Madam leg hurts please hug

The time has quietly pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon.

Gong Yumo sat on the leather chair and turned gently, his handsome face was expressionless.

The slender fingers pinched the pen and rotated it around the fingertips, and their eyes stayed on the laptop that was turned off, looking thoughtful.

The ringing of the phone on the table woke him up, and he glanced at the caller's name, hesitating whether to answer it or not.

It suddenly occurred to me that at this point in time, the Civil Affairs Bureau should already be off work, right?

Then hooked the corner of his mouth and answered the phone.

"Gong Yumo, when will you come back for dinner?"

An Xiaoyue's crisp voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding a little happy.

Gong Yumo frowned, and after confirming that the caller was indeed An Xiaoyue, he cleared his throat and said, "Come back when you're done, and eat first when you're hungry."

"I made it specially for you. I'll eat it with you when you come back." An Xiaoyue said this in a gentle tone and hung up the phone.

Gong Yumo didn't react until three seconds later.

What did she just say?
Made it especially for him?

She is not angry anymore?
Gong Yumo suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly, evoked a slight smile, stood up from the leather chair and strode out of the office.

When Gong Yumo arrived home, An Xiaoyue's favorite CEO drama was playing on the TV in the living room, and four dishes and one soup were already set on the dining table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, An Xiaoyue trotted out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks in her hand, with a smile on her face, "You're back, let's eat."

Looking at her bright smile, Gong Yumo was stunned for a moment.

She didn't say a word about what happened during the day, as if nothing happened between them these two days, and it was still the same as before.

He pointed to the TV in the living room and said, "I told you to watch less TV shows like this, yes."

"It will affect IQ!" An Xiaoyue snatched what he hadn't finished, and said with a smile, "I know, it doesn't matter, as long as you have a high IQ."

Gong Yumo twitched the corner of her mouth, it was rare that she didn't refute him this time.

The few dishes on the table are Gong Yumo's favorite, and he couldn't help smiling, "You made these? Where's Sister Zhang?"

"I gave her a day off." An Xiaoyue propped her chin with one hand, squinted her eyes and smiled, her gaze followed Gong Yumo's eating movements.

"How is it, delicious?" she asked.

Gong Yumo was a little uncomfortable by her sudden intense gaze, wondering what kind of medicine she suddenly sold in the gourd.

But her cooking skills are undeniable. Before getting married, he never thought that An Xiaoyue is also a rich lady, and she can cook good dishes.

With gentle eyes, he nodded with a smile, "It's delicious."

Seeing that he was quite satisfied with the meal, An Xiaoyue said with a smile: "Gong Yumo, I need to discuss something with you."

Sure enough, if things go wrong, there must be demons, and if there is nothing to show courteousness, it is either rape or robbery.

Gong Yumo said with a helpless smile: "The tyrant in today's TV series always bought a city or a sea? What do you want?"

An Xiaoyue shook her head, "Not these."

Gong Yumo raised his eyebrows, waiting for her next words.

An Xiaoyue moved closer and said, "Suddenly I don't want to divorce you."

Gong Yumo's hands trembling slightly, the ribs that hadn't fallen into the bowl fell on the dining table.

While the other party wasn't paying attention, he put another piece in the bowl, and pretended to ask casually, "Why?"

"Because your legs are not good yet, you still need me!"

An Xiaoyue said seriously: "Before I got married, I promised your parents that I would take good care of you. If I get divorced, I can't explain to your parents."

Gong Yumo suddenly chuckled, "That's it?"

He couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, what was he expecting just now?

Do you expect her to say, Gong Yumo, I don't want to divorce you because I can't live without you?
How funny.

"Of course, I can ignore the matter between you and Tang Siyin, and don't mention the past." She said generously.

The smiles in the corners of his eyes disappeared, and Gong Yumo put down the bowl and chopsticks.

There was no emotion in his eyes, he said: "An Xiaoyue, I don't see that you are quite generous. This kind of self-sacrificing spirit is really rare."

"That's right, I think so too." An Xiaoyue's heart suddenly felt sour.

She is not generous, she is stingy to death!

When she saw him and Tang Siyin, she wanted to go up and kick him twice, break his legs again, and tear Tang Siyin off again.

But she can't.

She cannot divorce.

As long as you don't get a divorce, what's the point of making compromises?

Gong Yumo saw that she was still smiling stubbornly with the corners of her lips pulled, and a burst of anger ignited in her heart.

He stood up and said coldly: "I will explain to my parents, you don't have to worry about it!"

Before going upstairs, he cast a glance at An Xiaoyue who was still sitting in the dining room, and said indifferently, "Also, An Xiaoyue, as I said, don't worry about my leg anymore!"

With the sound of the study door being closed heavily, the tears in An Xiaoyue's eyes finally couldn't hold back and rolled down.

Looking at the food that was already cold and hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her palm was wet.

It seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't change Gong Yumo's determination to go to Tang Siyin.

Is she really that bad, can't compare to Tang Siyin at all?
People's Hospital ward

Tang Siyin stood in front of the window in hospital clothes to answer the phone, looking in a good mood.

"Are you so sure that Gong Yumo will marry you?" A young man's voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Of course." Tang Siyin looked into the distance and smiled triumphantly, "Because he loves me."

"Don't be too self-righteous, or you'll fall badly." The man on the other end of the phone had an indescribable smile in his voice.

"It seems that I know him better than you?" Tang Siyin sneered.

The man still said calmly: "So what if you understand? The position of the young wife of the Gong family is not An Xiaoyue's. As long as An Xiaoyue doesn't get divorced, you will never be the young wife of the Gong family."

As if irritated by his words, Tang Siyin clenched her phone tightly and said angrily, "Gong Huaiqian, take the seat of your Wannian second child, and don't teach me how to do things! As I said, Gong Yumo must be mine, An Xiao Yue is nothing!"

"Miss Tang, you can afford it, but Uncle Tang can't. I'll wait for the good news." Gong Huaiqian didn't pay attention to her words, but hung up the phone with a smile.

Tang Siyin held the phone and sneered. She was the eldest lady of the Tang family. She was born a famous lady with a prominent family background, and she and Gong Yumo were childhood sweethearts.

What can she not have?

The only person who can match Gong Yumo is her.

She must let Gong Yumo divorce An Xiaoyue as soon as possible!

The position of the young lady of the Gong family can only be hers!
Inside Fortune Mansion

The scene of the second female lead holding the female lead in the pool was playing on the TV.

An Xiaoyue held the remote control tightly in her hand, her teeth itching with hatred, wishing she could rush into the TV and replace the heroine to give the second female two big slaps!

"I'm so mad! You fought back!" She thumped the remote control on the sofa with a look of resentment.

Suddenly, a message flashed on the phone, from an unfamiliar number.

[Xiaoyue, I'm Siyin, can I see you? 】