"Can you stop mentioning him?"

Sheng Wanguan was angry, talked to Gu Beicheng, and hung up the phone.

Gu Beicheng stared at his phone in a daze, and a painful and helpless mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Wanwan, you still can't forget him."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Wanguan was absent-minded. When she calmed down, she found that the meat was fried.

She had to pour it out and wash the pan and fry again, and soon the aroma was fragrant.

Smelling this familiar fragrance, Sheng Wanguan couldn't help but remember that in order to learn how to cook, he visited many famous chefs. He had been scalded and injured by a knife countless times, and finally he had mastered his skills in cooking.

Every time she sees mousse eating with relish, she feels very accomplished.

He said, "I like the meal you cook."

She said, "Then I will do it for you for the rest of my life."

Unfortunately, she is too young to know how long her life will last!

The man she thought she could accompany her for the rest of her life would be just a passerby in the long years!

Ling Xiao came back very early tonight. Sheng Wanguan brought the fried steak and steamed fish to the table. In addition, there were chicken soup and lettuce.

When she brought all the dishes to the table, the father and son, one big and one little, had washed their hands and sat at the dining table. His two handsome faces were more pleasing to the eye than the delicious dishes on the table.

But soon, the faces of the father and son changed.

The chicken soup is too salty and the steak is too old. The steamed fish is not even added with green onions and ginger. Not only is it fishy but it has not been steamed yet, but the lettuce is soaked in a thick layer of oil.

Ling Xiao looked at Sheng Wanguan angrily.

Ling Tianyu also looked at her pitifully.

But Sheng Wanguan didn't notice it, lowered his head and squeezed the rice in his bowl...

Just as Ling Xiao wanted to throw his chopsticks, Sheng Wanguan's cell phone rang.

Sheng Wanguan slowly turned his face and saw a string of extremely familiar numbers appearing on the screen.

Her face suddenly turned pale, and her fingers immediately stroked it on it, and the ringtone stopped abruptly.

Although she has deleted Mousse from the contact list, her number has been typing countless times in the past six years and has been firmly engraved in her mind, and she can't forget it even if she wants to.

Sheng Wanguan's heart was completely confused!

Why did he call her?

What does he want to say?

What else can I say between them?

Ling Xiao looked at the absent-minded Sheng Wanguan with a sharp look. His stomach was not satisfied and his anger became even more intense.

Butler Bai, who was beside him, coughed, and Sheng Wanguan didn't notice it, and he coughed again.

Ling Xiao shot his eyes like a knife at him.

Butler Bai dared not "cough" anymore!

Sheng Wanguan seemed to have reacted, looked at Ling Xiao, and then met his gloomy handsome face.

Sheng Wanguan was about to explain, but Ling Xiao stretched out his long arm and had already taken her cell phone over, opened the call record, and pressed the number.

Is this going to be called back?

Sheng Wanguan was shocked and reached out to grab it, "Ling Xiao, return the phone to me."

This phone call cannot be made. If Ling Xiao heard Mousse's voice, he would definitely misunderstand it.

She was indeed influenced by Mousse today, but she never thought about contacting him.

Musi called her this call. Even if Ling Xiao was not here, she would not answer. She did not forget her identity or his betrayal.

Ling Xiao easily grabbed her hand and pushed her away.

Sheng Wanwan staggered and fell back on the chair.

At this time the phone was connected, and a gentle voice came from the phone, "Hey, are you Wanwan?"

The woman's voice was cautious.

Sheng Wanguan didn't expect it would be a woman's voice, and suddenly he thought of Bai Xue again.

"Hey, are you listening?"

Ling Xiao looked at Sheng Wanguan with cold eyes, turned the volume of his phone to the maximum, and moved it in front of her.

Sheng Wanguan looked at Ling Xiao with a gloomy face, knowing that he would not give up if he didn't figure it out. She also wanted to hear what the woman, who looked like a little white rabbit, wanted to say to her.

She took a deep breath and said calmly, "Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Bai Xue, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to cause trouble for you. Mousse and I are in Korea now. He is drinking and has a lot of red spots on his body. I don't know what to do!"

Bai Xue's voice sounded panic-helpless.

However, Sheng Wanguan doesn't think so.

Muss has always had bodyguards around him. When he went to the United States, it was even more impossible for him to take Bai Xue to the side alone.

This woman is really panicked and should look for bodyguards and hotel waiters. If she doesn’t help, she will be sent to the hospital. Which method is not faster and more effective?

But she gave up the most effective and quick method, but instead thought of her abandoned ex-girlfriend, and successfully found her number.

What is the intention of this phone call?

Test?

show off?

No matter which one, Sheng Wanguan will not accompany him, "Baixue, right? You listen, I will only say the method once."

"Well, you say, I'll listen."

"The method is actually very simple. Just find a few bottles of high-concentration wine and pour it into his mouth."

"What? He's already very uncomfortable and can't drink anymore."

"You haven't heard a saying that fights poison with poison? Didn't you ask me how to do it? This is my way."

Bai Xue finally realized that she was being fooled, and the little white rabbit was very angry, "Sister Wanguan, you are so disappointing."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

A low sneer came from his ears, and Sheng Wanwan looked at him, "Why are you laughing at?"

"Are you not afraid? She really poured him wine?"

"Would the woman who can call me this phone will be so stupid?"

Ling Xiao tapped the table with a slender finger and looked at Sheng Wanguan with a smile, "Are you really not worried?"

Sheng Wanguan shook his head, "No."

Anyway, it's not her business, and she can't die anyway.

Ling Xiao shouted and picked up Ling Tianyu, "Butler Bai, watch her finish all the dishes on the table, and no drop of soup is left."

"Mr. Ling."

Ling Xiao's breath became cold, "What, do you want to replace her?"

Butler Bai, who wanted to plead for Sheng Wanguan, dared not say anything at this moment, for fear of angering him again.

After Ling Xiao left, Butler Bai looked at Sheng Wanguan, "Young Madam."

Sheng Wanguan looked at the table of dishes, said nothing, silently picked up the chopsticks and swallowed them bit by bit.

Three pieces of steak, one and a half pound of fish, a plate of vegetables, a pot of chicken soup, and some rice, each serving is not much, but it adds up to three adults to eat.

After tasting a few dishes, Sheng Wanguan finally knew why Ling Xiao was so angry.

She tried her best to stuff the food into her mouth, and she wanted to spit it out several times, but she held it back. In the end, she couldn't hold it in, so she ran into the toilet and lay on the toilet and vomited heavily.

After vomiting, I rinse my mouth and then came out to eat again.

After repeated several times, I finally drank no drop of the soup.

The last time, Sheng Wanguan vomited until she was exhausted and could only lie on the toilet, but she didn't hate Ling Xiao, she hated herself.

Why do you easily get confused because of a name?

Why did I decide to let go, but my emotions were influenced?

How long will it take, and how long will it take for her to really not care about him?

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