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

It was something she had never smelled before.

She thought that Lu Beiyuan had studied some new dishes, after all, it was Lu Beiyuan who told her to wake up before.

Today she was woken up by the alarm clock, and she didn't see Lu Beiyuan after washing up.

She went straight to the kitchen, and she saw a tall figure vaguely.

The field of vision is completely wide, seeing the people in the kitchen, Su Nanxing half-spoken: "It smells so good! What are you doing..."

She saw Qiao Muye.

For a moment, Su Nanxing thought he hadn't woken up.

But then she saw Lu Beiyuan again.

She blinked, innocent and confused in her expression.

Qiao Muye was still busy, Lu Beiyuan saw her first.

He hurriedly wiped his hands and strode over: "Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Qiao Muye heard the movement and looked back.

They met Sunanxing's eyes.

Su Nanxing's eyes flickered, and he quickly looked away.

She was not at all mentally prepared to meet Qiao Muye in her kitchen early in the morning.

Home is a place that is too private.

The kitchen is not a place to meet guests.

Su Nanxing lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say.

Seeing her reaction, Qiao Muye was at a loss for what to do.

He is already a powerful figure in the shopping mall, but at this moment he looks like a cramped child.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Lu Beiyuan was caught in a dilemma.

He couldn't drive out Qiao Muye who came to the door, but likewise, he couldn't persuade Su Nanxing to let go of his grudge.

Speaking of it, both of them have difficulties and difficulties.

Selfishly speaking, Lu Beiyuan definitely wanted the two of them to recognize each other.

Qiao Muye will definitely treat Su Nanxing well.

Su Nanxing's missing fatherly love will also be made up for.

But he also knows that this will take time.

Qiao Muye's efforts were also needed.

Unable to hold on any longer, Lu Beiyuan quickly said: "Xing Xing, today's breakfast is made by Mr. Qiao. You can try it later and see if you like it."

Not to mention anything else, the current title is very embarrassing.

Calling Dad is out of the question.

Uncle?

Lu Beiyuan couldn't even open his mouth.

I can only call Mr. Joe first.

As for whether he can change his mind in the later stage, it depends on Qiao Muye's performance.

Su Nanxing took a step back: "How dare you ask Mr. Qiao to cook at home, it's too rude."

After she finished speaking, she went to look at Qiao Muye: "I'm sorry, you... you have worked hard."

She went to see Lu Beiyuan again: "Let Mr. Qiao wash his hands quickly, and don't stay in the kitchen."

Listening to her polite and alienated words, Qiao Muye said it was a lie that she didn't feel uncomfortable.

But he also knew that it was impossible for Su Nanxing to change his attitude with just one meal.

He didn't want to leave, so he quickly said, "Xing Xing, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father for so many years. Now that you are pregnant, at least let me take care of you."

Su Nanxing lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Qiao Muye said again: "Back then... your mother liked to eat the food I cooked, so I wondered if you would like it too. Xing Xing, you can try it, okay?"

He brought over the bowl of noodles.

Su Nanxing looked up.

The noodles are not ordinary white, but a faint yellow, crystal clear.

The noodle soup is fragrant and clear.

Very tempting.

Su Nanxing's tears fell unexpectedly.

Qiao Muye panicked instantly.

With the face in his hand, he didn't know what to do, his voice stammered: "Xing Xing, Xing Xing, don't cry..."

Lu Beiyuan quickly took the bowl of noodles from Qiao Muye.

This was the result of Qiao Muye's hard work all night.

In case he is unstable, if he spills it, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Lu Beiyuan put the noodles on the dining table, and came back to wipe Su Nanxing's tears: "Xingxing is so happy, isn't he?"

Qiao Muye was flustered and at a loss. Hearing this, he said in disbelief, "Really, really?"

Su Nanxing didn't want to cry, she didn't even know she was crying.

But the tears didn't listen at all, and fell down in a rustle.

Lu Beiyuan had no choice but to look at Qiao Muye with apology: "Mr. Qiao, otherwise...you go back first?"

Qiao Muye lowered his head and his shoulders drooped. He didn't speak, but silently untied the apron on his body.

He was busy all night and morning, and he didn't expect Su Nanxing to forgive him for this.

But he didn't expect that he would make people cry.

He felt so useless.

He wanted to make up for it, but it seemed that he was hurting Su Nanxing again.

Qiao Muye walked out of the kitchen silently, walked to the entrance, and looked back.

Lu Beiyuan had already hugged her in his arms, coaxing her softly.

Qiao Muye felt uncomfortable, his throat choked up, and he strode out.

Lu Beiyuan was very distressed. In the early morning, Su Nanxing cried. Although Qiao Muye may have been wronged, this matter has something to do with him.

"Blame me," Lu Beiyuan also blamed himself: "I shouldn't have let him in. But Xing Xing, he has been busy since last night, and the chicken soup has been boiled all night..."

Su Nanxing shook her head in his arms.

She didn't really mean to blame anyone.

She has also noticed it herself. Since she was pregnant, she has been extremely emotionally sensitive.

The tears just now were beyond her control.

Before she knew it, tears were falling.

"I want to eat……"

Her voice was very low, but Lu Beiyuan heard it.

Lu Beiyuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly helped her to sit down at the dining table, and brought her tableware.

Su Nanxing sniffed.

Her nose was red, and the corners of her eyes were also red.

Lu Beiyuan looked at her expectantly. Seeing her take a bite and swallow it, he asked, "Is it delicious?"

He originally thought that he was quite talented in cooking.

But when he saw Qiao Muye cooking today, he realized that he was far behind.

He couldn't make it with just this scent.

If Su Nanxing likes it, he has to learn from it and ask Qiao Muye how he did it.

Su Nanxing's eyelashes were still stained with tears, she blinked her big eyes, her black and white pupils were full of surprise.

"What?" Lu Beiyuan was a little nervous: "It's not delicious?"

So is Qiao Muye busy?

It smells good.

Appetizing or not?

Su Nanxing nodded, and said a little embarrassedly: "It's delicious."

After she finished speaking, she felt that she was not strong enough, and said again: "It's delicious, it's the first time I've eaten such delicious noodles."

Lu Beiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. On the one hand, he felt that Qiao Muye's efforts were not in vain.

On the other hand, he thought, Qiao Muye must learn this skill by himself.

My wife likes it, so he will do it later!

After Qiao Muye went out, he looked at the villa for a few minutes, then looked around, and called the life assistant, asking him to find a way to buy the surrounding houses.

Then, he called Li Yuankai: "Tell your grandfather to leave Mocheng immediately and return to the capital. Otherwise, I, Qiao Muye, will break up with your Li family!"

Regardless of Li Yuankai's reaction, he called Li Mingzhu again: "Take the old lady back to the capital, and tell her that if she really doesn't want my son, then continue to make trouble. Just in time, I don't want this mother anymore."