Chapter 252： It's really hard to like you

Chapter 252:

"Who is it?" Liang Yisheng said as he walked over.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Mugane's slightly gloomy face.

His face changed, and he twisted unexpectedly.

She hasn't seen him since she came back.

After a few days of calming down, the grievances against him in my heart are not so great.

Because she likes it too much, she always forgets the facts.

The fact is that he doesn't like her, and he has already said that this is a contract marriage, so he is not obliged to understand her preferences.

It is normal not to understand.

But she lost herself in this matter. In the end, she didn't know whether she was angry with him or herself.

"You are...Miss Liang's husband."

Mu Quan's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Mr. Mu."

"Ok?"

"what's up?"

Two men said at the same time.

Liang Yisheng was taken aback, only then did he realize that the two had the same last name.

She reflected for two seconds and looked at Mu Quan, "I have something wrong, I will entertain you next time, thank you for your meal."

Mu Quan said, "What are you grateful for? You are the biggest thanks to me for eating well."

As a chef, the most enjoyable thing is that the food he makes is liked by people. Liang Yisheng understands his mood very well, and said, "It is delicious, and the taste is just right for my appetite."

As soon as these words fell, Mu Jianai, who had been standing at the door, sank again.

Mu Quan greeted Mu Jianai, then went out, opened the door next door, and walked in.

Discovering that the two of them are neighbors, Mu Jianai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

After Mu Quan left, Liang Yisheng felt that the family was quiet and dying.

She gave way, "Come in."

Mujianai walked in, his face didn't improve at all.

Liang Yisheng didn't know what was wrong with him, his breathing became cautious.

Seeing the food on the table, Mu Jianai said, "The neighbor relationship is so good that I can join the table for dinner?

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With a mouthful of gunpowder, Liang Yisheng was depressed. No matter how much he likes this person, sometimes he will be driven crazy by his inexplicable emotions.

"He doesn't have any cooking utensils..."

"It's your responsibility to have no cooking utensils?" His sharp eyes stared at her, his low voice gritted a few depressive words, "You are such a good neighbor."

Although he didn't scold anyone, Liang Yisheng heard the sarcasm inside.

She was in a bad mood, turned her head, walked to the table and sat down, lowered her head and ate the food in silence.

"If you haven't eaten you can sit down together."

The man's eyes darkened, his eyes swept over the dishes, and he suddenly remembered what Liang Yisheng said to the man just now-"The taste is very good to my appetite".

"He knows you well."

Liang Yisheng paused, lowered his eyes, and made a faint "um" sound.

"I know my taste very well."

The man looked at the kitchen, thought of the two phone calls he couldn't get through, and thought that something happened before he rushed over. He didn't expect it to be like this.

"This is your private life."

Liang Yisheng raised his head suddenly, not understanding what he meant.

Mugane’s cold face suddenly provokes a sneer arc, “I have no interest in your private life, and don’t blame me for not knowing you next time. We are not a real couple.”

These words ignited Liang Yisheng's anger, stood up, enduring the tearing pain in his heart, and asked him, "You came to tell me this?"

The man looked at her sad face, walked over, staring at her ruthlessly, "Since facing me so painful, why not divorce?"

Liang Yisheng's face turned pale, and his sadness surged up like a tide.

She knew they would divorce, but she didn't expect it would be so fast.

As expected, it came from his mouth.

Tears suddenly fell, and she turned her face, her lips moving, she couldn't say what was in her heart.

She wanted to say casually, "Just leave."

But how can it not be worth the hard part in my heart.

The man's face changed slightly, and he seemed to regret what he had just said.

But he said, "Think about it."

He turned to leave and went out the door.

"Mugana!"

The woman's cry caused the man to stop, his back facing her.

Liang Yisheng walked up to him quickly, with a bitter momentum and red eyes, "You said this marriage started, so it's up to me to end it. You can't hurt me as I like you because I like you!"

Unsatisfactory tears fell silently, dripping her face.

The man lowered his eyes slowly, watching her weeping, and the place in his heart that had been empty for many years suddenly felt full of pain.

It's just that he still looks gloomy and ruthless.

Liang Yisheng stubbornly wiped away his tears and sniffed, "You said that you don’t care about my personal affairs, but you accompany me to my house. Regardless of my personal affairs, you ask the agent to withdraw all my half-year work. Don’t you think Are you too much?"

The accumulated grievance broke out at this moment, and she sobbed, "It's really hard to like you. If you can choose, I would rather never love..."

All the words ended when the man lowered his head and sealed her lips.

Liang Yisheng's wide-open eyes filled with shock and confusion, as rigid as a wooden person.

After a few seconds, the man straightened up and said a few words in a low voice: "It's too noisy."

He turned and walked to the window to smoke without saying a word.

Liang Yisheng was stunned for a long time, then slowly raised his hand and touched his lips. There was an aura that belonged to him on the top.

How could he... suddenly...

Tears stuck in the eye sockets, and they were all broken down by astonishment.

He made a phone call suddenly, and several dish names appeared in his words.

Liang Yisheng heard that the names of the dishes were all her hometown dishes.

Looking at the dishes on the table, she suddenly understood something.

He should be jealous.

Or possessiveness is at work.

In name, she is his wife.

She stood there dry, suddenly at a loss.

Finally, he went to the bathroom to relax.

I washed my face and stayed for about five minutes before going out.

Mujianai still stood by the window smoking a cigarette, with her back facing her.

She walked to the dining table and looked at a few exquisite dishes, reluctant to waste it.

Finally, get the plastic wrap to seal it and put it in the refrigerator.

No one spoke for the next half an hour.

She sat quietly in front of the TV, and occasionally glanced at him.

The cigarette in his hand changed one after another.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

Those who come in are his special assistants.

"Mr. Mu, I bought everything as you ordered." The special assistant put the dishes on the table.

After setting it up, he rushed to Mu Jianai and Liang Yisheng, "Mr. Mu, Madam, I'm leaving now, please take your time."

"Hold on." Mu Jianai said suddenly.

The special assistant came back immediately, listening to the man coldly, "Take the garbage out of the refrigerator and throw it away."

"The garbage in the refrigerator?" The special assistant is suspicious, Mr. Mu's refrigerator is filled with garbage?

It's too embarrassing!

"Didn't you hear?" The man glanced at him with cold eyes.

The special assistant nodded immediately, opened the refrigerator and dumped all the vegetables in the trash bag, cleaned it up, and threw it away.

Liang Yisheng, who witnessed all this, felt complicated.

--(small theater)--

Agent Liang Yisheng knocked on the door to enter.

"Mr Mu, you are looking for me."

Suddenly being handed over, the agent is worried, is there something serious?

Before this, President Mu hadn't been looking for her in such a hurry!

The man sitting at the desk said solemnly, "Write down her likes and dislikes."

"Huh? What does Mr. Mu mean?"

The man raised his indifferent eyes, "Should I take you to the ear department?"

The agent was horrified, and instantly understood, "I will write right away!"