The 99th Divorce

Li Sicheng glanced at her, and his slender fingers even picked up a small bowl. He slowly filled a little soup and handed it over.

To say that what Su Qianci feared most in his life was taking medicine.

Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, she is deeply heartbroken!

Looking at the light medicinal diet, he immediately shook his head like a wave, "You are busy first, don't you say there is something important!"

"eat."

Su Qianci grimaced and took a sip, suddenly realizing that it was not that bad.

Quietly raised his eyes to Li Sicheng and found that he was staring at himself, his eyes deep.

With a sudden jump in his heart, Su Qianci quickly grabbed the bowl, "I'll drink it myself, go for it!"

"Think of me leaving?"

"Uh huh!" Su Qianci nodded without hesitation, he did not leave, how could she dump these dark dishes?

But when he touched his faint glance, it was another excitement, and he immediately changed his mouth: "Your company is so busy, you still have to come to see me, you must be too busy, I just consider you!"

"Oh--" Li Sicheng's expression turned out to be "that's it", "I'll leave when you finish eating."

"No ... I can't finish it. There are too many here. It will take a long time to finish!"

"It's okay, eat slowly."

"You are so busy, you should go first."

"Just don't want to eat?"

"Hmm ..." Su Qianci was disassembled and lowered his head with blushing, "It's too bad to eat."

"Medicinal diet is good for the body."

"..."

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

"Are you going to buy?"

"Call for takeaway!"

Su Qianci had some regrets in her heart. She thought that he would buy food for her personally.

"Forget it, I have to wait a long time, I will eat it."

Su Qianci set his sights on those dishes, frowned and drank a large bowl of soup. After picking and choosing a little dish, there were three quarters left.

"full?"

"No more ... not more."

Su Qianci blinked pitifully, as if he was an abused young wife.

"Thousands of thousands, look at what I bring to you!" Lu Yihan's voice came in, but it quickly stopped, "Well, Mr. Li is here."

Lu Yihan mentioned the two-handed incubator, "Just, let's eat together. I made a lot of things I like to eat."

Thousands?Call it so intimate!

Moreover, even he does not know what his wife likes to eat, why is this little white face so clear!

Lu Yihan opened the lid, and Li Sicheng's eyes grew deeper. That was ... a loving lunch made by hand?

Su Qianci's eyes brightened immediately, and he smelled the air, and his saliva was about to run down.

"Tear chicken, sweet and sour pork ..."

"The nose is so smart?" Lu Yihan came over and glanced at Su Qianci, who had only eaten a little bit of food. There was sympathy in his eyes. "No wonder ..."

Li Sicheng watched him take out four or five layers of plates, all of which were home-cooked dishes, although simple, but full of color and fragrance.

"It's so fragrant, Chef Lu's cooking is getting better and better!"

"That's right, do you think I'm as good as you for so many years?"

Naturally humorous words gradually become audible in someone's ear.

Oh, they even flirt in front of him?

Li Sicheng's eyes were deeper, and his small volcano was on the verge of eruption.

Thinking of the divorce clause that he signed with his own hands, the fire in his heart was more violent, but it was blocked in his heart and it was difficult to explode.

He has already signed it by hand and decided to complete them, right?

So, what is his qualification to be angry?