I Love You, Stupid Woman!

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapters of Mulberry!The results of the examination came out quickly, and Lin Muchen's head was fine.

Sang Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still waited carefully all the way, fearing that he would fall to the ground due to excessive bleeding.

His bloody appearance really scared her...

On the return trip, Lin Jingshen drove.

Soon after the car left the hospital, Lin Muchen looked up at the driver's seat, "Go to Song Ji."

"it is good."

More than ten minutes later, until the car stopped, Sang Wan knew that Song Ji was the place for breakfast.

Both Lin Muchen and Lin Jingshen were regular customers here, and they directly asked for the private room upstairs.

After tossing all night, Sang Wan was indeed hungry by this time. Just came up with a cage of six crab soup dumplings. Lin Muchen didn't move his chopsticks. Lin Jingshen ate one and put down his chopsticks. Sang Wan ate four in one breath. He didn’t eat breakfast, but his conscience found the last one to him. He lowered his voice and whispered, “Lin Muchen, hurry up and eat. It’s delicious. Don’t be picky about it...”

As a result, Lin Muchen took the soup bag back and gave it to her, "I'll have porridge later, you can eat this."

"Is your stomach comfortable?" Sang Wan thought of the sequelae of his hot pot that day, thinking he was afraid of not being digested.

"Ok."

Hearing his answer, Sang Wan unceremoniously stuffed the soup bag a quarter of his palm into his mouth, nodded, and vaguely agreed with his idea, "Well, this is not easy to digest. It is better for your stomach to drink porridge first."

"Another cage?" Lin Muchen asked a little bit of yellow crab yellow at the corner of her mouth with a tissue.

Sang Wan chewed twice and swallowed, holding up two fingers, "two cages."

"Okay." Lin Muchen raised his head to look at Lin Jingshen, his eyes beckoning him to go.

"Foodies!" Turning to errands, Lin Jingshen glared at the pig-like stupid woman, angrily got up and left the private room.

His very wise but increasingly addicted brother will be killed by this stupid woman sooner or later!

Before long, they ordered everything, including two cages of crab soup dumplings that Sangwan ordered.

Sang Wan ate the two cages of crab soup dumplings and drank half a bowl of porridge. Then he sighed with satisfaction, caressed his round stomach, and leaned into the chair.

Lin Muchen doesn't eat much.

The half bowl of porridge that Sang Wan ate was left over by him. It was obviously delicious. I don't know why. After taking a few bites, he frowned and stopped moving the spoon.

"Don't you eat anything else?" Sang Wan raised his hand and poked him on the side.

As a result, he grabbed the hand and rubbed her fingers slowly on the back of her hand, "Well, I have no appetite."

"Did you always use this excuse for being picky eaters?" Sang Wan glared at him contemptuously, and was obviously skeptical of the three words lack of appetite.

How can you not be hungry after tossing all night?

Lin Muchen did not comment, but instead asked, "I didn't choose what you did?"

"..." Sang Wan thought about it carefully and found evidence and accusations, "You only ate half of the noodles that night!"

"That's not picky eaters."

Sang Wan looked at this person with a serious appearance, with a look of suspicion, "What is that?"

Lin Muchen turned her head, looked at her, raised her eyebrows slightly, and after a while gave her an answer, "Reluctantly cut love."

"..." Sang Wan didn't react for a while, what kind of love does a bowl of noodles involve?

Upon seeing this, Lin Muchen kindly reminded, "You didn't finish the rest?"

"You left it to me on purpose..."

Sang Wan suddenly realized that he just heard the word'eat' at the end of the sentence before he heard it. Lin Jingshen couldn't help but threw the bowl and ran away, "Will you still eat? Leave without eating!"

Sang Wan was startled. She glanced at the person who had disappeared at the door, and then looked back at Lin Muchen for a while, "What happened to him?"

"Convulsions." Lin Muchen replied blankly and asked her again, "Are you full?"

Sang Wan nodded subconsciously, "Supported."

"Yeah." Lin Muchen stood up directly after hearing this, "Let's go."

Sang Wan's hand was still held by him. He came together, and she had to get up with him. She didn't know if he forgot or something, and never let go of her hand.

What a strange feeling...

Sang Wan stared at the hand he was holding, and in that moment, his heartbeat missed several beats.

This is the first time he held hands like this...

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Finally returned to that big house.

The servants were busy going in and out. Sang Wan noticed that the living room had been arranged at this time when they were out, and it seemed that they were preparing for something.

Lin Muchen led Sang Wan into the kitchen, and Song Ji released her hand only after this moment, "Make me a bowl of noodles."

"..."

Sang Wan's hand still had his temperature, and she subconsciously grabbed the back of that hand with her other hand, and she was so silent, "Why didn't you eat it just now?"

There are others busy in the kitchen.

Lin Muchen leaned against the cabinet without anyone else, "Aren't you talking about it? I'm picky eaters."

"..."

To put it bluntly, is to toss her?

Sangwan sighed, confessing his fate, but this was not his own kitchen at all, and it was a little uncomfortable to start, and he couldn't use it.

"You go out first." Lin Muchen asked coldly.

The busy servants looked over in puzzlement, but saw Lin Muchen frowned slightly, so scared that he quickly put down what was busy in his hands, and all bowed their heads and went out.

"All right."

Lin Muchen looked at Sang Wan again if nothing happened, "You do it."

Sang Wan: "..."

Is it more uncomfortable now?

The scene of his head being smashed this morning is still vivid. Sang Wan had a foreboding that he could not get rid of it. When she thought about it this way, she looked at the closed kitchen door and looked at him again, "Lin Muchen, how are you? Isn't it too arrogant?"

"I don't think." He shrugged indifferently, obviously not paying attention to the wound on his forehead.

"..."

Sang Wan knew that he couldn't tell him, so he could only speed up his hands and make him a bowl of green vegetable chicken noodles in the fastest time.

"Go back to the room to eat?" Sang Wan held the steaming noodles and asked for his opinion.

"Yeah." The man nodded and finally moved.

Sang Wan breathed a sigh of relief and followed.

As a result, something went wrong when the kitchen came out.

"I said who is so capable of telling the servants to stop and move the kitchen." Ji Zitang walked down the stairs slowly, glanced at the people who came out one after another from the kitchen, "Why? Mu Chen, you stay in Haicheng. After a while, I couldn't get used to the food at home, so I brought the chef back?"

Sang Wan felt that Ji Zitang and Jialin's depth of field could completely form a combination——

Pick something duo!

Seeing the visitor, Lin Muchen's expression instantly went cold.

Sang Wan hadn't recovered yet, Lin Muchen had already taken the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, and then the hand she had just holding the bowls and chopsticks was held by his other hand, turning a blind eye to the sudden appearance of Ji Zitang and went straight upstairs.

The door closed with a bang, and Sang Wan stroked the pounding little heart, "Lin Muchen, she just gritted her teeth and looked terrible."

"Don't worry." Lin Muchen lost a few words blankly, and then sat on the sofa to eat noodles.

Sang Wan felt that Ji Zitang had nothing to do when he was full. You quarreled with a ten thousand-year-old iceberg. Apart from angering yourself to death, the iceberg is still an iceberg, which doesn't hurt or itchy.

When he ate noodles, Sang Wan took two clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

She will be tired and exploded, and she needs to lie down and sleep.

Sang Wan moved quickly. Lin Muchen had just finished a bowl of noodles when he took a shower and pressed his wet hair with a towel and poked his head out of the bathroom.

"Lin Muchen, where is your hair dryer, why can't I find it?"

"Broken." Lin Muchen put the bowl aside and got up, "I'll borrow it."

Hearing this, Sang Wan retracted into the bathroom and waited quietly.

Lin Muchen was about to go to Lin Jingshen's room. When he passed the living room on the second floor, he heard Ji Zitang lower his voice and call someone, "It's almost a month, have I found out what I asked you to check? ... Impossible! That's called Sang Wan How could this woman have nothing to do with Beiming's family?! You didn't see that face! I doubt...Forget it, you continue to check and notify me as soon as there is news!"

Ji Zitang hung up the phone, looked around to confirm that there was no one around, and then put the phone away and left.

The sound of her footsteps disappeared, and Lin Muchen walked out of the invisible corner.

"North Ming Family..."

He faintly repeated the three words mentioned by Ji Zitang not long ago, suddenly, a vicious spirit rose between his brows.

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After taking a shower, Sang Wan climbed into bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

By the window over there, Lin Muchen had been leaning in that posture for a while. He didn't know what he was thinking about. She didn't hear Sang Wan talking to him several times, and she didn't answer at all.

Sang woke up late, it was dusk.

After looking around, Lin Muchen finally stopped on the sofa. Lin Muchen focused on the computer screen, as if he was dealing with something important.

They say that men are the most handsome when they work hard...

Sang Wan didn't agree with it before, mainly because Lin Muchen's face was just standing on the street and playing hooligans, which is undoubtedly handsome and earth-shattering.

As for working...

She saw him at work more than once, and even accompanied him in his office.

But at this moment, he was sitting against the light, and even his facial features were ugly, but the deep outline of the circle in the shadow was enough to make people unable to move their eyes.

She confessed that she had a trace of identification with the fallacy at the moment.

"When are you going to see?"

When Lin Muchen's voice broke the silence in the room, Sang Wan was stunned on the spot. He obviously didn't even raise his head. How did he know that she was looking at him?

Just before she could come up with a reason, Lin Muchen closed the laptop on her lap, pointed her slender index finger in the direction, "Change her clothes and follow me downstairs."

"..."

Sang Wan heard the words going downstairs and his scalp numb, and after a while he slowly crawled out of the quilt and tried to discuss with him, "Lin Muchen, can I..."

"No." Without any room for negotiation, he put the notebook aside, his gaze stopped on her face and did not look away, "Two choices, change your clothes yourself, or...I will change it for you."

"I'll change myself..." Sang Wan immediately acknowledged, lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, and walked in the direction of his finger.