At 0:32 in the morning, Luo Chen drove back to the single-family villa at No. 6 Rongjingyuan.
As expected, even at this hour, Mu Binglan did not rest, but sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Luo Chen like a goddess sculpture - this time the lights were on in the living room.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, wife."
After confirming that Mu Binglan did not fall asleep sitting down, Luo Chen picked up the apple from the fruit plate on the table and gnawed on it: "You called me back probably because I drove away your car. Don't worry,
I left the car in the garage for you. Apart from costing you some gas, there are no other problems. If you are worried, I can accompany you to the garage to check the car. The premise is that you let me finish the apple first. No.
That’s an exaggeration – I’m starving to death.”
After a whole day, Luo Chen had breakfast at Shen Lexuan's house in the morning. Apart from that, not to mention lunch and dinner, he didn't even bother to drink.
This means that Luo Chen's physical fitness is far better than that of ordinary people, even if he is a serious police elite like Hu Xiaoxiao, who graduated from the police academy.
When there was no food for lunch and dinner, let alone beating up the kidnappers and rescuing the hostages with one enemy and five fat men, it was anyone's guess whether he had the strength to climb up to the fifth floor and break in through the broken window.
"Don't worry, you eat first. I called you back not because you drove away from my car without my consent." Seeing Luo Chen chewing on the apple, Mu Binglan was a little excited.
With sympathy, he pushed the fruit plate towards Luo Chen and said, "If these are not enough, there are some in the refrigerator. You eat first, and I will get it for you."
After saying this, Mu Binglan wanted to get up.
But before she could get up, Luo Chen spoke first, "Just wait a moment. We'd better explain everything clearly first. I'm not used to you being like this. For the sake of our relationship as a couple, what are you doing?"
What do you want to say? Just give it to me, otherwise I won’t be able to eat it.”
Accustomed to Mu Binglan's habitual coldness, Luo Chen was really uncomfortable with Mu Binglan's "virtuousness" at this moment. If he hadn't been holding an apple in his hand, Luo Chen would have really wanted to reach out and touch Mu Binglan's forehead.
See if it's hot to your hands.
Inexplicably, Luo Chen felt that there was a conspiracy in this.
"Mu Binglan, could it be that you were poisoned in this apple?!"
"I--"
Mu Binglan's heart was filled with anger when her good intentions were misunderstood, and she almost couldn't help but pick up the fruit plate and slap it on Luo Chen's head.
“Eat it if you like it!”
After giving Luo Chen a cold word, Mu Binglan easily pulled the fruit plate back to her side and covered it with her hand, making it clear that she didn't want Luo Chen to eat it.
"No, I'm kidding you. You always had a cold face before. I couldn't get used to it for a while. Bring me the plate. You have dinner tonight, and I don't--
"Halfway through his words, Luo Chen suddenly remembered that Mu Binglan received a call from Guo Haipeng before dinner.
After looking at Mu Binglan slightly suspiciously, Luo Chen said with some uncertainty: "You didn't eat at night, did you?"
"Whether I eat or not is none of your business!"
Annoyed by Luo Chen's unintentional words before, Mu Binglan snorted coldly, turned away and prepared to stop talking to Luo Chen.
However, her belly gave her away.
As the general manager of Hyatt International Hotel, Mu Binglan naturally couldn't have time to have dinner after receiving a call from Guo Haipeng.
After Mu Binglan returned home from the hotel, Aunt Fang had already gone back to her room to sleep.
For Mu Binglan, who never dips her fingers in onion water, cooking for herself is obviously non-existent.
Originally, Mu Binglan was only thinking about talking to Luo Chen and didn't feel hungry yet. Now that Luo Chen brought it up, she just wanted to be hungry - her stomach obviously refused to agree.
With two sounds of protest from her stomach, Mu Binglan wanted to get up and go back to her room immediately, far away from Luo Chen.
"Wait, I'm going to cook."
Sensing Mu Binglan's embarrassment, and feeling amused, before Mu Binglan got up and left, Luo Chen got up and left the living room, strolling to the kitchen.
…
More than ten minutes later, Luo Chen, who had made a few simple dishes and cooked a pot of millet porridge, invited Mu Binglan to the table.
"Why don't you eat? Are you afraid that my cooking won't taste good?"
Seeing that Mu Binglan showed no sign of moving his chopsticks, Luo Chen subconsciously thought that Mu Binglan was caring about the taste of the food. He shook his head with a smile and said, "You are so blessed that you don't know how blessed you are. When I was abroad, I didn't know how much
People are crying and shouting that they want to eat the food I cooked."
After saying that, Luo Chen, whose chest was pressed against his back with hunger, was too lazy to talk to Mu Binglan anymore and started eating with his chopsticks.
Seeing Luo Chen move his chopsticks, Mu Binglan, who was also feeling hungry, forcibly restrained her urge to move the chopsticks and eat. She looked at Luo Chen with a slightly tangled expression and asked, "Before eating, I have a question to think about."
Let me ask you, how much are you going to charge me after I finish eating?"
Mu Binglan's question almost made Luo Chen choke.
"You've been doing this for a long time. Are you afraid that I'll collect money from you after you finish eating like last time?"
Luo Chen, who was quite dumbfounded, saw Mu Binglan nodding, and immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and started yelling, "Mu Binglan, Mu Binglan, are you out of your mind, or have you forgotten to get a marriage certificate from me.
I am your husband. From a legal sense, what is yours is mine, and you are mine too! If I really want to get money from you, I don’t have to go to such trouble to cook for you. Just eat your food.
I don’t want a penny from you!”
After Luo Chen finished speaking, Mu Binglan was silent for a long time, then asked uncertainly, "You - you mean what you say?"
“If you don’t believe me, I’ll throw you away. If you like it, don’t eat it!”
After replying angrily to Mu Binglan, Luo Chen started to remove the plates from his side with a sullen face.
"What are you doing!"
Seeing Luo Chen remove the plate, Mu Binglan was immediately dissatisfied (after all, she had been hungry for a long time), "Did I say I wouldn't eat?"
The moment the words fell, Mu Binglan took the chopsticks as a matter of course and started to taste Luo Chen's cooking, adhering to the self-convincing principle that Luo Chen lived in the house he bought and should cook for himself.
After eating it with one chopstick, oh, it’s not bad.
While secretly praising Luo Chen's cooking skills, Mu Binglan picked up the second chopstick without any hesitation. After that, she got out of hand.
"I said, can you eat slowly? You are also the general manager of a five-star hotel. When you eat, can you have some - leave some for me."
Seeing that Mu Binglan turned a deaf ear to his persuasion, Luo Chen simply speeded up his meal.
With the chopsticks flying, in just five or six minutes, several dishes on the table entered the stomachs of Luo Chen and Mu Binglan one after another.
After looking around the dining table and confirming that everything had been eaten, Mu Binglan took a step ahead of Luo Chen with regret in her eyes and put down the chopsticks in her hand.
After finishing the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl and elegantly taking a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, Mu Binglan signaled to Luo Chen, "I'm full."
"You are full, but I am still hungry. If I had known you were so good at eating, I shouldn't have let you come to the table."
After touching his half-full stomach, Luo Chen put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and pushed it in the direction of Mu Binglan, "I won't charge you for the meal. You have to clean the bowl. I'll deal with the aftermath."
I'll leave it to you, I'm going to bed."
After saying this, Luo Chen wanted to get up and leave.
"Wait a moment."
Seeing Luo Chen get up, Mu Binglan immediately stopped him, "I still have questions to ask you."
"Are you done yet?"
Luo Chen, who was not full and had a bad temper, waved his hand to Mu Binglan impatiently, "That's it, that's all, for the sake of you being my wife, if you want to ask anything, just ask it now.
"
Selectively ignoring Luo Chen's complaints, Mu Binglan asked the question on her own, "You know that the kidnappers injured several security guards and are not something ordinary people can deal with, but why do you still go to find the kidnappers alone?
?Do you know it is dangerous for you to do this? Why do you do this?"
Mu Binglan asked Luo Chen three questions in a row and was stunned.
After regaining his composure, Luo Chen re-examined Mu Binglan and more or less understood that these three questions were probably the main reason why Mu Binglan sent a text message late at night to call him back.
Thinking of this, Luo Chen immediately suppressed his impatience and responded to Mu Binglan with a slightly more serious tone, saying: "Gong Yu, I am the security director of the hotel, and I have the responsibility to protect the lives and property of the guests. Privately, I
He's your husband, and he has the obligation to help you solve your problems. As for the danger you mentioned, I'm not exaggerating. Those few bastards are not enough for me to deal with. Speaking of which, you sent a text message at night to call me back, just because
Ask me this?"
"What if?"
While asking the question casually, Mu Binglan returned to her usual cold and cool attitude. Without the slightest bit of embarrassment, she pushed the bowls and chopsticks in front of her towards Luo Chen, "It's too late, I still have to wash myself.
Put on a facial mask, and I don’t know how to wash the dishes, so I’m sorry to bother you.”
She probably also felt that what she was doing was not very authentic. As she stood up, before Luo Chen got angry, Mu Binglan gave some sweet treats at the right time, "From now on, your monthly pocket money will be restored to five hundred. In addition,
The food you cooked is delicious, I am very satisfied, thank you."
After saying that, taking advantage of Luo Chen's cold voice, Mu Binglan hurried upstairs at a pace that was about twice as fast as usual.
…
Study room on the second floor.
Snap!
After turning on the light, Mu Binglan walked to the desk and picked up the photo of her deceased biological mother that had been placed on the desk since the first day she moved into the villa.
In the photo, Mu Binglan's mother has a slightly bulging belly. She has a pretty face that is exactly five points similar to Mu Binglan's, and her smile is soft and bright, full of the glory of motherhood.
This is the only photo of Mu Binglan with her mother.
Over the years, Mu Binglan has kept it properly, and whenever she has something on her mind, she will talk to the photos.
"Mom, he gave me a big surprise today. He actually found the kidnappers who kidnapped the guests from our hotel before the police. Not only that, he also subdued five kidnappers by himself and rescued the guests.
He doesn't seem to be as useless as I thought before..." (To be continued)