Your Miss Su is blackened

He stopped at the door of the kitchen, leaning his figure, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, his voice was a little unknown sexy hoarse because he had just smoked a cigarette: "Can you help me?"

Hearing this, Shi Zheng turned around and looked over.

Seeing Fu Moxing, a slight smile appeared on her face: "Would you know it?"

"It's just cooking, isn't it difficult?"

"It's hard to say, but it's easy to say, but Mr. Fu is a big man who doesn't touch his fingers. How could I have the nerve to let you wash your hands and make soup? You go to rest, I'll do it alone, and, let's make this meal." The meal was originally meant to thank you, how can I let Mr. Fu do it again."

Fu Moxing's expression was unclear, but his voice was slightly smiling: "Your positioning of me is quite novel."

Shi Zheng responded to him: "I'm telling the truth."

The man curled his lips calmly.

He didn't struggle with anything, leaned against the door frame, and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to cook too much, just enough to eat."

"Ok."

Fu Moxing stood there looking at her for a while, then turned and went back to the living room.

Three 10 minutes later, lunch is done.

Shizheng was so hungry that her chest was on her stomach, so she didn't show any politeness after sitting down at the dining table, and ate directly with the tableware.

Fu Moxing's movements are graceful and unhurried.

He thought of the days when he lived with Su Wan five years ago, she basically never cooked for him, only once, and she finished breakfast under his strong coercion.

Today's Shizheng cooks a table of dishes, which is not like Su Wan.

He couldn't help being curious, what has Shizheng experienced in the past five years? !

How did you develop such a good cooking skill? !
Shi Zheng focused on eating, and did not observe his expression.

When it was time to pick up the food, Wuxin saw that the man seemed to be motionless, and asked him, "Why doesn't Mr. Fu eat it? It tastes good."

"Just eat."

"Well, I hope it suits you."

Fu Moxing nodded, and after tasting a piece of fish, he looked at her and said, "It tastes good."

Shi Zheng smiled: "Of course, I sincerely express my gratitude to Mr. Fu."

After the words fell, she continued to eat.

The man didn't say anything more.

After lunch, Shizheng went back to her room and said that she would continue to pack her things, rest after packing, and then prepare for the Jin Qi family's engagement banquet at night.

Fu Mo walked into the study.

The... that study that once belonged to Su Wan.

Later, after Su Wan left, he entered that study countless times.

They also found more content in her diary, which recorded Su Wan's feelings for Fu Moxing after about ten pages of blank paper.

That happened after their marriage... her state of mind.

Fu Moxing couldn't remember how many times he had read it, and the content had already been memorized backwards.

Now he doesn't have to turn the page anymore, and those words can float in his mind sentence by sentence.

For example, she wrote in her diary——

At the beginning of their marriage, she was full of expectations. Even though she didn't have much communication with him every day, she was very satisfied and happy just looking at him.

The good times didn't last long, she was forced to donate a kidney, and she was disheartened. The joy she had expected in the past was no longer there. The most intimate thing between husband and wife became a kind of torture for her, because every time, she would think of her own Children under three months old.

Later, she moved back to live with him for no reason, and began to live together with him for a long period of time. Occasionally, there were still ripples in her heart, but most of the time, she was looking forward to the divorce as scheduled.