Marrying a Legal Titan for the Second Time, My Ex-Husband Dies Alone

Meng Sheng and Shang Bo Yu have been in love for three years and married for three years. They were inseparable, and he loved her dearly, treating her with warmth and gentleness.

Until one da...

Chapter 130 His Warmth Ceremony

Around 5:30 in the evening, dusk fell, and the afterglow and dark blue in the sky were completely separated.

Meng Sheng was wearing an apron and preparing ingredients for dinner in the kitchen.

Just after washing the vegetables, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Meng Sheng took a tissue and wiped his hands, still wondering who the person outside might be. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the man in the video on the wall.

Pei Sui?

She was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

The doorbell rang again.

She came to her senses and quickly reached out to open the door.

But she was caught off guard and ran into his deep and cold eyes.

Pei Sui's eyes stayed on her face for a few seconds.

After two days, her complexion seemed to be better.

He shifted his gaze slightly, glanced at her apron, and said in a clear voice with a rising tone, "Are you cooking?"

"Well, I don't really want to order takeout, and I'm bored, so I'm just killing time at home."

Meng Sheng smiled awkwardly, and then noticed that he was holding two potted plants in his hands, "You also grow flowers?"

Pei Sui looked calm and raised the potted plant in his hand, "I'm not going to raise it. This is a gift for you to warm your home."

"What?"

For a moment, Meng Sheng felt like he might have heard it wrong.

There was surprise in her eyes, "Wen Ju?"

This house is indeed a new one for her, but for now, she hasn’t officially moved in yet and is just staying there temporarily.

She also didn't expect to suddenly receive a warm-hearted gift from Pei Sui.

"Um."

Pei Sui only uttered a single word without saying much.

Meng Sheng opened his mouth, met his gaze again, and reached out to take the potted plant.

It’s not heavy.

The two potted plants are of the same variety, with trumpet-shaped or oval petals, white with pink, and a very light and elegant fragrance.

"What kind of flower is this?"

"Cuckoo."

There wasn't much work at the law firm today, so I finished early. On the way back, I saw a lot of these potted plants outside a flower shop.

He thought it was pretty at first glance, and thinking that Meng Sheng lived in the Zuo'an Courtyard, should he buy some warm-home gifts for him?

It’s not appropriate to give something too expensive, and Meng Sheng won’t accept it, but this potted plant is quite suitable.

It was hard for him, a man who had never given a warm-house gift or a gift to a girl, to hesitate for a long time in the car.

Meng Sheng didn't notice the emotion that flashed across his eyes.

She didn't know much about these plants, but since they were sent to her and were just potted plants, there was no need for her to refuse, so she smiled and thanked them.

Then I remembered to ask, "How do I grow this flower? Does it need watering or nutrient solution every day?"

How to raise it?

This question stumped Pei Sui.

He forgot to ask the boss when he bought it.

He pursed his lips, thought for a moment and said, "I'll go ask for you tomorrow."

"Um...Okay."

Meng Sheng nodded. To avoid further embarrassment, she politely invited him, "Come in and sit for a while. I'm cooking. If you don't mind, you can..."

There is no reason for her to accept a gift and then drive the person away.

Pei Sui did not refuse and nodded gently, "Okay."

Meng Sheng stepped aside to let him in, "No need to change shoes... I don't have any extra shoes, just come in like this."

Although the 15th floor and the 11th floor are on different floors, the overall layout is the same.

In terms of decoration, Pei Sui's house style tends to be in cool black, white and gray, while Meng Sheng's house style is much warmer.

Pei Sui didn't look at him too much. After he sat down in the living room, Meng Sheng poured him a glass of water and asked him to sit down first while he went to the kitchen to deal with the problem.

When she was shopping for vegetables in the morning, she bought enough for two days.

But her cooking skills are really hard to come by.

After being with Shang Boyu for so many years, she rarely had the chance to cook.

Simple dishes are not difficult for her. They are not that delicious, but they are fine for her to eat.

After more than forty minutes, she prepared three simple dishes and one soup.

When the food was served, she glanced at the man sitting in the living room playing with his phone, cleared her throat, and called out, "Pei Lu, come and eat."

Upon hearing this, Pei Sui immediately put away his phone and walked over. He looked at the food on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Where do I wash my hands?”

"Both the kitchen and the bathroom are fine."

Pei Sui nodded and walked into the kitchen. The cooking table must have been cleaned up. It was tidy and the bottles and jars of seasonings were neatly arranged.

He washed his hands, came out, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Meng Sheng decided to give him a heads-up first, "My cooking skills are not that good, I'm sorry to have to trouble you, Pei Lu."

"fine."

Pei Sui is not a picky eater. Except for the ones he is allergic to, he can eat almost anything else.

He picked up the chopsticks and tasted the dish under Meng Sheng's nervous and slightly expectant eyes.

How to say it?

No weird taste.

Well...that's fine too.

He didn't pause and continued to take the second bite.

Seeing this, Meng Sheng's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, slowly fell back into his stomach, and he tasted it as well.

Not bad, not bad.

Not too bad.

It's not shameful.

After dinner, Meng Sheng went back to the kitchen to wash some dishes. When he came out, he was holding a plate of washed blueberries, cherries and strawberries, which he placed on the coffee table in the living room.

"I'm really sorry for the poor hospitality today."

Pei Sui looked up from his phone screen and said, "It's okay."

When the atmosphere was about to become tense, he brought up the business at the right time, "Captain Chen just sent me a message, Shang Boyu's lawyer,

Evidence has been submitted that he was unaware of Yueqifang's underground industry. I don't think he will be in prison for many days. He may be released the day after tomorrow."

He stroked his fingers, his deep and narrow eyes fell on her fair and delicate face, "He is also in there trying to prove your existence with the police. My suggestion is... you can leave the police station tomorrow."

The smile on Meng Sheng's face froze instantly.

The light in his eyes also stagnated slightly.

She only had two days of relaxation before she had to go back to acting.

She sighed, "I see, then... tomorrow morning."

Pei Sui nodded gently. "As of this afternoon, all the employees related to the underground industry have been arrested. In the next two days, the police will start to investigate those who have transaction records."

Meng Sheng paused.

Beijing, the real chaos is coming.