Gu Shaoqin had a big head, so he had to turn around and sit down in the living room.
Little Apple hid in the toilet, and when she saw that he didn't go out again, she couldn't help but feel proud.
She sat on the toilet and waited for a long time before she saw a text message on her phone: "The alarm has been lifted, Feng Xiangrong is waiting for you downstairs now, please get down quickly!"
After seeing this text message, Little Apple immediately stood up and rushed out. She said thank you to Gu Shaoqin and rushed downstairs like the wind.
When she went downstairs, she saw Feng Xianrong waiting for her there.
When he saw her coming, he didn't say anything. He just said, "Let's go to the supermarket to buy something."
"Oh, okay." Little Apple followed him obediently into the car and went to the supermarket. When Feng Xianrong wasn't paying attention, he sent a text message to Cen Yunong: Everything went well, ok.
Cen Yunong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this text message at home.
The moment just now was really like a scene from a spy movie, and I was almost on the verge of being betrayed. If I hadn't cooperated so well with Little Apple, I believe they would have ended badly now.
While she was rejoicing, the door rang again.
She stood up and opened the door, only to see Gu Shaoqin standing in front of the door, looking at her strangely.
"Are you okay?" Gu Shaoqin asked.
Cen Yunong was a little confused: "Very good, what's wrong?"
"Little Apple said you had diarrhea, is it because the food you ate is not fresh?" Gu Shaoqin was worried that he had bought something of poor quality.
"Oh, it's okay now. If it's okay, I'll go to bed first." Cen Yunong said and was about to close the door.
"Wait a minute." The door was blocked by Gu Shaoqin.
"What's wrong?" Cen Yunong looked at Gu Shaoqin.
"I..." Gu Shaoqin was about to say something when his cell phone rang suddenly. Cen Yunong's sharp eyes had already seen the word "wife" written on the caller ID.
For some reason, her eyes suddenly became sour, and a strong jealousy spread from her heart to her eyes.
She didn't say anything and slammed the door in front of Gu Shaoqin.
"Damn bitch! So it's just to show off how much love he has as a couple in front of me!" Cen Yunong's lungs were about to burst with anger, but after thinking about it, he still leaned on the door and listened carefully to what Gu Shaoqin would say.
What to say to that bitch.
Although the sound insulation effect of the door panel is good, it can't stop Cen Yunong from leaning forward and listening.
"Well, it's nothing. I understand. I'm at the company, having a meeting."
"You can go to bed by yourself tonight. I may have to work overtime until late. There are several partners here, and I need to meet them all."
"I didn't mean to snub you. If you think I'm snubbing you, I'm sorry, I don't need to explain so much to you."
"Shen Ruya, do you think you are qualified for me to explain so much to you?"
After listening to each sentence, Cen Yunong finally gained some balance.
It turns out that in the eyes of outsiders, this couple of gods and gods is not so harmonious.
But yes, what the Gu family is best at is pretending. Even a blood feud for several lifetimes can be transformed in front of the media, and the grudges can be forgotten with a smile. Not to mention they are just a couple!
Think about it, wasn't it the same when Gu Shaoqin and I pretended to be husband and wife?
Could it be that their loving life was also faked. In fact, Gu Shaoqin and Shen Ruya were not very loving, nor very happy.
Then why, why did he abandon himself, choose to marry Shen Ruya, and say that he loved Shen Ruya?
Cen Yunong leaned against the door panel and fell into deep thought.
Gu Shaoqin left in the evening, and Cen Yunong finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched him drive away. Little Apple was still following Feng Xianrong around, and it seemed that he had been holding him back for a long time.
She called Little Apple, but Feng Xianrong answered the phone.
"Hey, Xiao Nong."
"Why is it you? Where is Little Apple?"
"She was drunk. She just vomited all over my car, and now she finally fell asleep in the car." Feng Xianrong's voice sounded helpless.
"Drunk? Why are you drunk? Aren't you going to the supermarket? Did you take her to drink again?" Cen Yunong was surprised.
"No, didn't we see some red wine for trial when we went to the supermarket? Then she insisted on trying it, and she got drunk as soon as she tried it. How little alcohol does she have? Then she started to go crazy with alcohol.
I've been drinking so much that I'm going crazy!" Feng Xiangrong said frantically.
Cen Yunong couldn't help laughing: "I don't know how much alcohol she drinks. Anyway, you should go home quickly."
"Open the door, I'm right outside." It turned out that Feng Xianrong had already arrived at the door.
Cen Yunong hurriedly opened the door for them, only to see Feng Xiangrong supporting the drunk little Apple and getting angry.
"It's so dirty!" He threw the little apple on the carpet in disgust, stretched out his feet and stepped over her head, "You puked on me, I need to change my clothes."
"I don't have anything for you to wear here, except for the bathrobe, so you can make do with it." Cen Yunong dragged Little Apple to the sofa with great effort and let her lie down on the sofa.
Feng Xianrong nodded and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Cen Yunong looked at the unconscious Little Apple and smiled helplessly: "You stinky girl, you vomited all over your body, what should I do?"
She was cleaning Little Apple when Feng Xianrong came out from the shower and sat on the sofa, wearing only a bathrobe and looking at her from a distance.
Cen Yunong stood up and gave him a towel: "Wipe your hair, it's all wet."
Feng Xiangrong held the towel and her hand, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and rubbed her neck.
"Xiao Nong, I want you."
His words were full of passion, and his breath was so hot that it sprayed on Cen Yunong's neck, making her shiver all over.
She stretched out her hand to push him away, but he held her closer.
He smelled of her shower gel, imaginary and soft, and coupled with the masculinity of a man on him, Cen Yunong couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.
Cen Yunong struggled slightly, but it was just a slight resistance.
In fact, she had foreseen the arrival of this day since Feng Xianrong appeared next to her again.
Perhaps the death and blood in the snowy mountains diluted his hatred for himself. The following months of treatment and isolation made him even more unable to take any revengeful actions against her.
She saw every move he made and his gentle and considerate care.
Cen Yunong is not a fool. He can naturally understand why a very good man like Feng Xianrong is always so kind to him.
Never leave, no matter what, you are the wind and I am the sand. If a man can really treat a woman like this in real life, it can only mean that he really loves her.