She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

The man sat up and looked down at Shang Manyue who was sleeping on the ground. The street lamp outside let in some light, just enough to see her sleeping face.

I don't know what kind of dream I am having, my eyebrows are stretched, and the corners of my lips are raised.

Huo Jingbo clenched his hands tightly, and veins appeared on the back of his hands. For whom did he come to such a remote place and suffer such a crime?

Damn woman, she really doesn’t care about him!

The anger and worry in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He raised his foot and kicked her quilt unceremoniously, "Get up!"

Perhaps he had returned to a familiar and safe environment. At this time, Shang Manyue's consciousness was blurred and he did not hear his voice at all.

Seeing that she had no reaction, Huo Jingbo smiled angrily. He got out of bed, held Shang Manyue's shoulders with both hands, lifted her up, and shook her: "Shang Manyue, stop pretending to be asleep!"

Shang Manyue slowly opened her eyes. At first, her eyes were still confused. After a few seconds, she saw the man's cold face that could freeze someone to death. Her body shivered unconsciously, and her consciousness quickly returned.

She was used to getting out of bed a little angry. She tolerated Huo Jingbo before because of love, but now she wanted to beat him to death.

"Huo Jingbo, are you sick?" Shang Manyue glared at him, not hiding her displeasure at all.

Huo Jingbo's face was even worse than hers. He raised his thin lips and uttered a few words, "I'm hungry. Make me something to eat."

He was not looking for trouble this time. After the meeting in the morning, he went straight to catch a plane. He was not used to eating airplane food and never ate it. He didn't eat dinner. He only ate the morning business meeting breakfast and a glass of wine all day long. Tea.

Before, he was busy with work, had irregular meals, and always had an upset stomach. After getting married, in order to be a good wife and mother, Shang Manyue tried to show in front of him that he was extremely attentive to his meals.

When he is at home, she will eat with him. When he is at work, she will either deliver love meals herself, or call or send him WeChat messages at regular times to remind him to eat.

Even if he ignores and ignores him, she will let Yang Ge convey the message, like an old lady who takes care of everything.

As a result, his three meals gradually became regular, and his stomach trouble may not have occurred for a long time. Now, the long-lost discomfort came to him, and his lips turned slightly white.

In the dark, Shang Manyue didn't notice his expression. She just thought his arrogance was ridiculous.

I called him to eat during dinner, but he refused to eat. Now he is hungry and has to order someone else.

It’s really just pure illness!

"Mr. Huo, if you're hungry, just order takeout. Do you have a mobile phone? Can you use it if you're hungry? Please learn to walk independently and be self-reliant!"

Shang Manyue pushed him away unceremoniously and fell back into her warm bed.

Huo Jingbo was extremely irritated by her attitude. If it had been before, she would have noticed that he was uncomfortable.

He put his hand on his stomach and spoke coldly.

"Shang Manyue, I don't want takeout. It's your choice whether you get up and cook it for me or bother Sister Wu."

After saying this, he stood up and walked towards the door without waiting for Shang Manyue to react.

If he goes to call Sister Wu, that will definitely alarm grandma. How could Shang Manyue not know Sima Zhao's heart?

She took a few deep breaths, sat up, stared at Huo Jingbo's back, and almost gritted her teeth and said, "I'll do it for you!"

The man's hand was already on the armrest, and he was about to unscrew the door. His movements stopped, and the corners of his lips raised in a successful arc.

Then the next second, I heard the woman's voice behind me again, "Ten thousand for a meal."

Huo Jingbo almost thought he heard wrong. He turned around to look at her and sneered uncontrollably, "Shang Manyue, are you crazy about money? Do you think your crappy skills are worth this money?"

"Why isn't it worth it? Since you insist on letting me do it, I have the right to set the price. I want 10,000, but you don't have to buy it. If you think it's not worth it, then I'll order takeout for you. I've done my best to be benevolent. "

Shang Manyue really picked up his phone, clicked on the app, and scrolled through the page with his fingers, preparing to order him his least favorite messy roadside barbecue.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Huo Jingbo's forehead, and his patience completely disappeared. He walked over with long legs, took away her mobile phone, threw it on the bed, and picked her up with his other hand, "Ten thousand is ten thousand, I see. What kind of delicacies can you make?"

...

Shang Manyue tinkered in the kitchen for a while, and under the man's gaze, she came out with a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of him.

Huo Jingbo glanced at it, it was the kind of clear soup noodles that were boiled in hot water and taken out.

Although he didn't expect Shang Manyue to cook a meal worth ten thousand yuan, he still laughed at her perfunctory manner.

He pushed away the bowl of noodles with great disgust, stared at Shang Manyue who sat down opposite him with his dark eyes, and asked: "You don't even put an egg or vegetable leaves, Shang Manyue, where do you have the nerve to shout out the price of 10,000? "

"You plan to make a fortune through fraud after the divorce, right?"

Shang Manyue: "..."

She silently said something for the sake of money before replying: "Mr. Huo, it would be nice to have some noodles. This is leftover from dinner. I originally planned to feed the pigs tomorrow."

In fact, it was freshly made, but who made him hesitate?

Huo Jingbo couldn't believe it. Not only was it not freshly made, but it was also left over to be fed to pigs?

"Shang Manyue, you want me to eat pig food?"

The dignified prince of the Huo family, president of the Huo family, the youngest rich man on the Forbes list, has always been a star among the stars. Who dares to let him be treated like this?

Shang Manyue didn't panic at all and spread his hands, "That's it. You can eat it if you like. I don't have to earn your ten thousand yuan."

After saying this, she stood up, picked up the bowl of noodles, and headed back to the kitchen.

Her wrist was suddenly clasped, and she turned around. The man said coldly: "Did I say I won't eat? Put it down."

Shang Manyue raised his eyebrows, "Give me the money first."

"..."

"Otherwise I'm afraid you'll default on your debt."

Huo Jingbo angrily took out his phone and tapped the screen quickly with his slender fingers, and then a message indicating that the transfer was successful appeared on the page.

He handed the screen to Shang Manyue and gritted his teeth: "Are you satisfied?"

Shang Manyue immediately beamed with joy, put the bowl of noodles back in front of him, and said very solicitously: "Master, please have a meal."

Huo Jingbo glanced at her before picking up the chopsticks, picking up the noodles and putting them into his mouth.

He took a small taste first. Normally he wouldn't even appreciate such bland noodles, but he didn't put down his chopsticks and continued to take another bite.

Shang Manyue was bored. She didn't bring her cell phone out just now, and she had to wait for him in case grandma and Sister Wu got up at night and saw her. She propped her chin and stared at the man in front of her unconsciously.

At this sight, she suddenly froze.

Huo Jingbo's daily behavior is extremely elegant and pleasing to the eye, and his etiquette is always engraved in his bones.

No matter how hungry she is, she always takes her time. After three years of marriage and having had so many meals with him, there was no exception.

However, at this moment, he was actually devouring...