Chapter 570 Who cares?!

"What are you thinking about? I can't control you now, can I?" Mu Huan showed her majesty as a master and flicked Bao Xianchuan on the forehead.

She had more important things to do next, so she would hand over the responsibility of taking care of Su Jiu to her nephew.

Bo Xianchuan covered his forehead in pain, "Just asking, why are you so reactive?"

His eyes kept glancing in Feng Tingbei's direction. Does that mean you don't care?

Feng Tingbei shrugged indifferently: It's not just that he can't control it? Even he himself is under the control of his wife, okay?

Bo Xianchuan curled his lips to express his dissatisfaction, and his stomach simply growled twice.

I looked up at the time, oh! It’s past half past twelve.

"You haven't eaten lunch yet? Hurry up, sit down and fill your stomach first." Bo Xianchuan hurriedly asked the servant to bring lunch over. He was really hungry.

Mu Huan sat down gracefully, while Feng Tingbei pulled out the chair next to her and prepared to sit next to her.

"There is no food prepared for you here."

Mu Huan was not polite to Feng Tingbei at all, even though the man worked very hard last night and took good care of her feelings.

But it is no longer possible for them to return to the state of husband and wife or lovers.

"I guessed it, so when I came, I asked Manager Zhan to bring me the food." Feng Tingbei always had a calm and calm attitude, as if everything was under his control.

"You are self-aware." Except for last night's lingering, nothing the Feng family did yesterday satisfied her.

Mr. Feng even announced her wedding date unilaterally. I wonder where the old man got his confidence?

When Bo Xianchuan saw that his little aunt was starting again, he was afraid that her anger would be affected. He buried his head and started cooking seriously. When he was done, he immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks and left.

As for Bo Yanxi, while Su Wanxing was pestering Bo Xianchuan, she got in the car and ran away to Aimu Group.

Naturally, his lunch was taken care of in the group. No matter how talented Su Wanxing was, he would not be able to enter the Aimu Group. The only thing Bo Yanxi cared about was whether Su Wanxing was kicked out.

Mu Huan looked at the food on the table and asked the maid with some dissatisfaction, "Aren't there any deep-sea hairtail fish?"

She didn't eat anything last night. She didn't say anything, but she still felt regretful in her heart.

"I can't buy it." The maid had to answer honestly, "I heard it was bought out by the Feng family."

What else doesn't Mu Huan understand? Feng Tingbei is targeting her deliberately.

very good.

Isn’t it just that I can’t eat? Mu Huan decided that she would quit eating from today.

As soon as he made up his mind, Manager Zhan delivered Feng Tingbei's lunch. The mouth-watering aroma contained a familiar taste to Mu Huan.

It’s a deep-sea hairtail fish!

Mu Huan was deeply stimulated. Feng Tingbei not only refused to let her eat it, but also prepared to eat it in front of her.

"Would you like to eat something together?" Feng Tingbei had a smirk on his lips.

"Who cares?" Mu Huan grumbled and ate his food.

"Then I'll eat it myself." Feng Tingbei deliberately waved the plate of hairtail in front of Mu Huan, and the alluring aroma went straight to Mu Huan's nose.

Ever since she knew her time was running out, Mu Huan had become willful.

In the past, no matter what I wanted to eat or what I wanted to do, I always felt that the days were still long. It would be okay to eat or do whatever I wanted to do again after a while.

But now, she couldn't wait to catch everything she wanted to eat in the next second. It would be better if she could do it on the spot without leaving any regrets.

"Eat yours. Remember to pay the table fee after eating." Her Bo's dining table was not lent to him for free.

"Okay." Feng Tingbei agreed, placed the plate of hairtail in front of him, and began to pick the spines.

His arm was scratched by Mu Huan yesterday, and it was not easy to use it. If he moved for a long time, the wound would be unbearably painful.

Mu Huan saw blood slowly dripping from the bandage on his arm, and frowned: The dog man's wound must have opened again, just like it did when he exercised too hard last night.

She wanted to remind her loudly, but the dog man didn't care, so why should she worry about him? When the pain was too much, he would naturally stop.

What's more, the doggy man insisted on deboning all the hairtail fish before enjoying it slowly. Didn't he just want to make her angry?

Then let him die of pain! He deserves it!


Chapter completed!