lin Wanmian chewed passively, but just after two bites, she frowned and couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

Murong Aoyang noticed her strangeness, he thought she disliked that the steak was not good, so he paid a piece of it, and he didn't think it was bad.

Louis is a snarky person. If he doesn't cook well, he will dump it into the trash can first, and he won't put it out for people to eat.

"Why, is there a problem with the taste?"

Reluctantly swallowing the beef in his mouth, Lin Wanmian said with some embarrassment:

"No, it tastes good, it's just me...I'm not used to beef."

Since she was a child, she hated beef and mutton. Although it was not to the extent that she couldn't swallow it, she just didn't like the fishy smell of beef and mutton, so basically she never ate beef and mutton.

Murong Aoyang looked at the food on the glazed table, the meat was steak, and there was fruit and vegetable salad.

He originally wanted her to eat salad, but he thought about it only after her fever went down, and it was not suitable for her to eat raw and cold food on an empty stomach.

Finally, he could only throw down the knife and fork and say:
"Noodles?"

"Yes." Lin Wanmian nodded.

After 15 minutes, Murong Aoyang brought a bowl of simple noodle soup and placed it in front of Lin Wanmian, then took a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into her hands and said coldly:

"eat by yourself."

It was obvious that his aura was irritating and impatient, but Lin Wanmian was slightly heart-warming.

She heard the sound of him cooking the noodles himself, but he could actually leave her alone.But he helped her down because she said she was not used to eating beef, which made her a little embarrassed and a little moved.

She can eat noodles by herself. She stretched out her left hand to feel the heat of the noodle soup, and then the chopsticks in her right hand slowly touched the noodles along the edge of her left hand.

She gently stirred up the steaming hot noodles, then delicately picked up a handful of noodles and blew with her head down before putting them into her mouth.

She took the noodles into her mouth, and she was secretly surprised that the noodles tasted delicious.For a proud son like Murong Aoyang, there are not many people who serve him inside and out.But he not only knows how to cook, but also cooks so well, it's simply unbelievable.

Lin Wanmian lowered her head and ate slowly. She really wanted to eat big mouthfuls, but the noodles were too hot, and she didn't dare to eat too fast. She was afraid that she would make a fool of herself in front of him.

But she didn't know that she had made a fool of herself, because she lowered her head, a few strands of her long hair fell into the soup bowl, and it was time for her to pick it up and eat it together with her face and hair.

Murong Aoyang's rationality told him that he should not have seen it, but when she was about to put the noodles into the mouth, he stopped him:
"Wait a minute, don't move."

Lin Wanmian was taken aback for a moment, and stopped eating the noodles. She moved her lips:

"What's wrong?" Isn't she allowed to finish eating?
Murong Aoyang didn't answer her, he pulled off his tie and got up and stood behind her, then brushed back the scattered hair on both sides of her without saying a word, and tied her hair with the tie unskilledly. A simple ponytail.

Lin Wanmian's heart beat involuntarily faster when he fiddled with her hair, and she could even feel her face getting hotter and hotter, and it might have turned red now.

"Do you have a fever again?"

"Uh... no."

"Then why is your face so red?"

Murong Aoyang, who had already sat back beside her, noticed that her face was flushed too much. When he asked, he also reached out his hand to her forehead to feel her body temperature.

It was fine if he didn't reach out to her forehead, but as soon as his hand touched her skin, she instantly felt her face get hotter.

Murong Aoyang was sure that she didn't have a fever anymore, he looked at her who lowered his head slightly, looked at her, he squinted his eyes, and said with a rare amused smile:

"Lin Wanmian, it seems that you do not have a fever, you are just... shy."

"I... I didn't, it's because the noodles are too hot...!"

"Really?" Murong Aoyang said, and deliberately reached out to touch her face.

Lin Wanmian didn't expect him to come out like this, she was startled and instinctively turned her head sideways to avoid his hand.

The corners of Murong Aoyang's mouth curled up when he looked at her like a frightened bird, and said:

"Aren't you shy?"

"I just don't feel used to it. You're not someone like me. Of course I'll find it strange when you suddenly do this!"

In fact, she knew that she was simply being shy, it was just a posturing.But she is not a wooden person, it is normal to be shy!

"Heh, if you say that you have something that remains the same, then you are probably being stubborn."

This woman has an innate pride. She will not fight when she is weak, but she will be strong when she fights.Perhaps it was her exclusive quality that made him unable to control his desire to dig out her truest side.

He had to admit that she really managed to attract his curiosity.

But he was not in a hurry to see through her right now, he looked at the bowl of noodles in front of her, stopped teasing her, and said:
"The noodles are getting lumpy, let's eat!"

She didn't know if she was too hungry or if she had already eaten a little. Lin Wanmian suddenly didn't feel so hungry anymore, but she continued to eat slowly.But the atmosphere seemed to be so silent that she couldn't swallow, so she tried to find a topic and said:
"Do you... do you cook often?"

Murong Aoyang ate the steak that she didn't want to eat, without looking at her, he responded casually:
"I never cook."

If cooking noodles counts as cooking, then today is the first time he has cooked in his life.

Lin Wanmian was taken aback again, she couldn't believe it:

"How is it possible, that side...?"

"First time cooking."

Cooking noodles is all too familiar to him, because he often watches his mother cook delicious noodles for him and his brothers.So even if he hasn't cooked it himself, it doesn't seem that difficult to let him cook it.

Lin Wanmian really didn't believe it now, she murmured doubts:

"You are not the reincarnation of God of Cooking!"

Although she didn't speak very loudly, Murong Aoyang still heard it, he smiled triumphantly and said:

"Why, does the noodles I cook in ten minutes suit your taste?"

"Barely edible."

She didn't want to admit that the noodles he cooked were delicious, even less if it was his first time cooking them.Because this means that there are only things he doesn't want to do, and there are no things he can't do well.

His background and his own ability are so powerful, as long as he is not willing to let go to make her mother feel better, she will not be able to resist him no matter what.

Hearing her unsatisfactory evaluation, Murong Aoyang didn't care.Regardless of whether the noodles he cooked were delicious or barely edible, she was eating them bite by bite anyway!

Not long after, Murong Aoyang finished eating, and he didn't urge Lin Wanmian to finish eating quickly, but he stared at her unconsciously.

He found that she was very sensitive to the outside world, and that although she was a little slow to eat, she had pure grace.She barely ate or let a drop of soup spill.

He was suddenly a little curious in her dark world, how did she know this world?
But Murong Aoyang restrained his curiosity about her, he didn't ask, because he felt that once he was curious about her for the first step, he would never stop to be curious to the end.

And he is not willing to go to that step for the time being, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear the impact of that desire!
What's more, there is an almost insurmountable family feud between him and her!
It is impossible for him to completely give up the punishment of her mother. Most importantly, even if he no longer exerts force on her mother's crimes, it is not up to him to decide.

Because Lin Piaoyu had indeed committed a crime before the law, he just made her crime public through legal means.It wasn't that he maliciously framed her and was punished by law!

Therefore, no matter how remedied it is, it is impossible for Lin Piaoyu to get out completely!