Fake play and real marriage: President, wife is getting divorced again

After discussing the follow-up matters in the coffee shop, the three left.

Gu Nanzhi also started to move.

Originally, she was planning to move again on the weekend, but suddenly such a big incident happened, she decided to settle the moving first, so that she would have time to deal with other things later.

Just do it.

Just as she was about to call the moving company, her cell phone rang. She answered the phone, and Song Rongtian's gentle voice sounded over there: "Sister, I heard that you are moving, do you need my help?"

Good guy.

As soon as this idea popped into her mind, Song Rongtian called. Isn't this too coincidental?

Needless to say, Gu Nanzhi knew that Xia Xue told him that she was going to move. She chuckled lightly, with a slight tease in her tone: "You know all of this, did you install it next to me? Spy?"

On the other side of the phone, Song Rongtian smiled embarrassedly "hehe".

But Gu Nanzhi still refused. It is obviously a matter that can be solved by calling the decoration company, so there is no need to bother others.

Song Rongtian began to pretend to be pitiful; "Senior sister, why don't you let me help you? I am more reliable than the moving company, and I don't charge you any money. Do you really want to reject me?"

Gu Nanzhi chuckled: "No need, I have a moving company."

Under Gu Nanzhi's repeated refusal, Song Rongtian still accepted the fact, "Okay then, the senior will have other work in the future, so you must find me. It is my honor to serve the senior."

Getting along with young blood, Gu Nanzhi felt that he was getting younger.

She answered.

Back to Pei's villa with the moving company, Gu Nanzhi quickly packed up her things, and then said goodbye to Mr. Pei, with a crooked smile on her face: "Grandpa Pei, I will take Xiao Fei to see it later when I have time Goodbye, you."

Mr. Pei sighed countless times in his heart, but he could only wave goodbye.

I also began to feel sorry for my grandson in my heart.

Hey, the road to chasing his wife is long.

I don't know when I can hold my grandparents and grandchildren.

Bringing the moving company to the place where he lived, Gu Nanzhi unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

Song Rongtian, why is he here?

Seeing Gu Nanzhi, Song Rongtian immediately showed a bright childlike smile, "Sister, I just said that we will definitely meet again, how about it?"

Gu Nanzhi thought that it was Xia Xue who told him the address of his home, so he came to the door.

She was a little helpless: "Didn't I say that I don't need your help?"

Song Rongtian touched his head and laughed twice, his handsome face was full of sincerity: "Sister, did my aunt tell you that I live here too?"

These words shocked Gu Nanzhi even more.

Such a coincidence?

Seeing her shocked expression, Song Rongtian didn't continue to speak, but took the things from the mover next to him, "Okay, sister, don't talk about it, let's help you deal with your moving."

Gu Nanzhi: "All right."

With the joint efforts of the two of them and the moving staff, they quickly moved all the things to Gu Nanzhi's new home, and helped her tidy up the new home by the way.

Looking at the simple but warm house in front of him, Gu Nanzhi felt a sense of relief for no reason.

It's already twelve o'clock at noon.

Gu Nanzhi clapped his hands, looked at Song Rongtian whose face was covered with sweat, threw him a wet towel, and then said, "It's getting late, have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, I'll invite you out to eat Dinner, thank you for helping me."

Song Rongtian took the tissue, smiled and said, "Okay."

But in the next second, he changed the subject again, "But I want to eat the cooking that my senior sister cooks herself, is that okay?"

Gu Nanzhi smiled, and uttered two words in Song Rongtian's expectant gaze: "No."

Tired for a long time, she is too lazy to cook.

The light in Song Rongtian's eyes dimmed, and he seemed to be thinking that Gu Nanzhi would be too tired, so he said, "Then let's go out to eat, senior sister, let's see what you want to eat."

Gu Nanzhi asked tentatively: "Hot pot?"

In fact, she has always liked to eat hot pot. I remember that when she was in college, she and Ye Man were very fond of spicy food. Every weekend, the two of them would have a date for a meal, order the spiciest one, and then look at each other. Spicy look, laugh heartlessly.

It turned out that it had been so long.

Song Rongtian nodded immediately, "Okay, I also like hot pot the most."

The two of them went out and sat down in a nearby hot pot restaurant.

Looking at Song Rongtian in front of him, Gu Nanzhi still handed him the menu, "Otherwise, you can see what kind of pot to eat, I can do anything."

Song Rongtian raised his head and asked with a smile: "Sister, do you like spicy food?"

Gu Nanzhi nodded, with a faint smile in his eyes: "I used to be very good at eating spicy food. I don't know how it is now. After all, I have been abroad for so many years."

So Song Rongtian waved his hand and ordered a medium spicy.

Seeing his decisive appearance, Gu Nanzhi thought silently: Could this be an encounter with an opponent?

10 minute later.

Looking at Song Rongtian, who was dripping with sweat, as if he had just finished a marathon, Gu Nanzhi handed over a tissue and asked cautiously, "Otherwise, why don't we stop eating?"

Song Rongtian wiped off the sweat from his face, took another two gulps from the water glass beside him, and looked up: "No, senior sister, I think this level of spiciness is just right."

Gu Nanzhi:?

Or look at your flushed face and answer again?

Gu Nanzhi didn't know what kind of strange psychology Song Rongtian was at work. He obviously couldn't eat spicy food, but he insisted on pretending that he could eat spicy food.

The point is, no matter how much she persuaded him, he wouldn't listen, and insisted on eating.

Gu Nanzhi thought to himself: Could this be a man's strange desire to win?

After a meal, Gu Nanzhi didn't eat much, just looking at the sweat on Song Rongtian's face, he felt full.

The moment he walked out of the hot pot restaurant, Song Rongtian's face was still flushed.

She sighed from the bottom of her heart, looked at Song Rongtian suspiciously, and asked, "You obviously can't eat spicy food, why do you have to work so hard to eat it? Tell me earlier, we can eat other things."

Song Rongtian shook his head, his wet eyes were full of sincerity, "Because, senior sister likes to eat."

His sincere gaze shocked Gu Nanzhi, and she subconsciously looked away.

Then I thought of something, and looked at Song Rongtian seriously: "Ah Tian, ​​let me say it again, I have someone I like in my heart, and I won't like others anymore, you don't have to be so nice to me, you make me very overwhelmed , but I really don't like you, you are suitable for a better girl."

She really couldn't treat such a sincere person indifferently, so she could only declare to him again.