You don't agree to have a baby, and you're anxious and angry about the divorce

Mu Yuan pursed her lips and didn't want to move.

Li Chengye walked into the cloakroom with his bare chest, wiping his hair with a towel with his other hand.

Mu Yuan looked at the bath towel that he was about to throw away, thought of the previous madness, felt a little flustered, and swallowed unconsciously.

"Are you going to work tomorrow?" she asked softly.

Tomorrow is Sunday, a day of rest.

"Meet a partner." He changed into pajamas and walked out of the cloakroom. Seeing Mu Yuan still in bed, he looked impatient and asked, "What are you wasting time on?"

Li Chengye looked at her unwillingness, just like a frustrated young wife, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and sneer: "What do you mean? Wait for me to transfer the money to you?"

Mu Yuan knew he was talking about the money for buying groceries.

Thinking of the 100,000 yuan in his WeChat account, Mu Yuan said, "If you are willing to give it to me, I won't mind."

"Insatiable?"

Mu Yuan immediately retorted: "The more the better."

Li Chengye raised his thin lips in an evil way: "Come here, let me see if the clothes you are wearing are worth 100,000 yuan. If they are, I will pay for them."

Mu Yuan's eyes lit up. Is this really a good thing?

She was skeptical: "Really?"

"come over."

It doesn't matter whether you have money or not.

The main reason is Li Chengye’s temper. If I don’t go over, he might get angry again.

So for the sake of a stable marriage and her own breast health, Mu Yuan compromised and got up and went to the cloakroom.

The man’s cloakroom was customized according to his own height. When Mu Yuan reached out to take something, he had to tiptoe to get it.

Li Chengye stood there, his shoulders leaning on the wardrobe, his arms folded over his chest, looking lazy and relaxed, just staring at her.

Mu Yuan is an art student and is very sensitive to color matching. In addition, the notebook given to her by Aunt Lai contains a detailed list of Li Chenye's dressing habits.

Mu Yuan quickly selected a complete set.

Hang individually on hangers outside.

I also found a watch and tie that matched the look and put them aside.

"Is this okay?" Mu Yuan asked after putting it away.

Li Chengye looked at her ankles which were completely covered by her pajamas after she stood up straight. "Ugly, change into something else."

Mu Yuan: ...

Where is it ugly?

Moreover, his suits are all custom-made, so he doesn't have to choose much. Besides, he is tall and has a good figure, so he will basically look good in anything.

Why is it ugly?

But Mu Yuan saw that his face was as serious as a mountain and he looked very dissatisfied, so he had to rebuild it.

She hung the clothes back up. Li Chengye lowered his gaze and looked at her fair ankles that were exposed because she had to stand on tiptoe to hang the clothes because she was not tall enough. His eyebrows raised slightly.

Mu Yuan picked out another set: "What about this one?"

"I don't like the fabric."

Mu Yuan went back to choose again, but no matter which set Mu Yuan took out, Li Chengye could find fault with it.

The tone still sounds slow and leisurely, as if he deserves a beating.

“The colors are too rigid.”

"The tie doesn't match."

"The buttons are not high-end, I don't like them."

"I've worn it before, don't."

"Too tender."

“Looks old.”

"ugly."

……

All in all, there are thousands of reasons.

Just not satisfied.

The main reason was that he still refused to accept Mu Yuan's direct questioning of her by pulling the clothes, and insisted that she take them off and put the whole set on the hanger on the side.

Finally, Mu Yuan was tired and said helplessly: "You didn't ask me to choose clothes for you at all, you were deliberately making things difficult for me."

Li Chengye looked at her aggrieved mouth and said shamelessly: "You just found out?"

Mu Yuan: ...

It's just bad.

"Let's just use the first one."

The man looked at her resentful and helpless expression, curled his lips coldly, and ended the game with satisfaction.

He walked out of the cloakroom contentedly. Mu Yuan looked at the man's back and wanted to rush up and slap him.

I suppressed my emotions again and again.

After taking out the set of clothes she had chosen at the beginning and hanging them up, she returned to the bed and prepared to go to sleep.

Li Chengye was already half lying on the bed, playing with his cell phone in his hand.

"What are you looking at? Are you going to sleep?" The man didn't even raise his head, noticed her gaze, and said coldly.

Who looked at him?

I just glanced at it unconsciously.

Narcissism.

Mu Yuan went to bed and turned off the main lights, leaving only the small bedside lamp on. Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated, and Mu Yuan took it out to take a look.

【WeChat transfer】

And the note at the top clearly read the three big characters "Li Chenye".

Did this person really transfer another 100,000?

Mu Yuan was surprised and his eyes turned stiffly to look at the people around him.

The man didn't look at her, his eyes were still on the phone: "Don't stare at me, I don't spend women's money, nor do I owe women money."

Mu Yuan blinked her eyelashes and said, "Are you so generous to the people around you?" She couldn't help but feel curious.

After all, he has such a bad temper, but Zhao Kun, who is by his side, is loyal to him and is always available at his beck and call.

Man: "People will help you without money. Are they crazy?"

Mu Yuan: Well, he is still a capitalist with a conscience.

When talking about this topic, Mu Yuan suddenly remembered something. When he was in Jinhui Mansion, Zhao Kun lived with him as his personal bodyguard.

How come I didn’t see him living at home after returning to the villa?

"By the way, Zhao Kun lives with you in Jinhui Mansion, why don't I see him living in the villa?"

Li Chengye glanced at her coldly: "Why, do you miss him?"

"..." Mu Yuan was speechless, "I'm just asking."

"He's next door."

next door?

There are indeed several rooms on the second floor, but no one lives next door, and she didn’t see Zhao Kun come in tonight.

Wait, what if Zhao Kun lived next door!

They were so busy last night, Li Chengye was very strong and the bed made so much noise, didn't someone hear it?

The man saw that she didn't react and understood what she was thinking: "His house is next door. No one can hear you screaming in bed."

The sudden voice instantly pierced through Mu Yuan's thoughts.

She looked slightly embarrassed and lay down silently with her back to him.

The next door...

Mu Yuan had just laid down when his mind reacted to something again.

Zhao Kun actually has a house in Yingyue Bay!

"You are allowed to take the house in Jiangshan Yujing, but others work hard, so why can't they have a villa?" Li Chengye saw her expression and knew what she was thinking, and said in a cold voice.

Mu Yuan turned around and smiled awkwardly: "That's not what I meant. I'm just simply surprised."

Li Chengye glanced at her coldly, his eyes unconsciously falling on her lips: "Turn off the lights, go to sleep."