At this time, the two had already walked to the door of a women's clothing brand.
Zhao Yanran looked at her, tilting her head slightly.
"Go in and take a look. This store is full of luxury goods. Don't worry, the alimony you received after divorcing your man will definitely be enough for you to indulge in luxury."
"Divorce, alimony..." Liu Zhiyuan muttered repeatedly.
Liu Zhiyuan was completely immersed in her own world and did not notice the two people standing in front of her.
When Song Ling heard her mumbling, his face became extremely gloomy and his back became stiff and straight.
Zhao Yanran didn't notice the man opposite, she also urged,
"Come on, go in. Don't worry, just get a divorce. Get alimony and don't treat yourself badly."
Xu Su clearly felt that the air around him had dropped a few degrees. He immediately stepped forward and pulled Zhao Yanran aside.
"Girl, please don't add fuel to the fire. Can you please keep quiet?"
Zhao Yanran was startled. Seeing that it was him, she frowned, "What do you mean by quiet? I'm talking about something! If that's the case, we should get a divorce..."
Xu Su was sleepy and tired, but still in a hurry.
If his elder brother and younger sister-in-law continue to make trouble like this, he will definitely have a hard time.
"Girl, how about you say less?"
Zhao Yanran was very angry.
"I beg you to be quiet. Does this have anything to do with you?"
In the end, Xu Su had no choice but to cover his mouth.
"Come on, stop talking, stop talking, let's be quiet. Let them handle the problem themselves, okay?"
Zhao Yanran struggled, but was finally pulled away by Xu Su.
Before leaving, he said, "Brother, you can't be too hasty. Take my sister-in-law home first, and I'll get the elegant girl first!"
Liu Zhiyuan also felt the man's powerful aura and looked up to see Song Ling standing opposite her.
She frowned and turned away.
Song Ling stepped forward and held her back.
Liu Zhiyuan frowned slightly, but she still didn't want to face him.
"Let go, I don't want to see you!"
Song Ling's face was tense all the time, and he didn't relax the strength of pulling his arm at all. He just said in a deep voice,
"Go home!"
The arm he pulled happened to be wearing the diamond ring.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at the diamond ring on her finger and felt very angry.
She took it off and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Scammer, you told me it was a perfect imitation of Taobao. I believe your expression afterwards was particularly stupid, wasn't it?"
Song Ling saw her movements and said domineeringly, "Come home with me!"
Liu Zhiyuan refused, "No! I won't go back! Don't try to please me, you have to pay attention to your status!"
In the end, Song Ling put into practice what he learned from Xu Su and carried Liu Zhiyuan directly on his shoulders.
Liu Zhiyuan exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing? You robber, so barbaric! Song Ling, what's wrong with you? Let me go, robber!"
But no matter how she shouted, it was no use.
It was no use for her to call security because before Xu Su left, he threatened them with his status as president and told them not to meddle in other people's business.
In this way, she was carried into the elevator, out of the mall, and finally stuffed into the car.
Song Ling stepped on the accelerator and went straight home!
When she returned home, she was locked in the bathroom by Song Ling, who then turned and went into the kitchen.
Completely ignoring Liu Zhiyuan's shouting inside, "Song Ling, what do you want to do, you robber? Do you want to imprison me? Let me out quickly!"
She shouted for a long time, but no one paid any attention to her.
All I could hear was the sounds of pots and pans in the kitchen. The sounds were a bit discordant, sometimes loud, sometimes low.
She was frustrated. What was the robber doing in the kitchen as soon as he came back?
About half an hour later, Song Ling finally unlocked the bathroom door and let her out.
However, before she could react, she was carried into the living room like a princess.
Then, she finally knew what he was doing in the kitchen.
Liu Zhiyuan was carried by Song Ling to the living room, walked to the dining table, and then forced to sit on the seat.
She looked at the two bowls of tomato and egg noodles on the table and fell into deep thought.
She only knew that he was tinkering in the kitchen, but she never imagined that he was busy for so long and was actually cooking noodles.
She had been married to him for so long and had always known that he didn't like cooking.
The kitchen area is actually his blind spot.
His bowl of tomato noodles was actually overcooked. The tomatoes were too mushy, the soup was a little lacking, and even the noodles were a little lumpy.
After Song Ling sat down opposite her, he forced the chopsticks into her hand and said, "Eat noodles!"
Liu Zhiyuan looked at the noodles in front of her, and a wave of heat rose up, covering her delicate little face.
Her expression was a little complicated, and her mood was even more complicated.
She must have been very happy and touched to eat this bowl of noodles in the past, and she also wanted to praise this man.
But, she wasn't in the mood at the moment.
Looking at his facial features so close to me, I felt that I was really stupid before.
She thought he was just an ordinary guy.
In fact, whether it is his aura or the momentum in his gestures, he stands out from the crowd and is not an ordinary person at all.
The first thing he did when he got home from get off work was to go to the study.
She thought she was busy with operational reports, but now she knows he has been busy with the company.
Silly her, it had been so long since she had doubted or questioned him.
Her feelings became even more complicated as she imagined the powerful background behind him.
Song Ling didn't eat dinner last night, nor did he eat breakfast or lunch today.
He is a little hungry.
Seeing that she was hesitant to move her chopsticks, he frowned and urged her, "Eat quickly!"
Liu Zhiyuan was so angry that she put down her chopsticks, "I don't want to eat. Why did you cook noodles for me? I don't want to eat noodles now!"
Song Ling repeated, "Eat!"
"I don't want to eat the noodles you cooked. I have no appetite. Why did you cook noodles for me?" Liu Zhiyuan was a little stubborn.
When people are in extremely complicated moods, they cannot control their emotions.
"Didn't you see?" Song Ling stuffed the chopsticks into her hand again, "I'm just trying to coax you!"
Liu Zhiyuan looked at his dark eyes and the red bloodshot in his eyes, and her heart felt a little sad.
Is he coaxing her?
Song Ling added, "Last time you were angry, you wanted to eat tomato and egg noodles!"
Was it because Liu Zhiyuan asked him to cook noodles to comfort her last time? So, as soon as he came back, he locked her in the bathroom and cooked noodles to comfort her?
This uncle with no emotional intelligence became cautious.
He still remembered the trick he used to coax her last time.
Her mood became more bitter, and she was moved by some wavering emotions, but she still couldn't forget the big thing about him hiding his identity.
While she was still confused, Song Ling had already held the bowl of noodles in his hands, then picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'll feed you."
Liu Zhiyuan looked at his sincere eyes and sighed slightly.
"I'll eat it myself."
In fact, she was also hungry, so since he had prepared it, she might as well eat it.
She habitually looked at Song Ling while eating noodles with ginger slices.
But when she thought of his concealment, she closed her eyes again.
Song Ling noticed her little expression.
He took the initiative to pick up ginger slices from her bowl and eat them.
Liu Zhiyuan ate noodles silently and ignored him.
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