Jiang Yue and Zhou Ji lived in a suite on the top floor, which had two floors and a kitchen downstairs.
Zhou Ji seemed to read her mind, as if he could guess that she would feel hungry when she woke up. He was a good cook, and the few times he cooked, the dishes were very much to Jiang Yue's liking.
It's not too oily, but it's not bland either.
Jiang Yue went downstairs and saw a man in pajamas busy in the kitchen. His back view was quite handsome, with a narrow waist, long legs, and a superior figure.
The soft lighting accentuated the man's handsome features, giving him a look that was both languid and alluring.
Jiang Yue walked quietly in her slippers. There was washed and cut fruit on the coffee table. Just as she was about to speak, the man in the kitchen seemed to sense something, turned off the gas on the stove, glanced back at her, and coaxed her like a child, "There are snacks in the living room, have some to tide you over."
Actually, you shouldn't eat at this late hour, as it's not easy to digest food if you have a sensitive stomach.
In Zhou Ji's eyes, Jiang Yue was like a fragile porcelain doll, who could be broken at the slightest carelessness, and could easily get injured or sick if he wasn't careful.
Even with his utmost care, there are still subtle details he sometimes misses.
Jiang Yue smelled the aroma of the noodles, and her stomach rumbled. She clutched her stomach but didn't feel embarrassed. She licked her soft lips and stared longingly at the pot in front of him: "Is it ready yet? My stomach is growling with hunger."
Zhou Ji couldn't help but chuckle, and slowly curved his lips into a smile that had an indescribable allure. He said, "The noodles will be ready in a minute."
Jiang Yue cried out and obediently went back to the living room to eat snacks.
I opened two packs of coconut shortbread and was immediately amazed by how delicious they were. I couldn't resist opening a few more packs.
Zhou Ji quickly cooked the noodles, and Jiang Yue ate until her belly was round and full, even finishing almost all the soup.
She thought to herself that even if Zhou Ji went bankrupt in the future, he could still open a small restaurant to make a living, and his cooking skills were getting better and better.
If I had to say what I'd be reluctant to part with...
Jiang Yue was particularly reluctant to part with the food Zhou Ji cooked, which was even better than that of a typical five-star hotel.
She started daydreaming again. She thought that she would be very rich after the divorce. If she really craved this, she could pay Zhou Ji a lot of money to come to her house as a cook and housekeeper.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was a feasible and good idea.
With such a clever mind, there really wasn't anything that could stump her.
Zhou Ji didn't touch a bite, quietly watching her finish her noodles. Someone would clean up the dishes tomorrow. Afraid that she might not be able to sleep because she ate too much, the man took the initiative and said, "Want to watch a movie?"
Jiang Yue had no objection.
There is a curtain in the master bedroom on the second floor.
Zhou Ji also prepared champagne and red wine; everything here was very well prepared.
Whether it was a woman's intuition or not, Jiang Yue felt that Zhou Ji seemed to have something to say to her tonight. However, this man was always able to keep his composure, unlike her, who couldn't keep things to herself and would blurt them out after a short while.
Zhou Ji did have something he wanted to say to her tonight.
She was like a delicate white bird that could not be grasped or held tightly, spreading her shimmering wings and flying higher and higher.
Zhou Ji had a lot to say to her. The proud man willingly lowered his head and no longer maintained his former high and mighty attitude. He had been unknowingly captivated by an inexplicable feeling of attraction.
He couldn't explain what love was.
He was certain that he liked her.
Perhaps it was her countless instances of being stubborn but soft-hearted, or perhaps it was the moment he saw her clear and innocent eyes that made him fall for her.
She was delicate, but not in an annoyingly spoiled way.
She clearly has a kind heart, but she disguises herself with thorns, making herself seem unapproachable.
Zhou Ji loved her smile, and even her tears moved him deeply. His chest felt like it was ignited by a fire, and his surging love expanded and exploded the moment the floodgates opened.
"Jiang Yue".
"Um?"
"I have something to tell you."
If the love that was about to drown him wasn't expressed, it would suffocate him.
The man's expression was calm and composed. Despite it being his first confession, he didn't seem nervous at all, remaining as composed and steady as ever.
He produced the ring from who-knows-where.
It was his and her wedding ring.
The two of them hadn't worn them much before, and Jiang Yue didn't even remember that she and he had a wedding ring. He said, "You haven't worn the ring lately."
Jiang Yue looked at the ring, but she didn't take it.
She just lowered her eyes and stared blankly for a while.
The man's hand hovered in mid-air. Inside the exquisite brocade box was a platinum ring that looked brand new, with what appeared to be engravings inside, though they were not very clear.
Zhou Ji's fingers were long and slender with distinct knuckles. Despite his pale complexion, his hands were extremely beautiful, and the ring on his ring finger was full of lust.
He remained silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Don't you like it?"
You can change it if you don't like it.
Replace it with something she likes.
Expensive, exquisite, beautiful.
Anything is fine.
The words in his heart were already on the tip of his tongue. He stepped forward, slowly took her wrist, and gently pinched her chin with his other hand. Looking at her, who was staring blankly, the words "I like you" were about to come out, but he was suddenly interrupted by her.
"I also have something to say to you."
Jiang Yue met his calm and deep gaze, and had the illusion that she had already been seen through, and also seemed to see a faint, fleeting sadness in those quiet black eyes.
He seemed a little sad.
For a moment, Jiang Yue felt that Zhou Ji seemed to like her.
Countless details, impossible to overlook.
The four sharp corners of the house were covered with soft cloth, and the floor was covered with fluffy blankets to prevent her from bumping into things easily due to her clumsiness.
When he was sick, he stayed by her side day and night to take care of him.
Remember her preferences, know what she likes to eat and what she doesn't eat.
There are always fresh, blooming, and vibrant red roses in the house.
Even when they are deeply entwined, he is always mindful of her feelings.
Messages are always answered quickly.
They give you whatever you ask for, are completely obedient, and have a subtle possessiveness.
Is this liking someone? It seems like it is.
“I also have something to say to you.” Jiang Yue slowly withdrew her hand, took out the pre-prepared and signed divorce agreement, and handed it to him. Her tone was normal, as if she were talking about something trivial: “Zhou Ji, let’s get a divorce.”
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