Abandoned after first marriage due to infertility, married into a wealthy family and had two childre

"stop looking."

Gu Wenrui reached for the phone, but Bai Xiaowei dodged for a moment, but Gu Wenrui took the phone away.

She didn't pay attention, turned and walked towards the stairs, ready to go upstairs to get her mobile phone.

Although the loft apartment she lives in is not large, it has everything you need.

Gu Wenrui glanced around and found that it had only been a day and the place was much more popular than when he first arrived.

His eyes stayed on the kitchen utensils, and Gu Wenrui thought it might be because there were too many pots and pans.

"Hello? Boss, I'm sorry. I took medicine last night and fell asleep deeply. I didn't hear the phone ring. I caused you trouble..."

Gu Wenrui heard Bai Xiaowei's voice coming from upstairs. He walked to the small coffee table and sat down, waiting for her quietly.

Bai Xiaowei called Chen Shuyao, Xia Xiaozhi, and Zhao Jian one by one, and finally called Wang Ziyu. She solemnly expressed her gratitude to her and made the little girl say "no thank you" in a hurry and incoherently.

After hanging up the phone, she wanted to open Weibo and read the comments on Dou Dou, but found that these software were not downloaded on her phone, so she gave up. They were scolding her anyway, so she didn't care.

But, who is this poetic person who claims to be from County A? Why do others accuse her of bending the law for personal gain, taking advantage of others, etc., but he/she accuses her of having a chaotic private life?

Although she had just glanced at it briefly, Bai Xiaowei noticed that the comments from Shiqinghuayi came within an hour of the report video being posted.

In such a short period of time, other netizens are still shocked or indignant because of the content of Xie Shuhui's reporting video, but this poetic and picturesque way of finding a new way to deliberately introduce the topic to her private life?

Sure enough, in subsequent comments, whenever anyone stood up to speak for Bai Xiaowei and listed her past deeds and cases she had handled, they would be attacked by keyboard warriors on the grounds that her private life was chaotic, and by extension her bad conduct and past history. His deeds are all just for show and so on.

Who is this poetic figure? Why do you have so much ill will towards her?

If I were to make a bold guess, maybe this poetic figure is by her side and has a grudge against her?

The scope of the target is too large. After all, she has been on the front line of handling cases all year round, and has been threatened not once or twice. She has never been afraid, and she will do whatever she wants...

Bai Xiaowei thought as she went downstairs. As soon as she got downstairs, she saw Gu Wenrui sitting on the small sofa next to the coffee table. The black mobile phone was spinning rapidly on his white fingertips. It was really beautiful.

He sat leisurely, as casually as if he were at home.

The sofa was small and low, and the height did not reach his calves. It made his legs more slender and straight, with excellent proportions. Going up his slender legs...well...

Bai Xiaowei quickly looked away and looked at Gu Wenrui: "Why are you still here?"

Gu Wenrui choked: "..."

Yes, it is said that his mission has been completed and the words that should be conveyed have been conveyed. Why didn't he leave immediately?

What is he waiting for?

Gu Sanshao, who had no reasonable explanation for his strange behavior, was unusually embarrassed.

"Hey, you see what I'm asking, I'm sorry," Bai Xiaowei hit her head and looked regretful, "You haven't had breakfast yet. I'm going to make something to eat. If you don't mind, let's eat some together."

She is not stupid, nor is she ignorant of the world. Since Gu Wenrui left before finishing delivering the letter, he certainly had his reasons. Doesn't she mean to drive people away by saying this?

Xiao Gu stayed up early all morning and rushed over to tell her the news. Is this what she did to her? !

"No need." Gu Wenrui stood up and strode out without even looking at Bai Xiaowei.

"Hey -" Bai Xiaowei stretched out her hand to stop him, "What? Do you think my skills are not good?"

She looked at Gu Wenrui, whose face had returned to a cold expression: "My cooking is delicious, you really don't want to try it?"

Seeing that Gu Wenrui didn't answer, she put down her blocking arm and looked sad: "Hey, go ahead. Some people in the comments said that my private life is messy. It's better not to get involved with me at such a sensitive time. It'll save you money." It was affected by the message."

After saying that, she stopped looking at Wen Rui's expression and turned towards the kitchen.

It is said to be a kitchen, but it is actually a place with a vegetable sink. There is no gas in the apartment, so you can only use electricity for cooking, and it is open. Nowadays, it is called an open kitchen. Bai Xiaowei has always disliked this design. Every time she cooks, the whole house is always filled with oil fumes.

Gu Wenrui paused as he walked out. He could tell at a glance that Bai Xiaowei's sadness was an act.

But at the same time, he knew that Bai Xiaowei's strength was also an act.

As a human being, we will not remain indifferent to inexplicable and sudden slander.

Don't say anything about not being able to master cultivation. That's because things didn't happen to you. Of course, you can stand aside and make sarcastic remarks and educate others to strengthen their xinxing.

Again, if the knife doesn't cut into your own flesh, you won't feel pain. There is nothing in this world that feels the same way.

Sighing, Gu Wenrui returned to the low and simple sofa to nest in - this broken sofa, for him, could really only be used as a "nest" rather than a place to sit.

He was bored and watched Bai Xiaowei wearing an apron and busy, she was skillfully washing vegetables, chopping vegetables, washing rice and making porridge...

Soon, hot meals were served on the table.

Bai Xiaowei invited Gu Wenrui to come and sit at the dining table and told him that if it wasn't enough, there would be more in the pot.

Then the two stopped talking and each ate his own food.

Gu Wenrui looked at the millet porridge, fried wheat, shredded potatoes, and two fat white steamed buns placed in front of him, and for some reason, he felt filled.

An ordinary meal is far different from the Gu family's breakfast. No matter in terms of style, variety, color, nutrition, etc., they are incomparable.

But it made him want to taste it.

"I haven't had time to buy eggs, so you just have to make do with them, oh by the way."

Bai Xiaowei stood up, took out a large glass bottle from the refrigerator, used chopsticks to pick out some strips and put them in a small bowl. She put the glass bottle back into the refrigerator and placed the small bowl in front of Gu Wenrui.

"The radish strips I pickled myself are crispy and delicious. They go perfectly with millet porridge. You can try them."

At this moment, Bai Xiaowei seemed to have forgotten all her unhappiness and simply wanted to show off her skills.

Gu Wenrui was infected by her emotions and nodded: "Okay."

He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a crisp pickled radish, and took a bite.

As soon as he took it into his mouth, a spicy, sweet and sour taste filled his mouth, making him frown in discomfort.

Bai Xiaowei watched his words and hurriedly picked up the steamed bun, broke it in half and handed it to him: "Just eat it with the steamed bun."

Gu Wenrui took the steamed bun and took a bite to neutralize the hot, sour and sweet taste in his mouth.

It's not delicious at all, he commented silently in his mind, but it's quite crispy.

"After dinner, come with me to the detention center." Bai Xiaowei also started to eat.

Gu Wenrui chewed for a moment: "At this time, personal heroism is a fool."