Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

It would be Lu Beiyuan being polite to say that it is not suitable.

If it was before, Lu Beiyuan would have questioned him directly.

But now, Qiao Muye's identity has changed drastically.

Even if Su Nanxing didn't want to recognize him right now, Lu Beiyuan didn't dare to do anything wrong.

This is Su Nanxing's father.

Qiao Muye naturally felt the change in Lu Beiyuan's attitude towards him.

After all, Lu Beiyuan was still hostile to him before.

Now, the hostility is gone, but... I guess I don't have much affection either.

Qiao Muye sighed: "I called Xing Xing, Xing Xing...is he unhappy?"

"If you know each other, there is nothing wrong with relatives wanting to meet Xing Xing. But now... this situation is quite embarrassing. Can Xing Xing be happy if they do this?"

Lu Beiyuan almost said clearly, "Xing Xing doesn't even recognize you, let alone your other relatives."

But Qiao Muye knew it in his heart.

It's only natural for him to get to know Sun Nanxing, and to get to know his family members again.

I didn't even recognize it, those people all rushed up, what did they want to do?

Qiao Muye didn't think they had any good intentions.

"I will restrain them." Qiao Muye had no choice but to say the same thing again: "I won't let them disturb the stars in the future."

"It's best like this. Otherwise, the stars will really be disgusted, and don't have a worse impression of you then."

Qiao Muye raised his heart: "What is Xingxing's attitude towards me now...?"

Lu Beiyuan said, "Give her some time."

"Then what... can I do?"

"If it were me, I would definitely perform well."

Qiao Muye humbly asked for advice: "How to express it specifically?"

To be honest, Lu Beiyuan didn't have a specific plan either.

But he feels that no matter what you do, sincerity is very important.

Just like he pursued Su Nanxing, but he didn't know what to do.

He has no experience in chasing people, and he doesn't even know how to please girls.

But now he discovered that there was actually no skill at all.

When my heart is full of being alone, I will unconsciously think of her, worry about her, and can't help caring and caring for her.

To say it is a performance, it is better to say that it is the expression of true feelings.

Lu Beiyuan thought for a while and said, "She can feel that you are kind to her. There is no skill, just change your heart for your heart."

Saying it means not saying it.

Of course Qiao Muye knew this truth.

But now he can't even see Su Nanxing's face, how can he behave?

Lu Beiyuan really couldn't help him much, so he could only comfort him like this.

Qiao Muye said, "I have something under my name, and I want to transfer it to Xing Xing."

Lu Beiyuan said: "She doesn't care about these things, and I don't think this is a good way."

Qiao Muye explained: "I didn't plan to use these to get closer to Xingxing. It's just that what's mine is hers. If I don't give it to her now, it will be hers in the future."

"That's the reason, but if you give it to her now, it's like a star chart for you."

Qiao Muye was also in a dilemma: "But... what else can I give Xingxing?"

Lu Beiyuan reminded him: "Then...how did you get along with Mom?"

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Muye fell into deep thought.

At the beginning, he and Han Rujin were in love with each other, and they were very affectionate, as if everything they did was very sweet.

Even if the two meet each other and eat a bowl of instant noodles, they still feel that it is the best food in the world.

Their happiness has nothing to do with money.

Han Rujin liked to eat junk food, but Qiao Muye was worried about her health, so she learned how to cook.

While making soup at home, the old lady saw him and scolded him.

How can a man enter the kitchen.

Knowing that he was cooking for Han Rujin, the old lady was furious and even smashed the casserole.

From then on, Qiao Muye moved out of the house and lived with Han Rujin directly.

He can cook for Han Rujin as he likes.

He is patient and studies hard, and the food he cooks is very suitable for Han Rujin's appetite.

Qiao Muye's eyes lit up when he thought of this - yes!Now that Su Nanxing is pregnant, he can cook for her!

Just do it!

Qiao Muye went to check the refrigerator at home in the middle of the night to see what ingredients were there.

But it's a pity that he came to Mexico City for a short time, and he didn't cook by himself at all.

The refrigerator is empty.

Even the pots and pans in the kitchen are just decorations and never used.

I don't even have condiments at home.

Qiao Muye grabbed the car keys, put on his coat, went downstairs, and went straight to the surrounding large supermarkets.

In the middle of the night, he bought oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

I haven't cooked for so many years, and I can't remember some recipes clearly.

He squeezed his mobile phone, looked at the ingredients he needed, and selected them all.

At that time, every step of cooking for Han Rujin, including buying, choosing and washing vegetables, was a joy.

Now, that feeling is back.

As long as he thought that this was cooking for his daughter, and his grandson was still in her stomach, Qiao Muye felt full of strength.

When he returned with two handbags full of things, his fingers were red from being strangled, but Qiao Muye even hummed a song.

Supermarkets can deliver, but later.

Qiao Muye couldn't wait, so he carried it back by himself.

He has been pampered and pampered for so many years, and has never done physical work.

But he has the habit of exercising, so it's not that he can't do this job.

In the middle of the night, he started to work in the kitchen.

The hen is slaughtered now, chopped into pieces, blanched and washed, seasoned to remove the fishy smell, and then the soup is started.

This is not for food, he wants chicken soup to make noodles tomorrow morning.

The chicken soup was hung overnight, golden and clear.

The next morning, Qiao Muye was still not satisfied.

It was too late last night. In the future, when cooking for Su Nanxing, he will use pollution-free ingredients.

In the capital, several friends around him have their own pollution-free vegetable bases.

Qiao Muye didn't care about his body, and didn't care about doing it at all.

But it's different now.

He immediately contacted his friends and asked them to send over chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep, vegetables and fruits.

Friends were surprised and suspected that he had changed his gender.

After all, this person had no appetite before and lived like a monk.

Fortunately, the capital is not far from Mexico City, and the ingredients can be kept fresh even when they are delivered.

After Qiao Muye finished the phone call, the meeting began.

The dough is smooth and oily, wake up for half an hour, then roll out and cut into strips.

Qiao Muye carried the food box and knocked on Lu Beiyuan's door.

The servant opened the door, startled.

It's only six o'clock in the morning, and no one's guests come to visit so early.

Lu Beiyuan was going downstairs to go to morning exercises, and he was also shocked when he saw Qiao Muye.

"I'll make breakfast for Xing Xing." He raised his hand to show Lu Beiyuan his food box: "I brought all the ingredients myself."

Lu Beiyuan was silent for a few seconds, then said, "There is a cook at home, and I can cook too."

"That's different." Knowing that Lu Beiyuan didn't dare to stop him, Qiao Muye said directly to the servant, "Help me find a pair of shoes, thank you."

The servant quickly looked at Lu Beiyuan.

Lu Beiyuan nodded helplessly.

What can he do.

You can't drive the old man out of the house.

Su Nanxing woke up, washed up and left the bedroom, smelling a strange fragrance.