Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Shen Yuguan seldom went back to this villa except during the febrile period. Maybe he was there, or maybe it was too far away from the company. He also waited for several days before Shen Yuguan came back.

As for eating at the same table with Shen Yuguan, there are very few of them, so he didn't expect Shen Yuguan to stay.

But at the moment when he was about to close the door, Shen Yuguan said hello, and the ethereal hello made Song Qing wonder if he had hallucinations and misheard.

Well, let's pretend that the husband wants to stay, Song Qing doesn't want to get too entangled.

Since that incident, Song Qing didn't like to live with others under the same roof, so there was no one else in this huge villa except for the aunt who came to clean it regularly.

He went downstairs to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator with familiar movements. There were all kinds of ingredients, and the whole refrigerator was stuffed to the brim, all bought by his aunt every now and then.

Mr. likes sweet food, so let's stew some braised pork. He took the fresh pork belly out of the refrigerator.

Song Qing skillfully started to cut the meat and prepare the spices. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth. If the people of the Song family saw it, they would be shocked.

After all, who doesn't know that the young son of the Song family is arrogant and unruly, how could he be a master with ten fingers dipping in the spring water.

But the long time has taught him to find something to do from loneliness, and cooking is the best thing to kill time.

He was halfway through cooking when the cell phone next to him rang. The long ringtone was a piece of piano music, his favorite piece.

He wiped off the water on his hands, and before picking up the phone, he glanced at the notes, and deliberately kept the phone away from his ears. Sure enough, the moment he connected, the roaring voice of the woman on the phone shook his hands. shake.

"Song Qing, are you out of your mind? You want to divorce Shen Yuguan?"

The woman's original voice was noble and melodious, but at this moment because she was too surprised, it was no longer noble and melodious, leaving only a ferocious voice.

Song Qing waited until the repeated voice over there stopped, and then said softly: "Well, I have already given... Shen Yu a look at the divorce agreement first."

In front of outsiders, he still called Shen Yuguan by his real name.

The woman said without doubt, "Now, go and apologize to Shen Yuguan immediately, and get back the divorce agreement."

Song Qing knew when he sent the news to the family group that they would not agree, but he didn't want to care about it anymore, "Shen Yuguan also agreed."

The woman calmed down a bit, as if she was sure of winning, "So what if you agree? As long as you don't have the operation, you will never get divorced!"

Song Qing expected the woman to say this, so he lied without changing his expression, "I've already finished the operation."

The woman pondered for a long time before she said slowly, "Do you really want to take revenge on us like this?"

revenge?He just wanted to end a marriage that didn't deserve the name.

"Mom," Song Qing called out politely, "I hope you can respect my choice."

The woman seemed to hate Song Qing very much. When she heard the word mother, she immediately had a fit and said in disgust, "Don't call me mother, I sound disgusting."

Song Qing sighed wearily, and changed her address, "Mrs. Song, my divorce with Shen Yuguan is a final matter, and it cannot be changed."

"Song Qing, you are such a bastard, you are worthy of being born by that stinky bitch." The woman had never said such vulgar words to other people, but she was proficient with Song Qing, and she opened her mouth.

Well, this time I just called him a bastard, which sounds much better than last time.

"Well, Mrs. Song, do you have anything else to do?" Song Qing looked at the casserole that was emitting faint white gas and a strong sweet and meaty aroma, and was a little reluctant to continue the conversation. Let's cook."

The woman was angry at Song Qing's soft and hard attitude, but her words were like fists hitting soft cotton, without making a sound, and she could only say harshly in the end: "If you and Shen Yu watch Divorced, how sad your life will be, you may not know it yet."

Hang up the phone with a bang.

For the woman's threat, Song Qing's left ear went in and out of the right ear, and it disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

He slightly pulled the corners of his stiff mouth, and sighed inaudibly.

"What could be more sad than that?"

When Shen Yuguan was busy with the business at hand, Song Qing had just finished cooking, so she didn't even have time to take off her apron.

Shen Yuguan sat at the dining table, looking at Song Qing's back, a little lost in thought, his waist circled by the apron belt was so thin that he couldn't handle it.

Song Qing in his memory shouldn't be so thin.

It should have just the right amount of muscles, and it should be as agile as a little leopard. It shouldn't be this man in an apron exuding peace all over his body.

It's true that he hasn't looked at Song Qing for a long time, but what does it matter, this person will disappear from his life forever in the near future, so he really has no right to waste his gaze.

After thinking about it, he withdrew his gaze and turned to the dining table.

The braised pork wrapped in rich and sweet aroma absorbs the charm of rock sugar, and the brown sugar juice is hung. The fried tomato fish like squirrel fruit is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. There is also a sweet soup at the end. The fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus floats on the thick and thick soup noodles, and the round glutinous rice balls sink in it, which is very gratifying.

The three dishes and one soup are simple but highly culinary.

He didn't expect Song Qing to have such good cooking skills, "Have you learned it before?"

After washing his hands, Song Qing sat at the farthest place from Shenyu Temple. He picked up a piece of lettuce with his chopsticks and chewed it slowly. After swallowing, he put down his chopsticks and replied, "I have nothing to do, I learned from the video." He asked cautiously again, "Sir, do you want a drink?"

He remembered that Shen Yuguan liked drinking very much, so he had prepared a lot of good wine in the villa, but Shen Yuguan had never had a meal with him here, so the wine naturally had no chance to come out to breathe.

Shen Yuguan refused, "I want to drive."

That's right, before the febrile period, Shenyu Temple will not stay here overnight.

Song Qing nodded, and began to eat quietly. He was quite satisfied with his cooking skills today. He didn't like sweets, so he even picked up a few pieces of braised pork.

Taking advantage of Shen Yu's unpreparedness, he quietly raised his eyes to look at him. There was not much expression on Shen Yu's face, only the smile that habitually hung on his lips. He usually felt that this smile was very false, but it was rare today. Bring a little real.

It seems that Shen Yuguan is also satisfied with his cooking skills.

"The day after tomorrow is grandpa's birthday, I'll pick you up." Maybe it's because of Song Qing's sense of humor, or maybe it's because the meal won Shen Yuguan's favor, and he was willing to come here to pick Song Qing back to his home together for the first time.

Few of Shen Yuguan's family liked Song Qing, but his grandfather felt sorry for Song Qing.

One year for grandpa's birthday, Shen Yuguan didn't take Song Qing back, and the angry old man chased and beat Shen Yuguan all over the yard with a cane, cursing, "Why didn't granddaughter-in-law come, did you bully him like a bastard! "

"Such a good daughter-in-law was bullied by you and ran away, you just wait to cry to death!"

"You don't have to come in the future, but the granddaughter-in-law must come!"

It was a long time later that I overheard Shen Yuguan's younger sister mentioning it. Song Qing laughed out loud at the time. He couldn't have imagined that Shen Yuguan, who was like a robot with a fake smile and the most demeanor, would be dismissed. What should the old man look like chasing him.

It was also because of this that Shen Yuguan dared not bring Song Qing back.

Song Qing was a little taken aback, and then responded flattered, "Okay, I've prepared grandpa's gift too."

Grandpa is also the only warmth Song Qing gets in Shen's house.

Apart from Shen Yuguan's birthday, grandpa's birthday present is what he cares most about.

Shen Yuguan knew that Song Qing respected and loved the old man, and the birthday gifts were never the same every year. One year Song Qing knew that the old man liked to drink Dahongpao tea from Lingyi Mountain the most. After staying for one night, before dawn the next day, he went to the tea mountain and picked morning tea, so he was a little curious, "What have you prepared for this year?"

Song Qing bowed her head in embarrassment and chuckled, "I made a walking stick for Grandpa."

A crutch is not a simple thing. To make it seriously, the procedure is cumbersome and the process is complicated. It took Song Qing half a month to work on such a stick.

Shen Yuguan took a sip of the soup and said sincerely, "Sometimes you are more like his grandson than me."

It's hard for Song Qing to think about it. In the future, grandpa will beat Shen Yuguan with a cane, as if he was hitting him. It's pretty beautiful to think about it.

Of course Song Qing didn't dare to express his thoughts, he thought of the old man's amiable face, and said seriously, "Grandpa treats me well."

Shen Yuguan laughed without malice: "Indeed," he warned again, "Don't tell grandpa about the divorce in advance."

The old man loves Song Qing very much, and if he finds out about the divorce, he will probably be furious. Anyway, Song Qing only returns to her family two or three times a year, so let's hide it from the past and slowly pave the way for grandpa.

"Okay, sir."