"I called you but you didn't answer the phone. I asked Li Mingcheng and he said you might be nearby. I drove to find you and saw you getting on the bus, and then I followed."
"Do you have a problem with me?"
Lu Chenxu suddenly reached out and hugged her, his gentle tone revealing his heartache: "Xiaodie, let her let the past go. Don't make things difficult for yourself, and don't care about other people's opinions. It's not your fault. From now on.
, I have everything!"
His sudden hug and unusually sincere confession instantly shattered the last line of defense in Mo Xiaodie's heart.
Maybe, what Li Mingcheng said was right. She should put down her children, put aside the past, stop thinking about the future, and simply fall in love with Lu Xiaocao, leaving a beautiful memory in her life.
Thinking of this, she whispered: "Mr. Lu, I'm hungry."
Lu Chenxu let her go with a mysterious look on his face: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food?"
"What's delicious?" she asked curiously.
"You'll know when you go there."
Half an hour later, they arrived at a famous snack bar on Yucheng West Street.
It was lunch time and there were many people on West Street.
West Street is Yucheng's snack street. Because of its long history, the roads are a bit narrow and the sanitary conditions are average. At this time, there are people selling skewers and rice noodles.
Accidentally, Lu Chenxu was stepped on by someone next to him.
Mo Xiaodie glanced at Lu Chenxu, who was out of tune with the environment here: "Mr. Lu, are you sure you want to eat here?"
A rich second generation like Lu Xiaocao who has lived in a villa since childhood has probably never been here or eaten something like this.
Lu Chenxu held her hand: "Don't you like the screw noodles and spicy hotpot here? I want to try it too."
Mo Xiaodie was a little moved, but without saying anything, she took him to the snack bar where she and Li Mingcheng often visited before.
"Boss, please have two portions of snail noodles, one without spicy addition."
After saying that, she stood up and said, "Wait here, I'll go to the store next door to buy you some yogurt and bread."
Lu Chenxu pulled her strangely: "Why should I eat yogurt and bread?"
Mo Xiaodie glanced at his stomach: "I just ordered you some non-spicy screw noodles, but you have chronic gastritis and can't eat too much, so I went to buy you yogurt and bread."
A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Chenxu's mouth: "Honey, are you caring about me?"
Mo Xiaodie glared at him: "Mr. Lu, you seem to have forgotten our contract."
Lu Chenxu took her hand and said coquettishly: "I don't eat bread, but I also want to eat fusilli noodles."
Mo Xiaodie opened her eyes wide. Is this still the cold and cold schoolboy Lu? He is actually acting coquettishly towards her?
She calmed down and said, "What if you have a stomachache?"
"Isn't it you? Wife, you won't ignore me, right?" Lu Chenxu winked at her.
Mo Xiaodie was completely defeated and had to give up her plan to buy yogurt bread.
Soon, the fragrant snail noodles were served.
Mo Xiaodie specially wiped the chopsticks and spoon with paper towels, and then handed them to Lu Chenxu.
"Eat less. I'll make you some more porridge when you go back later."
Hearing that Mo Xiaodie offered to cook porridge for herself, Lu Chenxu nodded obediently: "Okay."
