BOSS strikes: sweet wife with twin treasures

Chapter 597 Song Zhimeng is sick
Song Zhimeng just stared at Quli with wide eyes, not understanding what he meant by his words.

Qu Li said word by word:

"So now, there's no need to make any more excuses. Since it was you who broke up at the beginning, don't act innocent in front of me today. It will only make me hate you more, understand?"

After dropping these words, Qu Li directly placed the milk in his hand heavily on the bedside.

After hearing a crisp sound of "Bang Dang", Qu Li turned around resolutely and left without hesitation.

"Curved away."

Seeing his leaving back, Song Zhimeng seemed to want to say something, but there was a feeling of a stick in her throat.

She sat on the bed a little helplessly, hugging her knees tightly with her hands, only feeling that she was in a mess in her head:
"Why is this happening? What the hell is going on here?"

In her memory, her love for Quli is deeply rooted.

Although the memory of the most important days has been lost, she never thought that she would abandon Quli.

How could she leave him if she loved him so much?

So for the past six years, she has been looking for answers everywhere.

Why did Qu Li leave her in the first place, and why was his attitude so decisive after they met again?

But today, what did she hear?
Qu Li said that he broke up with him!

How is this possible?Something must be wrong!

Song Zhimeng almost stumbled out of bed.

When she walked into the living room, there was already the sound of a car engine starting outside.

Qu Yifan was sitting at the edge of the dining table eating breakfast at this time, he turned his head and glanced at Song Zhimeng:

"Auntie, are you looking for my daddy?"

Song Zhimeng nodded.

"But my daddy just answered a phone call, maybe he's going to work today."

After drinking the last bit of milk in the cup, Qu Yifan jumped off the dining chair.

He walked up to Song Zhimeng's side in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to hold her arm:

"Auntie, Daddy said that if you don't eat breakfast, you will easily have a stomachache in the future. I am a man now, Daddy is gone, I have to take good care of you."

After saying this, Qu Yifan took Song Zhimeng by the hand and returned to the bedroom.

With some difficulty, he took down the glass of milk on the bedside and handed it to Song Zhimeng:
"Auntie, drink some milk first, and then eat breakfast, so that your body can recover quickly."

Song Zhimeng looked at Qu Yifan's innocent face, and couldn't even say a word of rejection for a moment.

She could only nod and smile slightly:
"it is good."

While Song Zhimeng was having breakfast, she kept thinking about what Qu Li had said to her just now.

Qu Li has gone out now, does it mean that he will not send himself away for the time being?
As long as she doesn't leave here, sooner or later, she will find out the truth of the matter.

After making up her mind, Song Zhimeng's mood became a little more relaxed.

After finishing her breakfast, she cleaned up all her bowls, chopsticks, cups and Qu Yifan's, then turned to look at the little guy:
"Fanfan, is there any food in the refrigerator?"

Qu Yifan nodded vigorously:

"Of course! Daddy will take me to the supermarket every two days, and then fill up the refrigerator. Auntie, you don't know, my daddy's cooking skills are very, very good!"

"is it?"

Song Zhimeng smiled, she didn't tell Qu Yifan, of course she knew about it.

When the two of them were still together, Qu Li once told her that if you want to keep a woman's heart, you must first control her stomach.

So Qu Li practiced a particularly good cooking skill at home.

Every time, Song Zhimeng would rather wait for him to show off his skills at home than go out for dinner.

Because in her heart, Quli is the best chef.

"Otherwise, the two of us will cook a meal for your daddy at noon today, okay?"

Qu Yifan tilted his head, with a look of suspicion and distrust:
"But Auntie, I can't cook, so can you?"

Song Zhimeng thought about it for a while, Bao Ma seemed to be very easy to learn when cooking, so she said indifferently:

"What's so difficult about it? It's very simple. There's a saying, don't you have seen pigs run before eating pork?"

Song Zhimeng thought, after Qu Li came back from work, and saw that she had cooked him a sumptuous meal, maybe when the time came, her heart softened and she would be willing to talk to herself.

On the other side, Qu left the car and went to a high-end coffee shop ten kilometers away.

When he opened the door and walked in, he immediately saw Li Siye sitting in the VIP booth.

With a flash of his eyes, without any expression on his face, he walked up to Li Siye's side in a few steps.

"sit."

Li Siye spoke lightly.

After Qu Li was seated, he stretched out his hand and called the waiter over.

Two people ordered a cup of coffee each.

Qu Li stared at Li Siye's leisurely drinking coffee, and couldn't help frowning:

"Young Master Li asked me to come over, he probably didn't really plan to drink coffee with me here?"

Li Siye put down the coffee cup in his hand, looked up at Qu Li:

"How is Song Zhimeng?"

Qu Li's eyes flashed:
"I can not understand what you say."

The corner of Li Siye's mouth curled slightly:
"I came here today, not to play a game of cat and mouse with you."

After hearing this sentence, Qu Li was secretly startled.

In fact, logically speaking, Li Siye should not have noticed his emotions last night.

Indeed, Qu Li's acting skills at that time were so good that even Li Siye almost believed that Song Zhimeng was not at his house at all.

But later, he still showed his flaws.

"Are you that sure I hid her?"

"Your acting skills are very good. You almost fooled me last night, but your eyes can't lie."

Li Siye picked up his coffee and took a sip:
"When I mentioned Song Zhimeng's accident, if there was even a hint of worry on your face, your acting skills can be said to be perfect."

It turned out to be a look.

Qu Li smiled helplessly:
"Young Master Li's eyes are indeed vicious."

"I'm not here to discuss this with you today. I'm not worried about Song Zhimeng staying with you these few days, but I want you to do me a favor."

Qu Li frowned:
"The dignified Young Master Li actually needs help from others?"

Li Siye just stared at him intently. From his expression and eyes, it can be seen that he didn't know anything about Song Zhimeng's condition.

"Song Zhimeng is sick."

Without any foreshadowing, Li Siye said these words directly.

(End of this chapter)