Lu Huaichen has two mobile phones, one is for Tang Muyan to use as Wen Huai, and the other is his personal mobile phone.

The phone he was using now was his personal phone, and the familiar voice coming from the other end was none other than Tang Muyan.

Lu Huaichen returned to the Lu family today after having dinner with Tang Muyan. He didn't expect that Tang Muyan would actually call him. Doesn't she hate him very much?

"Who are you?"

Lu Huaichen pretended not to know.

Tang Muyan said in a mocking tone, "Mr. Lu has such a bad memory? That's right. I, your ex-wife, don't have much presence. It's normal for Mr. Lu not to remember me."

Lu Huaishen frowned, and what Tang Muyan said felt harsh to him.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Lu Huaichen's voice was cold, and he sounded like he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Tang Muyan's tone was also very indifferent, "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that I met my mother today and told her about our divorce."

Lu Huaichen didn't seem to care about this, he just snorted sarcastically,

"That's my mother, what does it have to do with you? Why can't you let me go?"

This mockery is also a temptation.

But Tang Muyan on the other end of the phone remained silent for a long time. After a while, she smiled and said in a soft voice, "Ah Chen, of course I can't let you go."

Delicate but artificial, false and hypocritical.

After saying that, Tang Muyan rolled her eyes, hung up the phone, and cursed, "What a narcissist, you have a nice dream, but I still can't let you go."

She threw away her phone and opened the drawing board...

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"No, you can't just talk properly."

When Lu Huaichen called just now, Shen Yi looked anxious, "Can't you be a little gentler?"

Lu Huaichen said in a cold tone, "I can't be gentle."

"Why can't you be gentle? When you were pretending to be gentle, weren't you——"

What Shen Yi was about to say was interrupted by Lu Huaichen's vicious look, and his voice instantly wilted, "Pretty gentle?"

Lu Huaichen didn't say another word. He drank the little wine left in the glass in one gulp.

Sometimes he also thought, if he told Tang Muyan that he was Wen Huai, would he never have the chance to meet her again?

So he has to pretend to be more realistic.

This is why he said those harsh words to Tang Muyan.

He is scared.

I’m afraid there won’t be another chance in the future.

Wen Huai is his last chance.

Lu Huaichen finally put down his wine glass and walked away...

Tang Muyan’s comics were updated a week later. The comics that had not been updated for nearly a month were finally updated.

This time it was Wen Huai who gave her inspiration.

The scene of the plot is in a movie theater a while ago, and the painting depicts what happened on the date that day.

The comment section is still polarized.

[The author has been off for so many days and this is all I have to show you? ]

[What is this? Please return the money. ]

[What is the dog upstairs barking about? You can watch it if you want, okay. 】

[Use two words to sum up the author's plot: speechless. 】

[The author may be addicted to love. 】

[Another day of raving about Lu Huaichen and Tang Xiaoman. ]

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Tang Muyan was not in the mood to read these comments. She didn't care what they said as long as she was happy.

She has indeed been a little love-sick lately, but so what? Isn't it good to be obsessed with men?

Just as Tang Muyan was about to pack up her drawing board, she received a WeChat call.

It’s Qi Yuan, Qi Wang’s sister, one of the vice presidents, and also the editor of Tang Muyan’s comics.

She looked at the caller ID and wondered: Why did Qi Yuan call me? Could it be that he has been updating too slowly recently and wanted to talk to me?

Or was it because I didn't treat Qi Wang to a meal, so he asked his sister to settle the bill with me?

After thinking about it, she still thought the latter possibility was more likely. After all, Qi Yuan rarely called her specifically because he didn't update.

Isn't this kind of thing something we've become accustomed to?

Although it was strange, she still answered the call. "Hello, Editor Qi, what's up?"

"Something's going on!" Qi Yuan said confidently, going straight to the point, "Come to the company tomorrow."

"Let me have dinner with Qi Wang?" Tang Muyan asked directly, without hiding her disdain for Qi Wang in her tone at all.

"No." Qi Yuan said coldly, "Come and take a look at the copyright of the work. If there is no problem, sign the contract."

When Tang Muyan heard that there was money coming in, she instantly became interested, "How much are they going to give?"

"Ten million."

"Tomorrow, right? I'll go." Tang Muyan agreed readily. She was going to get rich again.

An idea suddenly flashed through Tang Mu's mind, and he said, "Editor Qi, can you give me your brother Qi Wang's phone number and address?"

Qi Yuan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why do you want his phone number?"

"Don't I owe him two meals? By the way, does he like Western food or Chinese food?"

Qi Yuan replied, "Western food, please."

Tang Muyan, "Okay, then please send me his phone number and address. I'll hang up first."

Qi Yuan hung up the phone, still a little confused, why did he ask for the address when inviting him to dinner? Could it be that he also had to cook for Qi Wang?

The next morning, Qi Wang received a hot takeout meal.

It's a McDonald's breakfast.

The note above is marked with a "1".

He didn't know what it meant, and thought it must have been ordered by one of his ex-girlfriends, so he didn't dare eat it for fear that it might be poisoned.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, someone ordered takeout for him again.

This time it was steak, pizza, pasta, vegetable salad, and a bottle of red wine.

There was also a note on it, "Hey, Qi Wang, I'm paying you back for these two meals. Don't ask me to settle the bill. I have a boyfriend, and he will be unhappy if you ask me to settle the bill."

Qi cursed, "Fuck you."

After that, he immediately made a phone call and said, "Ask your fat brother to answer the phone."

The man on the other end said hesitantly, "Brother Wang, this is a little inconvenient for Fatty."

Qi Wang was so angry at the moment that he could not listen to what others said. He just yelled, "Stop talking nonsense and ask him to answer the phone now."

After a while, the call was handed over to a fat man.

"Hey, Brother Wang, what's wrong? What happened?"

The fat man covered his swollen face and his speech was not clear.

Qi Wang frowned awkwardly and lowered his voice, "How's the thing I asked you to do last time going?"