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Chapter 392 Without him, I am just as good

Suddenly thinking of something, Tang Kaicheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message to someone far away in the capital.

[It's here, don't worry. ]
He bowed his head and waited for a while, but did not get a response from the other party, so he took back the phone.

At the same time, Qin Fu also came out of the kitchen.

"You know my craft, you can only make noodles."

Qin Fu was holding a bowl of noodles in clear soup, steaming hot, very warming.

"Eat quickly, and leave after eating."

"You can go anywhere, but stay away from me anyway."

Put the noodles on the table, silently put the burned hands behind him, pretending not to care.

Tang Kaicheng was always paying attention to Qin Fu's movements.

Seeing her like this, he quickly reached out and pulled Qin Fu's hand from behind her.

Tang Kaicheng's eyes froze when he saw the red burns on it.

"How?"

"Let me see."

Before Qin Fu could react, Tang Kaicheng held her hand and blew gently, as if to comfort her.

Suddenly, the man froze and quickly raised his head to look at Qin Fu.

"Why are you crying?"

The man's words were warm, gentle and considerate, just like his appearance.

Tang Kaicheng raised his hand, wiping Qin Fu's tears with his slender fingers, and moved cautiously.

"It hurts, huh?"

Cried?

Qin Fu was taken aback.

Touch your face with your free hand.

She really cried.

why?
"It's the same as before, you little coquette." Tang Kaicheng laughed, "Where is the medicine, I'll get it."

"no need."

Before Tang Kaicheng left, Qin Fu heard Qin Fu say:

"Mr. Tang, we are getting divorced, stop acting." She raised her head, her eyes were calm, without any trace of sadness.

"After so many years, I am also tired."

"I'll ask my assistant to bring you the divorce agreement. You can leave after eating."

Withdrawing her hand from him, Qin Fu turned around and went back to the kitchen.

"I'm going to clean the kitchen."

Leaving a word, she left, leaving Tang Kaicheng alone in the living room.

The smell of food came to the tip of his nose, and the pain in his stomach was warning him to eat quickly.

Tang Kaicheng's face turned pale.

Qin Fu's words crushed all his self-righteousness, and the warm and warm atmosphere just now seemed to be just an illusion.

The hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, and Tang Kaicheng let go of it just for a moment.

Sitting in a chair, he looked at the steaming bowl of noodles.

But after a while, Tang Kaicheng picked up his chopsticks and started to eat.

It may be that the talent for cooking has been passed on to Qin Chen, resulting in Qin Fu's poor cooking skills.

Just like the bowl of noodles in front of Tang Kaicheng.

It was bland and tasteless, but Tang Kaicheng ate it up.

This time, she did not add salt.

After eating quickly, Tang Kaicheng caressed the red string on his wrist with gentle eyes.

After thinking of something, a wound flashed across his eyes.

*
Decluttering the kitchen is no excuse.

After tidying up, Qin Fu walked out from inside.

At this moment, there is no one in the living room.

Tang Kaicheng, who was supposed to be here, also disappeared, along with the bowl of noodles just now.

Qin Fu's eyes flickered slightly.

Walking to the table, seeing the empty bowl, his expression was gloomy.

It's not suitable, so why bother.

Just like this bowl of noodles, Qin Fu knows how unpalatable it is.

She didn't add salt on purpose.

In fact, Qin Fu didn't know why she did this.

It may be a test, it may not be.

Hiding her thoughts, Qin Fu returned to the kitchen with the bowl.

It's just right that he's gone, so she won't be sad for him anymore.

In fact, without him, I am just as good.

(End of this chapter)