My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

Jiang Wan's eyes fluttered slightly, "Why are you asking this? I didn't write that song. Of course, it's possible that someone else could sing it."

The temptation in Fu Yan's eyes remained unchanged.

The dim oil lamp was flickering, and there was sleep-inducing incense lit in the room.

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan and said, "I asked someone to look for that piece of music, but it was never found on any sheet music.

I haven't found out where it came from, and no one has ever heard of it. If you didn't write that song, then who wrote it, and why, after all these years, only you and Su Liqing know about it?"

Jiang Wan coughed, twirling the plum in his hand, looking away, "Well, you know, I always like to read rare books, right? I read that song by accident, and there are few people in the world who read that book, so it's normal that no one knows about it. It seems that Su Liqing and I are quite predestined. We happened to read the same book, and we both learned to sing it, don't you think?"

Jiang Wan looked at him, with a hint of carefulness in her eyes that she herself didn't even notice.

Fu Yan lowered his head and said, "What you said is not impossible."

Fu Yan lowered his head and let out a self-deprecating laugh. Jiang Wan was unwilling to tell him the reason, so what else could he do?

"Okay, I've finished what I wanted to say today. You've been so busy lately, and you finally got home early today, so don't worry so much."

Jiang Wan didn't receive a reply for a long time.

Looking at Fu Yan, his gaze was exposed nakedly in front of Jiang Wan, and she murmured: "Why are you looking at me?"

Jiang Wan stood up and prepared to go to bed.

Fu Yan followed closely behind her.

"You're acting weird today." Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan, who was still hesitating under the bed and was unwilling to come up.

"I..." Fu Yan shook his head gently. He felt empty inside and didn't know what was going on.

Fu Yan still said nothing.

His stomach spoke for him.

Jiang Wan heard a cooing sound.

Forehead......

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan's stomach, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Wan was still a little confused. Fu Yan was actually so hungry that his stomach growled.

Fu Yan thought back to his day. He wanted to finish his official duties early and come back to accompany Jiang Wan in the afternoon, so he didn't eat breakfast. He also had a casual lunch and didn't eat anything.

When I came back in the evening, I dealt with so many things and didn't eat a single bite of food. Now my stomach is growling with hunger.

But why did he call out right in front of Jiang Wan instead of earlier or later...

Fu Yan held his stomach and said slowly: "I'm not hungry."

Jiang Wan laughed out loud: "Master Fu, your stomach is growling with hunger, are you okay?"

Jiang Wan had been lying down, but after hearing Fu Yan's words, he propped himself up on his elbows and looked at Fu Yan, "Then Sir Fu, tell me, what does it take for you to be hungry?"

Fu Yan forced a smile: "I'm really fine, maybe I ate less tonight, so..."

Jiang Wan's eyes and eyebrows looked even gentler under the light.

Fu Yan looked at her eyebrows and eyes, his pupils were very focused, as if he was nostalgic for the last moment of tenderness between heaven and earth.

The two of them were like an ordinary couple. When the husband came home late, the wife would care about him.

Jiang Wan glanced at Fu Yan and said, "Please don't tell me that you were so hungry that you didn't eat dinner at all, right?"

Fu Yan shook his head. "No, I ate, but I didn't eat enough today."

"Oh, then tell me what you ate today?"

Jiang Wan knew from the look on his face that he definitely had nothing to eat.

Seeing that he was in a hurry to explain, he was either anxious or lying.

How could Fu Yan be worried about not having eaten? He must be lying. Why would he lie?

Jiang Wan suddenly remembered that when he came back today, Sui Lin said that the person who delivered the meal had not arrived yet.

Sui Lin went out with Fu Yan today.

In other words, if Sui Lin came back, Fu Yan must have come back as well.

So, according to the time Fu Yan usually comes back, Fu Yan should not have returned by the time the meal delivery person had delivered the meal.

How did he know that the food delivery guy didn't come?

There is only one explanation, that is, Fu Yan not only came back early today, but also came back in the afternoon.

He had not eaten and had been staying in the house the whole time, so he knew that the food delivery guy had not come to deliver the meal today.

Then why did he say that he had eaten?

"You didn't eat..."

Fu Yan's eyebrows twitched, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids drooped.

Fu Yan's performance was exactly as Jiang Wan expected.

Jiang Wan frowned. Who was he pretending to be so pitiful for?

Do you want to cook for him yourself?

Fu Yan didn't know that he looked pitiful in Jiang Wan's eyes.

He just felt that he was discovered by Jiang Wan so quickly.

A little discouraging.

Did he want him to say that he had been waiting for her at home for the entire afternoon and hadn't eaten until dark?

Or did he skip his job just to see Jiang Wan in the afternoon?

He couldn't say any of this.

That's why I kept telling Jiang Wan that I had eaten.

Barely maintaining his pitiful little self-esteem.

"I really haven't eaten yet. Why don't you just tell me? Even though it was late just now, there must be food outside. At this time, there is no food outside."

"It's fine."

"You don't need to eat?" Jiang Wan sneered.

"It's too late." Fu Yan lowered his head.

Jiang Wan looked at him and sighed.

Fu Yan's methods seem to be getting more and more sophisticated, and he has even learned to act pitiful.

Especially with his face...

Jiang Wan, considering that he had paid for all her meals over the past few days, reluctantly took out the pastries she had bought.

"That's all. I wanted to eat it tomorrow morning. You can eat it now. Then tomorrow morning before I wake up, you must buy the pastries and put them on my table. Do you understand?"

Jiang Wan took the plate in his hand and placed it on the table.

Fu Yan looked at her plate of pastries.

"Save it for your morning meal."

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan and smiled, "Why are you pretending? Your belly is exposed, but you're still being stubborn. You're the toughest person in my body."

Fu Yan: "......"

Jiang Wan: "Ah..."

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan and lowered his eyes.

Jiang Wan also realized that what he had just said seemed to be a little ambiguous.

However, she really didn't think of this when she said it.

She just said a few random words.

The air between the two of them suddenly seemed to stagnate.

Jiang Wan coughed and said, "Eat quickly!"

She patted Fu Yan's shoulder.

He stood up and returned to the couch.