Chapter 112
Xie Ruheng has classes from afternoon to evening, so Tang Bai decided to accompany Li Songyun on the live broadcast in the second half of the day.
Speaking of Li Songyun, Tang Bai couldn't help but admire Li Songyun's efficiency. It took less than a day for Uncle Li to tidy up the new home! He was invited to live broadcast at the new home!
On this day, Li Songyun did four things: filing for divorce, looking for a house, moving, and preparing live broadcast content.
When talking about Li Songyun, Tang's father couldn't help but praise him, saying, "He is more efficient than more than 90% of the employees in my company."
In the neatly arranged new home, Li Songyun poured a cup of tea for Tang Bai. A stack of review materials was placed on the tea table. After noticing Tang Bai's puzzled look, Li Songyun said in high spirits, "You need a teacher's qualification certificate to teach in a primary school. I am preparing to pass the exam during this period."
So did you do the fifth thing today?
Tang Bai: “…” Strong, too strong.
Tang Bai found that he had greatly underestimated Li Songyun. Although Li Songyun's time management ability had been repeatedly praised by Director Huang a long time ago, and that she could still maintain her beauty while doing housework, but when this ability was used in the family, she would always be looked down upon unconsciously.
If Li Songyun had not been a househusband for the first 26 years of his life, he would have achieved success in any profession.
"I'm going to make a fruit platter live." Li Songyun showed Tang Bai the process he wrote. When they discussed the ideas and decided to start the live broadcast, Li Songyun suddenly received a prompt sound from the computer.
It's a message from Gu Mian.
Gu Mian: "I'll pick you up home in the evening."
Li Songyun frowned, "Gu Mian, I am separating from you."
Gu Mian: “I never agreed to it.”
Li Songyun no longer had much patience to communicate with Gu Mian. He could almost imagine the echo-like answer that Gu Mian would give next.
Li Songyun: "I'm very busy, Gu Mian. I don't have time to waste on meaningless things with you. If you came to me today just to talk about this, then I can tell you clearly that whether you agree or not, I have separated from you."
Li Songyun: "If you keep saying those nonsense that don't have any nutritional value, I will block you."
The chat interface showed that the other party was typing. Li Songyun waited for a while and was about to close the dialog box when Gu Mian asked again: "Why did you cut the wedding photo?"
Li Songyun: "I take away what belongs to me."
Gu Mian asked again: "Why did you leave the ornaments behind?"
Li Songyun: "Because it doesn't belong to me."
It was too expensive, an ornament worth a planet. If Gu Mian had not held the card at the time and told him to spend all the money on the ornaments to save Mrs. Gu's reputation, he would never have bought such expensive ornaments.
Gu Mian: "Why don't they belong to you?"
Li Songyun didn't like chatting with Gu Mian. Whether in real life or online, Gu Mian's cold tone was always uncomfortable, just like the series of questions at this moment, which was more like interrogating a prisoner than chatting.
"Because these things belong to Madam Gu." Li Songyun said coldly, "And I am no longer Madam Gu."
"I still have things to do. If you have anything to say, please wait until I'm done with my work." Li Songyun directly put Gu Mian on the blacklist and planned to release him after he was done with his work.
He had never done anything so rude to anyone, let alone Gu Mian.
In the past 26 years of marriage, as long as Gu Mian had any requests, he would be there at any time and perfectly fulfilled all the obligations of a wife.
But the focus of his life now is no longer caring about his family.
Li Songyun gave Tang Bai a gentle smile and said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Let's start the live broadcast."
This is Tang Bai’s first live broadcast with other anchors!
The content of the live broadcast is still the long-lost food live broadcast~
Wait! The real identity of that little anchor is Gu Tunan’s dad!!!
Want to know “what it’s like to be close friends with your ex-boyfriend’s dad”? Hurry up and click on Li Songyun’s live broadcast room!
Within three minutes of the broadcast starting, the number of online viewers in Li Songyun's live broadcast room skyrocketed.
Tang Bai pulled Li Songyun to greet the camera together. One was a lively and cute little omega from aristocracy, and the other was an intellectual and elegant mature omega. They both had their own beauty, and even if they did nothing, just licking their faces would satisfy everyone.
[Hello, Teacher Xiao Tang! Hello, Mrs. Gu! ]
[Mrs. Gu, please take a look at whether I am suitable to be your daughter-in-law! ]
[Mrs. Gu is so elegant! Can you share your skin care tips? ]
[Can learning how to cook delicious food win Gu Tunan's heart? ]
......
Facing the enthusiastic and friendly "Mrs. Gu" on the barrage, Li Songyun said softly: "Hello everyone, I am very happy to communicate with you through the Star Network live broadcast. Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Songyun. This is my live broadcast room. I will share with you how to make food, teach etiquette, and manage time... I hope you can call me Li Songyun, Mr. Li, or Teacher Li, because here I am myself, not anyone's wife."
Tang Bai said enthusiastically: "Hello, Teacher Li! Our teacher Li is good at both cooking and dining, well-educated, considerate and a master of time management! Today, Teacher Li is going to restore the delicious food from ancient books for us. Before making the delicious food, let's warm up with some fruit carving~"
After Tang Bai changed his words, the bullet screen started calling out "Teacher Li".
Li Songyun took the fruit out of the fruit basket, picked up the fruit knife, took a deep breath, and looked intently at the reddish-brown fruit in his hand.
Gu Mian has been waiting for Li Songyun's reply.
His last question on the message page, "Why don't you want to be Mrs. Gu anymore?" has not been answered for a long time.
Is it Li Songyun who is organizing the language?
His gray-blue eyes stared at the computer solemnly. No matter what Li Songyun was doing, whether it was cooking, taking care of the children, or sleeping... the time it took Li Songyun to reply to his message never exceeded one minute.
"It's rare, Mr. Boss, that you would slack off during work." Lieutenant General Mo came over curiously.
Gu Mian did not avoid Lieutenant General Mo. During this period, Lieutenant General Mo would give him some emotional advice, although he did not listen to most of it.
"Are you waiting for Li Songyun to reply?" Lieutenant General Mo looked as if he had seen a ghost. He knew very well how much Gu Mian pursued efficiency. If someone had told him before that Gu Mian had been waiting for someone to reply for ten minutes, he would definitely ask if that person was the highest battlefield commander. The war was so urgent that the Federation would be destroyed in the next second.
Gu Mian hummed and continued to look at the computer seriously.
"No, Mr. Gu, didn't you see Li Songyun said he had something else to do? If you have anything to say, wait until he's done with it?" Lieutenant General Mo said helplessly, "Don't wait any longer. The Empire will send someone over soon. We have a lot of things to deal with."
Gu Mian was silent for a while, then sent a message asking, "Are you busy?"
Lieutenant General Mo: “…”
Lieutenant General Mo flipped through the chat records between Gu Mian and Li Songyun, and suddenly a shocking guess came to his mind. This guess was so shocking that he dared not believe it for a long time. However, seeing Gu Mian's stubborn look as if he would wait until the end of time, Lieutenant General Mo mustered up his courage and said tremblingly: "Old Gu, do you think Li Songyun has blocked you?"
Gu Mian raised his head and looked at Lieutenant General Mo, his heroic eyebrows furrowed, "Block?"
Lieutenant General Mo felt inexplicably guilty: "Why don't you try transferring money to Li Songyun? If you are blocked, you won't be able to transfer money successfully."
Three seconds later, a clear message "You are not the other party's friend, transfer failed" plunged the air into a long silence.
"What are you two doing together? Are you watching Li Songyun's live broadcast?" A military officer came over and asked cheerfully.
"Live broadcast?" the two alphas said in unison.
"Gu Mian, don't you know that your wife is live streaming?" The officer showed the live streaming screen to the two of them.
In the live broadcast room, the camera was focused on a pair of slender hands with excellent nail beds, no nail polish, and a small black mole on the index finger.
This is Li Songyun's hand.
Gu Mian remembered the way Li Songyun held the knife. Li Songyun always used this posture to peel fruit for him.
During the time when he was seriously injured and lying on the hospital bed, Li Songyun sat beside the bed and carved fruits into the shape of mechas commonly used by the Empire, and then said to him, come, eat this mecha, and our Major General Gu will be able to destroy the enemy even while lying on the hospital bed!
He didn't say anything, nor did he reach out to take the fruit carving. He just held his breath and watched Li Songyun smile.
He saw that brilliant smile gradually fade away, and Li Songyun whispered to him, I, I didn't mean to joke about the war.
Memory and reality overlapped for a moment. Gu Mian looked at the hands holding the rice dumpling and the carving knife, and in just a few strokes, they cut a rabbit shape out of the rice dumpling. Then there was another dazzling moment. Amid the exclamations of the barrage, a mini pink rabbit mecha came to life.
The hands placed the carved pink rabbit mecha among a group of ferocious "insects". Those insects were carved from red snake fruits. Each insect had a different expression, some flapping their wings as if leaping, and some opening their bloody mouths with fangs exposed. They surrounded the pink rabbit mecha, as if they were about to pounce on it and bite it in the next second.
The camera gradually zooms in, and lifelike fruit carvings appear in front of the camera, looking more like works of art than food.
Li Songyun still felt that the restoration was not enough, so he squeezed kiwi juice and dripped it drop by drop on the "insects" with a dropper to simulate the blood flowing from the insects.
[The sculpture is great! But the insects look so unappetizing to me. I just want to eat the pink bunny mecha! ]
[I've learned nothing. This is what a fierce A should eat! ]
【Teacher Li is awesome! Please accept my knees! 】
[I envy Major General Gu so much, he can eat fruit platters that look like works of art every day]
"I'm so jealous of you, old Gu. You'll have a feast when you go home!" The officer was just about to ask Gu Mian if he could have a free meal when he saw Lieutenant General Mo winking at him as if his eyes were cramping.
The alpha with grey-blue eyes had his brows tightly knitted together. He looked like a beautiful statue, yet not a statue, because a statue's eyes would not have such intense and vivid emotions.
In the live broadcast, a white-haired officer who looked familiar to Gu Mian walked up to Li Songyun. The officer was wearing a brand new military uniform, his beard was clean-shaven, and his hair was carefully groomed. He was carrying two large bags of gifts and affectionately called Li Songyun "Brother".
"Brother, can I have a taste of the fruit platter you made?"
Li Songyun turned his head and smiled at the white-haired officer. His red eyes were bright and warm. It was the beautiful smile in Gu Mian's memory.
"Of course you can." Li Songyun said with a smile.
I feel great. In the next chapter, I will send Gu Mianjin to the crematorium. I hope he is okay.