I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

"Aren't you afraid of getting your clothes dirty?"

"Don't worry, if it gets dirty, just change into another set."

Tsk!

Pride.

"Forget it, if it's dirty, I'll help you wash it."

What she didn't know was that all these high-end suits the man was wearing were sent to a specialized dry cleaner.

Even at home, the maids would wash it very carefully.

He didn't care.

Sitting in front of the cold noodle stall, the man looked very noble, attracting everyone's attention.

Each person gets a bowl of cold noodles.

"Try it, you may not like it."

"Who said that? What if I like it?"

The man always has a warm and doting smile on his face. To outsiders, they look like a young couple who are out shopping, eating, and strolling on the street.

A very normal love process.

Sitting on a small stool, Wen Xiaomei suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at? Huh?"

"Look at your feet, they're on the curb. Be careful, or someone might step on them."

"Are you trying to tell me that a man like me should be sitting in a fancy restaurant, drinking red wine and enjoying delicious food?"

She meant it, but she didn't say it out loud. Can this be seen?

“No matter how expensive the wine is, or how exquisite the food is, it will become tasteless if you don’t enjoy it with the people you love. A bowl of cold noodles is better than a bowl of cold noodles to have a more homely flavor!”

"Hey! Brother Mu, if you keep saying that, I won't bring you here next time!"

She heard the sense of coldness and loneliness in his words, a height that others could never reach in their entire lives, but he just felt that it was lonely at the top, without someone to share and accompany him.

"No, look, this cold noodle is delicious. If it's summer, eating a bowl of it will make you feel so comfortable."

"Haven't you ever had it before?"

He shook his head.

"I have a bad stomach, so I seldom eat cold food."

"Ah?" Wen Xiaomei suddenly felt that he was deliberately accommodating her and wanted to integrate into her life.

Even though he had a bad stomach, he still accompanied her to eat cold noodles from a roadside stall.

"Don't eat anymore. I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"You have a bad stomach and can't eat spicy food. How about this, let's go eat rice rolls, okay?"

"What about this? Wouldn't that be a waste?"

He pointed at the cold noodles in front of him and took a few bites of them.

"No, I have a good appetite, give it all to me!"

After she finished eating, she realized that the man was looking at her with interest.

"Why are you looking at me like that? My parents taught me not to waste food since I was a child. Don't think too much about it."

Her face turned red, and the more she explained, the more she felt something was wrong.

"It's okay, we are a couple anyway."

"Let's go!"

He stood up. There were not many people walking on the pedestrian street at noon. It was lively here at night.

He naturally stretched out his big hand and held her hand.

"Uh?"

What's happening here?

She stopped in her tracks as he held her hand.

"what happened?"

Wen Xiaomei lowered her head and pointed at the two people's hands that were tightly held together.

"Oh, don't think too much. If you want to pretend, you have to act more like one. What couple goes shopping without holding hands?"

Now they are holding hands, will there be more excessive demands in the next step?

Like, kissing or something?

The more I thought about it, the more possible it seemed, and a blush crept up my cheeks.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Aren't you going to take me to eat rice rolls? My stomach is protesting."

She struggled symbolically but failed to break free.

She pouted and said, "Why are you so bossy?"

The man smiled gently: "When acting, you have to be more realistic."

"Playing rogue!"

Facing the man's gentle eyes, her heart was pounding.

After experiencing a failed marriage, the blow and psychological trauma will follow her for the rest of her life.

Even though she vaguely felt that Mu Lingyun had ulterior motives, she would not think about it that way.

This is so unrealistic.

Fortunately, the rice noodle roll shop is not far away and can be reached in just a few steps.

"Why don't you let go?" she protested.

The proprietress obviously knew Wen Xiaomei.

Greeting with a smile: "Xiao Mei is here? Still the same as before?"

"Well, two servings of rice rolls, with more small intestines."

"okay."

The proprietress is a young woman in her thirties. She has been running a rice noodle roll shop with her husband for many years and looks much more mature.

"Hey, is this your husband? He's so handsome, you have good taste!"

Zhou Quan had never accompanied her here before. In the past, it was Shen Mengxue who accompanied her shopping.

"No, no..."

"Boss lady, we haven't gotten married yet. I'm her boyfriend."

"Really?" She put the vermicelli into the pot and cooked it skillfully while looking up at the two of them.

"Not bad, very good, they look like a perfect couple. Xiaomei, you need to keep up the good work!"

The blush that had just faded away crept up her cheeks again.

It's rosy and looks very beautiful.

Mu Lingyun stared at her without blinking.

It was just a very ordinary bowl of rice noodle rolls, and the dining environment was even worse, but Mu Lingyun still enjoyed the meal very much.

In the end, he imitated Wen Xiaomei and drank the soup without any discomfort on his face.

“Is it delicious?”

"Ok!"

"Is it because the rice noodle rolls are delicious, or is it because of what the boss lady said that made you feel good?"

"All."

When paying the bill, Mu Lingyun scanned the code naturally.

The lady boss said, "Come here more often when you have time. I haven't seen you here recently. It turns out you have such a handsome boyfriend."

"no……"

Mu Lingyun smiled and answered: "Thank you, boss lady, we will come over when we are free. Business is booming. We will leave first."

"Xiao Mei, your boyfriend is really good at talking. Next time you come, I'll give you more small intestines!"

Walking out of the rice noodle roll shop.

Wen Xiaomei was a little dazed. It turned out this was what shopping with her boyfriend was like!

Compared to Zhou Quan, she feels like she is truly in love now.

He took her hand with ease, holding her fingers tightly.

Her fingers hung naturally and she couldn't break free.

"Xiao Mei, you've been divorced for more than half a month, right?"

"Ah."

"Have you received the divorce property?"

When crossing the road, the man held her hand and walked on her left.

"If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed. Zhou Quan, that bastard, is definitely not that straightforward."

"So you don't want to give it to you?"

He opened the car door for her like a gentleman.

Walk to the driver's seat and get in the car.

"I don't know. He wanted to appeal at the time, but so much time has passed and there has been no news."

"Do you want me to ask for you?"

"Not for now. Even if we ask him now, he will use the excuse that the deadline has not yet arrived."

"Okay, if you need help, don't hesitate to tell me."

"Ah."

"Shall I take you back to the company?"

"Thank you."

At Dongyu Group, Shen Mengxue had just left when Mu Lingyun drove back. He got out of the car with a smile on his face and a look of joy.

Met Lu Chenyu head on.

"What have you been doing? You're laughing so wantonly!"

"Have it?"

Lu Chenyu looked sideways and looked carefully, "Something is wrong, do you have a woman?"

He didn't care, "Is it weird to have a woman at my age?"

Lu Chenyu suddenly thought, "You wouldn't really do anything to Xiaomei, would you?"

"What do you mean? We are in love with each other, why are you saying such harsh words?"

"No, Lingyun, I'm warning you, Xiaomei is Mengxue's best friend, and she just got divorced, so don't go and harm her."

"Why is it a disaster?"

"are you serious?"

Mu Lingyun walked into the elevator without stopping and pressed the button for the 88th floor.

"Of course, do I look like a playboy to you?"

"No, but Xiaomei just got divorced, and you guys——"