On our wedding night, my husband changed!

"What's your business?"

Bairan:......

Well, Master Pluto likes to quarrel with people. This is something that the entire Three Realms and Six Paths know, but Bai Ran is really unwilling to miss the opportunity to watch a good show.

"Tell me, if she is really... someone who can use the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

Pluto paused... and did not answer.

"There has been peace in the Three Realms and Six Paths for tens of thousands of years. If anyone knew that there was a successor to the Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress, they would be anxious to death, especially that person... his rights and status would be threatened, right? Will thousands of people be brought in by then? Are you going to chase a murderer’s little girl with thousands of troops?”

"None of my business."

Bairan:......

Well, Bai Ran is convinced by this guy, and he always talks about what is none of your business and mine. No wonder he is the most suitable to be Pluto.

What Hua Sheng didn't expect was that the man arrived at the door and left again. Was he here to see the scenery?

She was worried for a long time, thinking that he was here to fight, and she was even... prepared to fight if necessary.

Anyway, what does she, a mere mortal, have to fear? This is what is called being barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.

It's a pity that he didn't give me a chance and disappeared before he could say anything. It was so strange.

Hua Sheng didn't sleep well all night. He woke up at around five o'clock in the morning and went into the kitchen to make Jiang Liu's favorite seafood porridge.

Chuntao and Ginkgo wanted to help, but Hua Sheng was of no use either.

At [-]:[-], Jiang Liu came down from upstairs, wearing a black shirt and holding a suit jacket in his hand.

Injured wearing a leather belt Patek Philippe global limited edition.

But it was obvious that there was no smile on his face, and even the corners of his eyes were cold.

"Uncle, Miss has prepared seafood porridge." Ginkgo quickly tried to please her.

"Yes, my uncle, I also made your favorite rice rolls." Chuntao also looked at her uncle's face and felt vaguely worried.

"Don't eat."

Jiang Liu took his coat and walked directly to the door. Chuntao and Ginkgo looked at each other and knew that things were not easy to handle.

When Hua Sheng heard the word "Don't Eat", his heart suddenly became cold.

He ran out of the kitchen and said anxiously, "Mr. Jiang, wait a minute."

Jiang Liu paused but did not look back.

This has never happened before. Jiang Liu used to wish he could hold Hua Sheng in his hands and couldn't bear to miss a single thing.

But now... Hua Sheng knew that he must be very angry, must be heartbroken and unforgettable, to be so indifferent.

"Mr. Jiang, I made seafood porridge and rice rolls. They taste very good. You can eat some."

"no need."

After Jiang Liu opened the door and left, Hua Sheng licked his lips, took a deep breath, and then chased out.

It was still cold outside, after all, it wasn't May yet, so she shivered as soon as she went out wearing a thin apron.

"Jiang Liu, I know you are angry."

Hua Sheng's voice was trembling...

Jiang Liu still didn't answer, and tightened his knuckles holding the coat.

"Go back, it's cold outside."

Hua Sheng wanted to cry even more after hearing this. He was obviously so angry, but he still thought about her. He was afraid that she would be cold, and even if he wanted to be indifferent, he could not completely ignore her.

Jiang Liu, how kind you are...you fool.

"Jiang Liu, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... I was wrong."

Hua Sheng pursed her lips. I was wrong about this. I really mustered up a lot of courage to say it. Otherwise, how could someone like her bow her head so easily?

Jiang Liu couldn't explain how he felt. What he wanted... wasn't just a word of apology from her?

"Jiang Liu, please don't be angry, okay? I know I was wrong."

Hua Sheng was like a child, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

Jiang Liu turned his head, looked at Hua Sheng, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"