After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Actually, there was no need to take many things with her, but she thought that she could only live in the house for a year after all.

Sooner or later she will have to move back to her own rental house, and these things will still be useful then.

So after picking everything out, Song Mai resolutely took everything with him.

Chu Xing was very adaptable to the new house.

He helped Song Mai put her things in place, then he took his computer to the study.

Anyway, now that he has a big house, he doesn’t have to sleep in the living room anymore.

Song Mai ignored him and randomly picked a bedroom, put his things in it, tidied up briefly and went to the kitchen.

This was her first meal since moving here, and she wanted to prepare something sumptuous.

She didn't have to worry about rent for about a year, and she had a lot more money.

Song Mai first went to the nearest supermarket and bought a bunch of things to put in the refrigerator. When she entered the door, she saw a small piece of open space next to the wall in the yard. She planned to cultivate a small vegetable plot there in the future so that she could eat vegetables she grew herself.

The man appeared behind her at some point, his eyes fixed on her, as warm as the afterglow of the setting sun.

He didn't know what she was thinking, he just saw her staring at the open space in a daze, with a different expression every now and then, which was lively and interesting.

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Mai was startled by him.

"I'm thinking about how to plan it. I want to develop a vegetable garden here. Do you think it's a good idea?"

The corners of the man's lips slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood.

"it is good."

He has always been a man of few words, and only offers some constructive suggestions at critical moments. At other times, he would not say much even if she asked him.

"Why did you come down?"

Song Mai asked casually while thinking about when to buy some vegetable seeds.

"I'm done. Come down and see if anyone needs help."

Song Mai held up his hands and told him what vegetables he had bought, and asked him if there was anything he wanted to eat.

The man stared at her without blinking. There were a few beads of sweat on the woman's fair forehead, but her eyes were sparkling, as clear as the first ray of sunlight in the morning piercing through the mist, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

That kind of happiness cannot be stopped or concealed, it seems like I am laughing from the bottom of my heart.

She was happy, and he could feel it without having to hear her.

Song Mai tied on the apron she brought from the old house with ease.

Although this house seems to have never been lived in, it is fully equipped.

From large items of furniture to small items like pots, pans, and bowls, there was everything you could think of. It could be said that compared to cooking in such a spacious kitchen, the meals she had made in her old, shabby home when she was a kid could only be considered makeshift.

Song Mai is a good cook. She has been cooking since she was a child when she lived in the Song family. Later, when she moved out, she mostly cooked to save money, which enabled her to develop good cooking skills.

Chu Xing sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the busy figure of the woman through the frosted glass, and suddenly he had an unprecedented feeling in his heart.

It's like a sense of belonging, a feeling of home.

Soon, four dishes were served to the table one by one by Song Mai. Unlike the simple home-cooked meals she usually made, today's dishes looked much better and more refined.

"Taste it."

Song Mai handed him the chopsticks.

Chu Xing had tasted Song Mai's cooking before. Although it was not as good as that of a five-star chef, it also had its own unique flavor.

But today, his taste buds were completely aroused after just one bite of the dish.

"How about it?"

The man picked up another piece of yam with chopsticks and tasted it tenderly.

"pretty good."

Seeing that he was enjoying his meal, Song Mai also sat down and started eating.

It’s just that there is a dream that needs to be realized more urgently than usual.

At the same time, a group of people sneaked to the door of Song Mai's house.

In addition to seven or eight young men dressed like thugs, there were also several burly men holding sticks hiding at the stairs.

Song's mother stood at the door of Song Mai's house with a gloomy face.

Mrs. Song Mai looked worried: "Mom, do you think she will come out if we knock on the door? Will she just ignore us?"

Hearing this, a hint of viciousness appeared on Song's mother's wrinkled face.

"Hmph, damn girl, I don't think she dares! We are fully prepared today. Even if that damn girl is pretending to be dead in there, at worst we can just break the door open and take her and her wild man away!"

As she spoke, she looked at Liu Weiqiang beside her.

One of Liu Weiqiang's arms was still wrapped in a bandage.

Somehow, his injuries have not been getting better since he was injured in the last fight with that wild man.

For this reason, he went to several large hospitals with good reputations, but his injuries were only minor and they still did not heal properly.

This is why this matter has been delayed until now.

Otherwise, how could he bear this?

Even though his injuries were not fully healed, he came.

Originally, he just wanted to take that bastard Song Mai away, but after what happened last time, he changed his mind. He must teach that pretty boy a lesson and avenge himself!

"Weiqiang, do you think you are sure this time?"

Mother Song asked cautiously.

Liu Weiqiang snorted coldly, and a bit of ferocity appeared in his triangular eyes.

He raised his hand and pointed at the person behind him:

"Look at who I brought with me this time. They are all my lifelong brothers who have followed me for many years and are willing to fight and die. Which one of them doesn't have blood on their hands? My brothers took care of that pretty boy in just a few moves. I'm just afraid that someone might get killed."

When Mrs. Song Mai heard this, her face turned pale and she silently took a few steps back, moving a little further away from the people brought by Liu Weiqiang.

"It's better to be more restrained. Beating someone up is nothing, but if someone is killed, it's not worth it."

She was very scared. After all, she just wanted the five hundred thousand and didn't care about anything else.

But if someone really dies, then things will be troublesome.

At that time, it won't be a matter of whether she wants to get involved or not, but the police will come to her house to do the job.

Liu Weiqiang, however, was dismissive.

"So what? Did you see that pretty boy marry Song Mai and have a wedding? Do they have any family or friends? Maybe he's an orphan. So what if I beat him to death? I just have to deal with it cleanly when the time comes so no one will find out."

Song's mother was shaking with fear. She didn't want to be involved in a murder case.

"Wei, Wei Qiang, just beat him up to vent your anger. The most important thing for us is divorce. As long as the divorce procedures are completed, Song Mai will be your wife in the future. If you don't think about yourself, think about the two of you. If something really happens, how will you two live..."

Liu Weiqiang was too lazy to listen to Song's mother's nagging and pushed her away.

"You knock on your door, I will know my limits!"

Mother Song staggered twice and knocked on the door with trembling hands.