0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

Zheng Keyun concentrated his attention, and cast a sharp look at the servant who was carrying the suitcase towards the door. The servant turned pale with fright, flinched, put the suitcase back to its original place, and slipped away with oil on his feet. Leaving this place filled with a terrible heavy atmosphere, he even closed the door behind him.

After the servant left, Zheng Keyun opened his mouth and continued, "Why do you want to sleep in the guest room? If you remember correctly, we are already married."

Xia Ruoqi was silent.

She didn't know if she should tell Zheng Keyun the reason why they got married and the pressure brought about by this marriage.

If you want to leave, now is the best chance—[

Zheng Keyun didn't remember himself at all. In his memory, Sun Pinxi was his real girlfriend. At this time, if he proposed a formal divorce to him, Zheng Keyun should agree and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her to go through the divorce procedures.

As long as she goes to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities, she can leave without any worries——

On the day of Zheng Keyun's accident, she was going to have a showdown with him.

I just didn't expect such a thing to happen suddenly.

Xia Ruoqi sighed silently, and for a while, her mind was a little confused, and she didn't know what to do.

She wanted to take this opportunity to settle the matter, opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Zheng Keyun's injury hasn't completely healed yet... If she asks him to accompany her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures now, will she appear ruthless?

Xia Ruoqi bit her lip and remained silent.

"I... the doctor said to avoid pressing on your wound." After a long while, Xia Ruoqi spoke again.

Her voice was tense, and her words turned very stiffly, as if she was trying to hold back something.

How could Zheng Keyun not have noticed her strangeness——

I don't know if it's because of the more than half a month of getting along day and night, or because of the sensitivity cultivated in the past marriage, Zheng Keyun can almost 100% feel Xia Ruoqi's subtle mood changes.

Zheng Keyun knew that Xia Ruoqi had nothing to say.

He didn't ask any further questions, but just glanced at her silently, and changed the subject, "I'm a little hungry."

"I'll ask the kitchen to prepare something for you right away." Hearing what Zheng Keyun said, Xia Ruoqi immediately turned around and walked out the door.

"Aren't you going to cook?" Zheng Keyun frowned, and called Xia Ruoqi who had already walked to the door.

For half a month in the hospital, Xia Ruoqi prepared three meals by herself. Zheng Keyun was used to eating well-cooked food. Now when she suddenly heard that Xia Ruoqi wanted to ask others to prepare, she couldn't help asking.

"There is a cook at home." Xia Ruoqi froze for a moment before speaking, "You used to only eat their cooking."

"The past was the past." Zheng Keyun's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and his eyes were a little dark. [

He stepped forward, walked up to Xia Ruoqi step by step, stared at her for a while, and then said again, "I want to eat your cooking today."

"There is a kitchen at home—" Xia Ruoqi subconsciously said, trying to explain the situation, but was interrupted by Zheng Keyun.

"I can tell them to take a vacation right away, or they can leave..." Zheng Keyun said, his tone was very serious, and there was no joke at all.

While talking, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, as if he was about to go downstairs to fire the chef.

Xia Ruoqi quickly stretched out her hand to hold Zheng Keyun, "Don't do this, if you want to eat, I'll just go downstairs and do it, don't make things difficult for them."