Chapter 192

Luo Yining walked in, carrying a food box. A servant opened the thick cotton curtain for her. Inside, Luo Shenyuan was indeed up and getting dressed. Two maids were helping him dress, while he sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting his sleeves. He didn't say anything when she came in, and didn't even seem to look at her.

Luo Yining looked at the two maids blankly. She remembered that they had always served him. Later, when she got married and he lived with her, he didn't use the maids much anymore.

She suddenly felt a little bitter. In fact, as long as Luo Shenyuan wanted, he could have all kinds of women at any time. Concubines, maids, but he never seemed to have thought about it.

The two maids must have come in to help him dress, and then they bowed and left. Before leaving, they bowed to her and called her, "Third Madam."

With her fair jade face and slim figure, she is beautiful enough to be a concubine in any family.

Luo Yining hummed, and when she turned around, she found Luo Shenyuan staring at her. Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he sighed lightly: "What are you doing so early?"

Luo Yining forced a smile. "I'm bringing you some breakfast. I'm afraid you won't have enough time to eat." On New Year's Eve, there were too many people coming and going. As she spoke, she opened the food box and pulled out a plate of red date cloud cakes, a plate of lotus rolls, a bowl of shredded pickled vegetables with scallion oil, a plate of braised duck slices, and some mushroom and mutton dumplings.

Everything else was fine, just a little cold, but the dumplings were really mushy and inedible.

Luo Shenyuan looked at him and asked, "How long have you been waiting outside?"

Luo Yining said, "...not that long. But the dumplings are inedible now, now they're like this." It looked awful, the thin skin rotten, the chopped green onions floating. But it was New Year's Eve, so we should eat dumplings. He didn't speak for a long time, so Yining said, "If you don't want to eat them, I'll take them back."

He stopped her hand and held her down. He took the porcelain spoon and took two sips. It tasted nothing, but it must be delicious. He put the spoon down without any expression.

"I don't make dumplings very often." Seeing his expression was dull, Luo Yining said, "If you don't think it tastes good, make something else next time."

He chuckled sarcastically, "If you don't often make dumplings, then what do you usually cook? — Or should I ask, what does Lu Jiaxue like to eat?"

Luo Yining sat frozen in place, knowing she was begging for his forgiveness. Her past couldn't be erased, and she'd always harbored the illusion that if she just bowed her head a bit, he wouldn't embarrass her too much. Now, he'd found any excuse to lash out, and she'd just silently endured it. Luo Yining had never considered herself very tolerant, nor did she know how much longer she could endure.

Self-esteem is the most useless, yet the most useful thing. The window was half open, and the wind blowing in hit her face directly, and she felt stiff and cold in a moment. It was like the ice and snow outside.

"He likes noodles, the kind in a big, thin bowl," Luo Yining said. "Just two spoonfuls of mutton broth is enough, and he loves it. But I don't make it for him often, and he's a bit sentimental. If I don't make it, he won't eat it—it's funny, isn't it? Even if you don't accept it, these things already exist. I can't say they don't exist."

Vaguely knowing that he was angry last night because of the divorce, Luo Yining did not mention it again.

Luo Shenyuan was silent. "I can't believe he remembers it so clearly." He leaned in a little closer, his tone sharp and mocking. "Last night, you asked me to divorce you. Were you planning on going back to him after I divorced you? You've made up your mind—to go and show yourself up?"

Luo Yining was so angry after hearing what he said, she trembled all over. "Luo Shenyuan! If I really still like him, I can live with him in Datong or Jinling. I must come back!"

Her laughter was like a cry of sorrow: "You know I have always been a person who goes with the flow. Why did I run away from Datong! I saw you when I was brought back that winter. I rushed over and wanted to call you, but you just walked away. What could I do! I had a difficult labor and you were not by my side. All I thought about was you... At that time, I thought I would never see you again! I would never see the child grow up, I would never see you holding him... Do you know how sad I was? Are you trying to force me to go back to find him now? "

Yes, if she died, she would have nothing. How could she not be afraid of death? She tried her best to survive, to survive.

What's the point of living? She should have died twenty or thirty years ago!

She was still alive, only because she wanted to meet him. To meet Luo Shenyuan, there was a part between them that he needed her to complete, and so did she. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. It was as if everything she cherished was now worthless in his eyes!

Luo Shenyuan watched as Luo Yining cried out hoarsely, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string, clicking and falling incessantly.

She has always been a good cryer!

Luo Shenyuan was almost furious when he heard her speak just now. His heart was full of jealousy, and all he said was angry words! She really didn't know how to speak. So how could he not be angry after hearing this!

"Are you going back to find him?" Luo Shenyuan said as he stood up, as if he didn't care about her anymore, and picked up the hair crown from the bedside. "If you dare to go, go now!"

Luo Yining was really irritated by his words and wiped away her tears. He was simply covered in thorns and it was impossible to communicate with him!

She didn't want to stay in his room any longer. She would wait until he calmed down before talking. Talking now would only make her angrier. Luo Yining didn't even want the lunch box, she didn't want anything, and was leaving immediately.

Luo Shenyuan saw that she was persuaded to leave. Thinking that she really wanted to leave the house, he immediately grabbed her wrist. He sneered, "What? Are you really going?"

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