The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Get out, get out!" Han Zhenyu waved his hand dissatisfied.

Mu Yiyi silently walked to the marble tidying table and took out all the things.

She prepared flour, baking powder, eggs, milk and sugar.

Han Zhenyu sat on the round stool, looked at her busy figure, and said slowly: "Girl, come with me to Thailand!"

Mu Yiyi continued to make her cake as if she didn't hear it. [

She mixes egg yolk, milk, sugar, and a little oil, and stirs well.

Then, after mixing the flour and baking powder, pour into the egg yolk mixture and continue to stir well.

"Girl, I know you can understand what I'm saying. Let me take care of you from now on, okay?" Han Zhenyu endured the boredom caused by her silence, and wanted to persuade her with a good temper.

At this time, Mu Yiyi stopped what he was doing and turned to look at him: "I want to go home, to City A in China!"

She still remembered what Beitang Wu said, so she didn't tell Han Zhenyu about her mother in Sao Paulo, Brazil.

"How to go back? You were dumped by Lei Yufeng, you have nothing! He didn't even return your ID card and passport, where do you want to go? You just follow me, I can give you a new identity , we can go to Thailand and start over."

Looking at the things on the stand, Mu Yiyi silently started to beat the egg whites, and the sound of "Dangdangdang" echoed monotonously in the kitchen.

She had always wanted to make a cake for Lei Yufeng, but unfortunately, until they broke up, they couldn't make it.

Up to now, she doesn't know what kind of cake he likes to eat.

When I think of that man, my heart hurts uncontrollably!

Lei Yufeng, I miss you!

You are so cruel and heartless, but I still miss you!

Mu Yiyi lowered his eyes, and a tear fell into the glass bowl.

"Girl..."

"Brother Zhenyu, stop talking." She straightened her back and swallowed back her tears, "We... can't do it anymore, without him, I can't go with you either!"

"Why?" Han Zhenyu stood up abruptly, wasn't he staying here just for her?

This ghostly place, Lei Yufeng's lair, he is crazy to want to stay here.

If one day Lei Yufeng is not reconciled, he will definitely be found and killed.

He is not afraid of death, as long as he can be with Mu Yiyi. [

But to his chagrin, Mu Yiyi didn't want to be with him.

Put the mixed solution into the cake making utensils, Mu Yiyi turned on the oven, put the utensils in, and set the temperature and time.

She stood by the window, and the whole world was peaceful, silent and still.

There was a drizzle in the overcast sky, and occasionally I heard the wind blowing the leaves, and the rustling sound of the rain beating the leaves.

"Brother Zhenyu, if you still care about the past friendship, help me and send me home!" As long as you return to City A, you can go to Brazil just around the corner.

"Go home? City A?"

"Yes, City A, China!"

"Your father... Didn't Wu Beitang say where he would take you? He didn't tell you where your mother is now?" Han Zhenyu asked strategically.

Mu Yiyi shook his head and replied, "No! When he died, weren't you there?"

"They said, your father has a lot of money, a lot of money, didn't he think about giving it to you?"