After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Shao Yunchen rolled up his shirt sleeve and showed his thin arm, "I'll do it tonight."

"Apron." Lu Yao tiptoed to take down the apron hanging on the shelf, unfolded it and wanted to tie it up for him. "Your shirt is white, and the oil splashes on it. It's hard to wash."

Shao Yunchen glanced at her and turned around. Lu Yao quickly tied an apron for him.

Because both of them have to do housework, she bought an apron one size bigger at the beginning. Although he is tall, it still looks funny to wear it.

Lu Yao didn't go out either, so she leaned against the kitchen door and looked at his busy figure. No matter how well cultivated a man is, even doing this kind of work seems particularly pleasing to the eye, "well, how did you come back today?"

Although they agreed when they got married that unless Shao Yunchen went on a business trip, he had to go home every Sunday, Lu Yao thought he had come back yesterday and should not come back today.

Shao Yunchen didn't look back and was busy washing dishes: "today is Sunday."

"Oh." Lu Yao's eyes darkened.

Sure enough, if it weren't for the agreement in the contract, even his apartment wouldn't come back?

"Why did you call me this morning?" Shao Yunchen asked and explained in passing: "the assistant answered the phone and said someone was looking for me. I turned my cell phone and found that it was you."

Assistant?

Does any assistant call his boss "brother Chen"?

"Just want to ask if you can come back." The sentence "why didn't you save my number" Lu Yao still didn't ask the exit. Just hearing what he said earlier, she felt uncomfortable and turned to the living room.

Lu Yao was bored brushing her microblog. After reading it for a while, she was very upset. She couldn't help opening Baidu.

When she came back, she found that her Baidu was "why does my husband not save my number", or "the husband assistant calls her husband intimate", and so on.

She couldn't help opening a large string of answers. Be careful when your husband is cheating. Quickly check her husband's mobile phone to prepare evidence for divorce. At least she can share more money... She smiled and her heart was sour.

At this time, Shao Yunchen came out of the kitchen with vegetables and shouted to her, "come and have dinner."

"OK." Lu Yao hurriedly turned off her cell phone.

The two had a quiet meal. Lu Yao often looked at Shao Yunchen with complex eyes, but said nothing.

After dinner, Shao Yunchen washed the dishes and went back to the bedroom.

He should be very busy with his work recently. After taking a bath, he went to bed. When Lu Yao applied a mask, Shao Yunchen was already asleep. With his back to her, Lu Yao felt a mountain beside him.

Lu Yao looked at the mobile phone he put on the bedside table and stood for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but quietly took it over.

She used Shao Yunchen's cell phone when taking pictures before, so she knew the password.

After entering the password, Lu Yao casually turned it over. It was nothing. Most of the emails were from work. She didn't understand them very much. When she turned to the text message, she held her breath.

It was a read text message with only a few words: [brother Chen, thank you today. Please have a good meal when you are free another day.]

Fu Xuezi?

Is that the assistant's name? Or another woman?

Lu Yao didn't know how she felt when she saw this message. If it wasn't important, Shao Yunchen estimated that it would have been deleted. She turned off her mobile phone and put it back on the bedside table.

Lu Yao looked at his broad back and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to surround his waist.

The next second, his hands were gently opened, and even the man moved there, deliberately pulling away from her.

Lu Yao's heart was sour because of him.

Last night, he asked her hard and endlessly. She can't even hold her today?

Is there nothing between them except the paper and his physical needs?

Lu Yao thought that maybe she would file for divorce after she was busy with her father.

Four years is too long. She is too tired to wait.