The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 75 8. You Are Ozawa
"What can be let go is not love, and what can be said clearly is not love. Otherwise, how can there be so many idiots and resentful women in this world?"

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Murong Yunmin walked out of the Murong Group's building and met Huo Qingcang who was leaning against the car.He was wearing a white shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, and his hands were in the pockets of his suit trousers.The headlights of the car were on, and the white light hit him, making him even colder in the night.

She seemed to see her former self, blocking his way back and insisting on giving him a ride.However, the man always turned his head and walked away from her.Sometimes she wondered if she was too ridiculous, obviously he didn't care about her, but tried to get close to him.Maybe it's the humbleness of love that makes him so dismissive.

She was about to take out her mobile phone to call Rong Zhongyao when the man had already opened the car door.

"boarding."

Murong Yunmin didn't answer, but turned around and walked along the road.Before she could take a few steps, she leaned her body, and the scene in front of her turned around for a while, and she got into the car, and the door was locked.

"Pei Yueze, let me go." Before she finished speaking, the car drove out, and she leaned back due to inertia, interrupting what she was about to say.

The car drove to the river, "What are you taking me here for?"

Huo Qingcang got out of the car and opened the door for the woman.

"Eat noodle."

The woman's stepping foot hovered in mid-air, and outside the windshield of the car window was the fried sauce noodle shop of Grandma Liu.Granny Liu's hand wiping the table stopped because of the arrival of the car.She leaned her head and looked at the man, as if she was having some difficulty remembering.

"Grandma Liu," the man said.

"You—you are Ozawa."

"My memory is getting worse day by day, Ozawa, grandma is almost unrecognizable." Grandma Liu narrowed her eyes.

Murong Yunmin got out of the car, just when she was hesitating, Grandma turned her head.

"Xiao Min, this is Xiao Min." Grandma wiped her hand on the apron, stepped forward, and held her arm with both hands.

"Grandma."

"Son, grandma misses you." Grandma was a little emotional.

"Look at me, I'm so confused. Come in quickly. It's windy by the river at night, so don't blow it up. Grandma, I'll let you down." After finishing speaking, grandma turned and walked into the kitchen.

Murong Yunmin was sitting on a high bench, lying on the long table by the window, looking at the river in the distance.

"Sorry, I didn't come that day."

"It's okay, it's all over."

"Here comes the noodles—" Grandma came out holding the noodles.

"Grandma, let me do it." Huo Qingcang took the dough from Grandma's hand.

It is still the familiar taste, this taste is mixed with too much sweetness, bitterness and spicyness in the past, now when I eat it, those scenes appear in Murong Yunmin's mind along with the taste buds.

She opened the window wide, trying to let the wind blow away those memories and her troubled thoughts, but everything was false.

These, like intertwined branches, have already penetrated into her bone marrow.

"Grandma, bring me some cans of beer." Murong Yunmin put down his chopsticks.

"Last time you drank, cried and laughed all night, but you scared grandma. Grandma asked you why you didn't go home, but you just covered your head and cried, and sat here all night."

Huo Qingcang's hand holding the chopsticks stopped abruptly.

"I won't get drunk again."

"Okay, with Ozawa here this time, grandma will treat you once and drink less."

Murong Yunmin picked up the can, opened it, and poured it down.Huo Qingcang grabbed her hand that was about to pick up another can.

Her other hand pushed away the man's hand holding her arm, and kept pouring it into her mouth.The woman's body is weak, and a little alcohol is enough to make her lose her mind.

"Huo Qingcang, you bastard, you came to provoke me after getting married with another woman." The woman murmured.

Huo Qingcang supported her swaying body with one hand, and took away the wine bottle in front of her with the other. He heard the woman talking to herself, and the movements of her hands stopped.

"When will I get married with another woman?" He looked at her flushed face, feeling distressed and funny.

"I've already put on the rings...and said no...you really think I'm stupid." Murong Yunmin said while fumbling around for the wine bottle on the table.

"Where's the wine? Why is there no wine?"

"Ah-mother..." Murong Yunmin was about to shout out when Huo Qingcang's hand covered her mouth.

(End of this chapter)