Fake play and real marriage: President, wife is getting divorced again

When we returned to Blue Mountain Villa, it was already dark.

Pei Lichuan sat at the dining table with a dark face, and when he saw Gu Nanzhi coming back, he said coldly, "When did the CEO of Nansheng Group get off work so late?"

Gu Nanzhi was stunned for a while, and replied a little tiredly, "I went to deal with some things today."

"It's about Gu Weiwei's participation in the show. In fact, I..."

She wanted to say that she was actually the blogger.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Pei Lichuan, "I'm not interested in your affairs."

There was a fire in his heart. For the past two days, he ordered the kitchen to cook two flavors of food every day, because of what Gu Nanzhi said that day.

But Gu Nanzhi didn't say anything when he came back late at night, and he didn't even say in advance if he didn't go home for dinner.

Now the food on the table is already cold, and I have long since lost my appetite, and my stomach is still very uncomfortable.

The corners of Gu Nanzhi's lips twitched, and he swallowed back what he was about to say, "Okay, then I'll go up and rest."

She was very tired, and she didn't want to know the source of Pei Lichuan's sudden anger.

Hearing this, Pei Lichuan's eyes tightened, "What's your attitude? I've been waiting for you since seven o'clock, Gu Nanzhi, can't you see anything?"

Now, Gu Nanzhi looked at the untouched food on the table.

So Pei Lichuan was waiting for her to come back for dinner?

Seeing Pei Lichuan's ugly face, he looked like a child who couldn't get candy.

She hadn't seen him in the past three years. Sure enough, the man was a teenager until he died.

Thinking of the past three years, she had been waiting like this, and suddenly she couldn't bear it.

Gu Nanzhi shook his head helplessly, and walked up, "Sorry, I didn't tell you in advance, don't wait for me next time, the food is already cold, I'll go get you a bowl of noodles."

"You haven't tasted my craft yet, I'll show you one today."

Before Pei Lichuan refused, Gu Nanzhi took off his coat and went into the kitchen on his own.

Looking at her back, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across Pei Lichuan's eyes.

This woman just now looked like she was coaxing a child.

But he had never tasted her craft.

Pei Lichuan's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously looked at the kitchen.

Gu Nanzhi put on the apron, and casually pulled up his hair, and the hair occasionally slipped during the movement.

The woman raised her white and slender wrist slightly, and pinned her hair behind her ears.

Gu Nanzhi is beautiful, even if he is wearing an apron and washing his hands and making soup in the kitchen, he still has a different kind of beauty.

It's not like her for a young lady who is so proficient in the kitchen.

Pei Lichuan gradually became distracted.

Until Gu Nanzhi came out with two bowls of noodles and put them in front of him, "Yangchun noodles, I added an extra fried egg for you to eat to warm your stomach at night."

No matter how far their relationship got, the only thing Gu Nanzhi didn't want to do was to hurt Pei Lichuan. Even such a trivial matter seemed to have become a deep-rooted habit.

She moved her portion over and took a bite with her chopsticks.

The hot air from the face rushed to his face, and his originally fair face was slightly blush.

Pei Lichuan wasn't very hungry at first, but seeing how delicious her food was, he took a bite too.

The hot noodles, just the right taste, warm, very comfortable, more delicious than any meal cooked by the chef at home.

He couldn't hold back, took a few more mouthfuls, and soon bottomed out.

Gu Nanzhi smiled, "How is it, does it taste good?"

"It's okay." Pei Lichuan said quietly, unwilling to admit his urge to have another bowl.

Hearing this, Gu Nanzhi curled his lips, as if he had already gotten used to his attitude.

She said to herself: "The biggest dream in the past was to eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles quietly with the person I like."