Hubby, Please Spare Me

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His jaw was tight, his face was blue, and he looked at her with fierce eyes, deep and cold, when he swept the kiss mark on her neck, the coldness in his eyes increased, and the corners of his lips were hooked, "Water Miao Miao, you are OUT."

Shen Mochen turned around and walked toward the elevator in a big step. His body seemed to be covered with cold wind. Within a meter, he could freeze everyone.

Shui Miaomiao groaned.

What did he mean, she was OUT?

Shen Mochen's purpose in marrying her was to obtain Grandpa's shares. Now, Grandpa's shares have been given to Yan Yan. He seems to have no need to marry her.

She knew that they always wanted to divorce, but she didn't expect that she could feel her loneliness and reluctance when the divorce day came so early and early.

She didn't even know how to explain it.

After all, this time, she was really wrong.

She could only watch Shen Mochen enter the elevator, leave, and disappear in front of her.

*

Shui Miaomiao returned home, and Yan Yan was already at home. When she saw Shui Miaomiao coming home, she asked, "What's wrong with you, mother, have you lost your money?"

Shui Miaomiao glanced at Yan Yan, a little trance.

She is sour and astringent now, as if being pressed by something heavy, it is more uncomfortable than losing money.

Yan Yan felt a little strange and reminded: "Ma'am, what else are you going to do, dad live here today? Are you still going to cook dinner?"

Shui Miaomiao passed away and walked towards the kitchen.

Will Shen Mochen still come to dinner today?

He will not come.

But, if he would come?

Shui Miaomiao made ingot shrimp, spicy breaded crab, fried razor clams, multi-treasure fish and garlic lobster, and the room was filled with delicious vegetable fragrance.

Yan Yan went to the kitchen several times, and he was so hungry that he stuck his back to his chest.

Shui Miaomiao brought out all the cooked dishes and looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock. Looking at the door, Shen Mochen had not yet come.

Yan Yan pinched a prawn with his hand and put it in his mouth. He glanced at the mother at the door and reminded: "Madam, you call my dad and ask him when he will come back to eat. If he doesn't come back to eat, I won't wait for him."

Shui Miaomiao took out his mobile phone and turned to Shen Mochen's mobile phone number.

The phone rang, it dropped, and then hung up automatically.

In this case, did Shen Mochen black out her mobile phone number?

Shui Miaomiao made another call, and it was still the same.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, and her mood was sad.

Shen Mochen blackened her mobile phone, and certainly would not come to dinner.

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were wet, and there was an urge to cry, holding back the tears, and said to Yan Yan: "You eat, he can't come."

Shui Miaomiao rushed into the kitchen, carrying Yan Yan, tears rolled down and covered his lips.

She should not be sad, this is the inevitable ending, but the feeling of sadness and loneliness is like she was abandoned again.

"Mother-in-law, what about rice?" Yan Yan felt strange and walked towards Shui Miaomiao.

Shui Miaomiao wiped her tears quickly, took the bowl, went to the rice cooker, turned, and walked toward the dining table.

Yan Yan pinched an ingot shrimp and chewed slowly in his mouth. He looked at Shui Miaomiao's red eyes suspiciously and asked, "Ma'am, Dad didn't come, are you crying?"

"No." Shui Miaomiao answered without thinking.

"It's such a big deal. I'll call Dad and let him come to dinner instead. You are stupid." Yan Yan said, drawing a napkin, wiping his hands, and calling out with his mobile phone.