Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 442: Really Too Cruel (4)
Song Yi was stunned for a moment, "Yes." At the end, he asked cautiously, "Boss Ling, why do you care about where I live?"

It wasn't that he was careless. Asking like that just now was really not like his boss Ling's style of doing things. Subconsciously, he felt that he had been tricked.

Knew it……

Regardless of whether Boss Ling's trick is a trick or not, he has to grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yi made a gesture that only the heroine or supporting actress would do in romance novels. With one hand resting on his chin, he looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, really wanting to cry without tears.

Although Song Yi has been ascetic for a while, it doesn't mean that he likes to live with a man, and this man is also Zhou Weike who is traveling with him.

Thinking of the nonsensical dramas I once staged in front of him, I feel extremely awkward, let alone let him live with me.

Ling Mo was not a person with a long tongue, so naturally he would not tell him about the unpleasant experience Zhou Weike had experienced.

Perhaps it was too rare for a big man to do such a pose in the street. From time to time, some people would look at him in the crowd of people passing by on the street.

Song Yi was not too harsh on Mu Qiu, he stared deeply at the warm sun for a while, then looked away, shook his hair, and strode towards the car not far away.

Although he looked at some things with complaints in his heart, he would still do them. Who told him that the one who issued this order was his most respected Boss Ling.

Getting into the car, Song Yi started the engine, thought for a while, and then drove the car towards a store.

Song Yi chose something from the washing area on the first floor, and went straight to the cash register on the second floor to check out without further shopping.

He was queuing up boringly when a somewhat familiar but not too familiar voice came to his ears. He turned his face and saw Liu Yidao who had only met him a few times.

Thinking that he was helpful to Ye Chen's poison, and thinking that he hadn't had a real fight with him, he walked out of the line that had been in line for several minutes and walked towards him.

Looking at the man's resolute side face, he was about to speak, but when he saw the thing in his hand, he froze.

What Liu Yidao held in his hand was nothing but a bottle of lubricant. He not only looked at it carefully, but also asked the shopping guide on the side how it worked.

The shopping guide is very young, and Liu Yidao is also good-looking, his young face turned red immediately, "Sir, I have never used it, if you still have a girlfriend..."

The corner of Song Yi's mouth reveals contempt, which is too obvious. Girls nowadays are not generally open.

At this time, Liu Yidao also felt Song Yi's gaze projected on him, turned his face to look at him, and seemed to be surprised for a moment when he saw him, and thought of something. After a short period of surprise, he Happiness appeared between his brows.

Song Yi was confused by his sudden change of expression, what's going on?

How does it feel, he saw himself as if he saw hope in something.

Heh, how could there be such an idea, Song Yi shook his head vigorously, not letting himself think about it anymore.

Liu Yidao put down the lubricating fluid in his hand and walked slowly towards Song Yi. He stretched out his hand to Song Yi, "Dean Song, long time no see."

Song Yi looked at the hand stretched out in front of his eyes, and wanted to reach out and hold it with him, but thinking about what he just took, he seemed to have a psychological barrier again.

It is precisely because he studied medicine that he has a cleanliness in some respects compared to ordinary people.

Liu Yidao looked into his eyes, as if guessing what he was thinking, smiled softly, retracted the hand that was hanging in the air, and looked at the shopping basket in his hand, "Dean Song bought so many things."

Song Yi pouted, "Yes."

It is true that we have been together for a long time with Ling Mo, and Song Yi always has the idea of ​​playing tricks on others. For example, now, after answering Liu Yidao, he looked into his hand and saw nothing. The corners of his lips turned, and he asked, "Dr. Liu, why didn't you buy anything?"

What he said seemed to be a normal question, but in fact, it was ridiculed with redness, and it was nothing more than an allusion that he had seen him take the lubricating fluid just now.

There was no embarrassment on Liu Yidao's face, not even a trace of turmoil, and there was no ups and downs in his expression, as if it was normal even if he was using a tool of abuse just now.

Liu Yidao's calm reaction made Song Yi secretly dumbfounded. Poison doctors are really different from ordinary doctors like them.

Liu Yidao said indifferently: "I wonder if Dean Song is free today?"

Song Yi said without hesitation: "I'm free."

In the past few times, Song Yi thought of many ways to ask Liu Yidao but was rejected. This time he took the initiative to ask, for his wife Ling, he would never refuse for the sake of so-called face.

Liu Yidao smiled strangely, "I want to talk to Dean Song about some things, is it convenient?"

Song Yi always felt that it was abnormal for Liu Yidao to be so warm to him all of a sudden, but, thinking that he was a man, and not an ordinary man, he didn't think much, nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, but...but... Please, Doctor Liu, wait for me to settle the bill."

Liu Yidao didn't speak, and stepped back a few steps, spread his hands, and made an expression of indifference.

Since Zhou Weike kept silent, Ye Chen could only order pumpkin porridge for him based on what he knew about him in those three months.

Ling Mo finished talking with Song Yi, and when he opened the door and walked in, Ye Chen's porridge and side dishes had just been delivered.

He smiled and stroked Ye Chen's hair, and sat down beside her, "What are you ordering?"

Ye Chen pushed the seafood porridge in front of his eyes, "I ordered seafood porridge for you, and pumpkin porridge for Vico, for myself...white porridge..."

Ling Mo smiled again, withdrew his hand, scooped up a spoonful from the casserole and put it in a porcelain bowl. After picking it up, he didn't rush to eat it, but put it under his nose and smelled it.

Ye Chen asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Wife..." The man's voice was strange, sly and wronged.

Seeing that he didn't continue talking, Ye Chen completely lost patience. If it wasn't for fear of scaring Zhou Weike on the other side, she would really slap her chopsticks on the table hard, and then roar, "What's wrong with you? Are you dissatisfied?" Just say it!"

(End of this chapter)