Donate 300,000 yuan to invite the God of War to marry, and I ask for a divorce

"..." As soon as the soup entered his mouth, Wan Zhou opened his mouth wide and didn't want to close it anymore.

too salty.

Sanniang knew very well what was going on with her and hurried out to get some water.

Wan Zhou looked at Ji Nanzheng angrily: "You did it on purpose."

Ji Nanzheng: "..."

I did it on purpose.

Ji Nanzheng was secretly pleased, with a faint smile on his face as if he was enjoying the show.

Sanniang brought the water and Wanzhou drank the whole cup in one breath.

Sanniang also brought a cup to Ji Nanzheng, and he drank it in one breath.

"Get out, you are an evil star. I was fine when you didn't come, but when you came, there was trouble." Wan Zhou wanted to drive Ji Nanzheng out.

"You want to cook more?" Ji Nanzheng looked at Wan Zhou with suspicion.

I don’t even know how much salt to put, how can the food I cook be edible?

Wan Zhou knew what Ji Nanzheng meant, and replied bluntly, "I have no problem if you are not here."

Ji Nanzheng went out to the yard and sat in the small pavilion.

The shrimp and mushroom soup that was remade later was made by Sanniang. Wanzhou was not in the mood and just stood in the kitchen to put his name on it.

Finally it was done, three dishes and a soup were placed on the table.

Ji Nanzheng didn't let Wan Zhou invite him. He went into the house himself and sat at the table like the host.

Wan Zhou was shocked by what he saw.

Ji Nanzheng glanced at the dishes on the table: stir-fried pork, stir-fried lotus root, braised chicken legs, and shrimp soup.

"I heard that the crispy pork in your small kitchen tastes amazing."

Wan Zhou: “…”

I even have to order food.

"General, you want to eat some crispy pork. I'll go right away and be back in a moment."

Looking at Sanniang's attentiveness, Wan Zhou was speechless. Sanniang was her person, but why did she look like Ji Nanzheng's person?

Ji Nanzheng was not actually ordering food; he just suspected that the food on the table was not eatable.

He was originally planning to expose Wan Zhou, but he didn't have any evidence. But Wan Zhou cooked by himself, which seemed like he was trying to cover up something.

Anyway, even without evidence, he didn't believe the nonsense that the cook could only cook those few dishes and the rest were inedible.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a small matter.

"General, please try this stir-fried pork." Wan Zhou took the initiative to add more dishes to Ji Nanzheng.

Ji Nanzheng looked at the meat slices in the bowl, then looked at Wan Zhou, and ate the meat slices with rice.

Why eat it with rice? Because after the lesson of shrimp and mushroom soup, he has labeled the stir-fried pork as too salty.

While chewing, he paused for a moment, and after swallowing it completely, he looked at Wan Zhou in confusion: "You really did this."

Wan Zhou felt somewhat guilty: "Of course, didn't you see it?"

Ji Nanzheng: "..."

When did I see it?

But he no longer doubted it.

Because although the stir-fried pork was not salty or woody, it was not cooked properly and was not as delicious as the one cooked in the big kitchen.

Obviously there is no superb craftsmanship.

After he tasted Sanniang's freshly baked crispy pork, he was completely convinced that it was Wan Zhou's craftsmanship.

Because compared to the crispy pork, the other three dishes are obviously inferior.

Wan Zhou knew the purpose of Ji Nanzheng's visit, but she did not expose him. Instead, she was very enthusiastic and kept adding more food to Ji Nanzheng's plate.

Strictly speaking, including the night they ate boiled radish, it was the second time the two of them had eaten at the same table.

It’s better not to talk about the atmosphere of that day.

But tonight, with the candlelight dim, three dishes and a soup, the two sat opposite each other. Ji Nanzheng was still the same Ji Nanzheng, expressionless, eating in a proper manner, but Wan Zhou seemed to have changed, becoming less angular, less defensive, with a slow smile, as if in a good mood, and the act of adding more dishes to Ji Nanzheng even had a bit of a virtuous flavor.

Ji Nanzheng ate his meal seriously at first because he was really hungry. But as he ate, he began to feel something strange.

It was the first time he saw Wan Zhou being so gentle and homely. Wan Zhou, with her edges put away, actually resembled the soft image of a woman he had imagined before.

He didn’t know if it was because he was full or what, but he felt a warm, soothing sensation in his chest.

He also took the initiative to add more food to Wan Zhou's meal, which was a completely unconscious action.

"Thank you." Wan Zhou smiled gently and ate it without any hesitation.

Ji Nanzheng's heart seemed to be warmed again and he felt more comfortable.

The two of them finished their meal in peace and quiet.

The warm atmosphere made Qiu Ge smile, and he kept exchanging glances with Bai Lu.

Bai Lu started to think again, thinking that the general would definitely stay overnight.

Bedding, incense, hot water, get ready.

What about Wanzhou himself?

Of course she also likes this peaceful atmosphere.

But she also has her own plans.

"General, did I behave well today?" After finishing the cleaning, Wan Zhou dismissed the maid and locked her and Ji Nanzheng in the room.

Ji Nanzheng immediately understood what Wan Zhou meant. It turned out that she was trying to show off. He frowned and blamed her for ruining the atmosphere and spoiling the fun.

"One time doesn't count." Ji Nanzheng said unhappily.

I thought Gu Wanzhou had changed. She had indeed changed because of the 50,000 silver notes.

Unhappy.

But thinking that Wan Zhou would really behave himself because of the fifty thousand silver notes, he felt a little happy because he could finally control Wan Zhou.

"Since it's a mortgage, shouldn't the general provide a proof? Otherwise, what if you refuse to acknowledge it?"

"I am Ji Nanzheng." Ji Nanzheng looked at him coldly.

How dare you doubt his character.

"My mother once said that character is the most vulnerable to test. But I still trust you, General, but you have to give me a deadline."

"Three months." Ji Nanzheng randomly said a time limit. He himself had never thought about this issue at all.

"Then it's a deal. If I don't cause any trouble for three months, the general will return the 100,000 to me intact."

Ji Nanzheng: "..."

He didn't expect Wan Zhou to be waiting for him here.

"Gu Wanzhou, did you get all your money by blackmailing like this?!"

Wan Zhou had a sad face and shook his head repeatedly: "Ah..., even General Ji's character can't stand the test, this world is really over."

Ji Nanzheng: "..."

I didn't realize that Gu Wanzhou is such a good actor.

However, after so many dealings with Wan Zhou, Ji Nanzheng has now passed the stress stage and he will not be anxious or angry now.

Gu Wanzhou is not the only scoundrel who can be like this.

So will he.

"Jiangnan said that the banknotes I took were all fake."

Wan Zhou: “…”

Shameless and even more shameless...

Let’s see who is more shameless.

The fifty thousand is really not that important, but it would be difficult if Ji Nanzheng felt that he was controlled by him.

We have to win this round.

"The general wants to default on his debt."

"You used fake banknotes to blackmail me, but I didn't report you to the authorities." Ji Nanzheng found that he was now becoming adept at talking nonsense.

This feeling seems pretty good.

His eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles.

"It doesn't matter if the general is blinded by money and doesn't want to pay it back." Wan Zhou smiled and stood up and walked towards Ji Nanzheng.

When Ji Nanzheng saw him walking towards him, he had a bad feeling, but before he could react, Wan Zhou had already sat on his lap.

Not only did he sit on it, but he also put his arms around Ji Nanzheng's neck.

"If you don't want to pay back the banknotes, then General, you can work to pay off the debt."