My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 89: is this a request for inspection?

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Huo Jingshen tossed the bag onto the sofa, “Go change, wash your hands, and come eat.”

“Okay.” Su Wanwan obediently leaves.

When she returned, the entire living room seemed to be filled with the aroma of food.

In the open kitchen, four dishes and a soup had already been set up on the table, all of which were very meticulously prepared and even artistically presented; it was a feast for the eyes and the palate that was sure to stimulate the appetite.

Su Wenwen immediately picks up a slice of meat with her chopsticks and puts it in her mouth.

It’s so delicious she could almost cry.

You’re amazing, you even know how to cook, who taught you? You’re so good It’s really yummy…”Su Wanwan praised as she ate.

“Call me hubby.” Huo Jingshen interrupted, his expression suddenly stern.

Su Wanwan puckers her lips.

Forget it then, she decided to stop praising him, instead focusing on her meal.

Huo Jingshen raised his wine glass, poured himself a drink, and brought it to his lips.

“Can I have a little red wine?” The young lady started talking again.

Huo Jingshen lifted his eyelids, looking at her with a cold gaze, ‘You want some?”

Su Wanwan nodded vigorously.

She hadn’t touched alcohol in a long time, and just the smell of the rich wine aroma was almost too much to bear.

Looking eagerly at the wine glass in his hand, she couldn’t help but lick her lips.

This seems to be Lafite…

Huo Jingshen:

The adams apple in his throat moved quickly, and he spoke in a hoarse voice,

“You’re on your period, you should stick to soup.”

“Stingy!”

Su Wanwan huffed, burying her head to continue eating.

But she had to admit, this old man’s cooking was indeed commendable.

Although it was just common home-cooked dishes, each dish was made to a standard that was not inferior to a restaurant’s, especially such elaborate presentations accompanied by red wine, making the ordinary act of cooking a meal seem aristocratic.

Finally satisfied, Su Wanwan patted her stomach, feeling content from the inside out.

“Full?” Huo Jingshen looked at her.

Su Wanwan nodded, “Can you cook from now on?”

His slender and beautiful fingers gently swirled the liquid in the wine glass, and suddenly, he spoke, “I cook for you, what will you do for me?”

“Do…”

Su Wanwan reacted belatedly, her face instantly blushing a deep red.

Oh God.

Does he have to make such advances all day?

“Why are you blushing?” Huo Jingshen watched her leisurely.

That expression, just like a sly old fox.

Su Wanwan chose to retreat, Tm going upstairs!”

Huo Jingshen sat there, playing with the wine glass in his hands, his dark eyes fell on her retreating figure.

The room returned to quiet.

The time was now over seven o’clock in the evening.

It should be eleven in the morning in the United Kingdom.

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As soon as Su Wanwan got upstairs, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, she almost wanted to curse.

It’s Qiao Zixin again!

“Hello!” Su Wanwan said, her tone abrasive.

“Wanwan, it’s me.” Qiao Zixin was cautious, “The thing is, I just searched carefully again and still can’t find my earring. Could you help me look for it again, please? You could check the corners and underneath the backseat of the car. Please, that earring is really important to me.”

Su Wanwan rolled her eyes, “Got it.”

After hanging up the phone, she returned downstairs again.

However, there was no one to be found in the living room or the dining room.

Noticing the balcony door open, she immediately walked over.

“You send me all the files from the orphanage back then, on Yan…”

She only heard that much before the call ended.

Huo Jingshen put down his phone and took a puff from the cigarette tucked between his lips.

The sky was dark, the lights on the balcony were slightly dim, making his expression under the smoke seem even more enigmatic.

“What is it?” Huo Jingshen asked.

Su Wanwan blinked, “Where are your car keys? Let me use them.”

“For what?”

“What’s with your attitude?” Su Wanwan felt that he was acting mysterious, Are you afraid that I’ll find another woman’s belongings in your car?”

Huo Jingshen hooked his thin lips, “Are you checking up on me, darling?”

“Right, are you giving me the keys or not?” Su Wanwan finished speaking and reached out her hand.

Huo Jingshen looked at the small hand in front of him.

Bright and tender, with long fingers, round and cute fingertips, and neatly trimmed nails with no nail polish.

Beneath her raised eyebrows, his thin lips slowly exhaled smoke, his voice unrushed, “Find it yourself, left pocket.”

With one hand holding a cigarette and the other a phone, he was clearly a little hindered.

Without suspecting him, Su Wanwan steps forward and puts her hand into the

left pocket of his suit pants, “There’s nothing there!”

“Are you an idiot? The left side.”

“Who asked you not to be clear about whose left you were talking about?”

Is it my fault?

Su Wanwan pulled back her hand and moved to the right pocket, she searched thoroughly, “Still not there.”

“Behind.”

“Damn, why didn’t you say so earlier?” Su Wanwan cursed in frustration.

After glaring at him, she put her hand in the back pocket.

Hmm.

Who would have thought that the old man’s figure would be so good?

You can’t really tell casually, but he even has muscles…

Suddenly, her wrist was caught by a strong hand.

Huo Jingshen lowered his head, his deep black pupils looking at the small girl who was a full head shorter than him, “What do you want to do?”

Su Wanwan opened her clear eyes wide, looking innocent, pure and naive.

“Back and forth, left and right, you’re not satisfied yet?”

Su Wenwen, again:”….”