Just a little…
Only a little?!
After hearing Mo Linyuan’s emphasis on that point, Leng Rongrong’s heart seemed empty for some reason.
Mo Linyuan didn’t really like her. It was just a little.
Why did Leng Rongrong feel a little disappointed?
Leng Rongrong frowned. She hugged her knees and looked at Mo Linyuan. She pursed her red lips and said, “I can be your wife, but can you afford to support me? You know that I’m not easy to take care of. I like to spend money and buy all kinds of things. Moreover, I have been spoiled, and my temper isn’t that good. I like to be coaxed and pampered by others. As my husband, it’s necessary to give me money, pamper me, and coax me. Oh, I still have a lot of difficult godfathers to deal with. If you want to become my husband, you must meet my godfathers and deal with them. They have a strong desire to protect me.”
“Although I don’t like a woman who squanders money, I’m not so bad as to be unable to support my woman.”
Mo Lingyuan said expressionlessly, “You look down on your husband too much. As for your godfathers, I can go and meet them.”
“Is that so?” Leng Rongrong’s eyes narrowed.
“Yes.” Mo Linyuan was certain.
“I will consider your words,” Leng Rongrong said, “Are we going to spend the rest of our lives together…”
“Yes,” Mo Linyuan said. He glanced at Leng Rongrong, then added, “I don’t like my emotions to be easily affected by others. Your existence will make me lose control. So, I only have two choices. Either you do as I say and be my real wife, or we divorce and become strangers.”
Leng Rongrong was stunned.
……
Although she had thought of getting a divorce when the time was right, she did not expect Mo Linyuan to mention it first.
One moment, this man said he liked her a little, and the next, he said he wanted to divorce her and become a stranger!
How could there be such a contradictory man!
While Leng Rongrong was still reeling from anger, the man had already left and returned to his room.
After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, Leng Rongrong felt inexplicably upset.
Logically speaking, the two choices given by Mo Linyuan were actually reasonable.
Their marriage was fake, and they would have to divorce one day. If they didn’t divorce, then it was possible that the act would turn into reality.
She didn’t want to consider it at first, but now that Mo Linyuan was considering it, Leng Rongrong suddenly felt irritated.
Especially when Leng Rongrong thought about the divorce…
She was actually a little reluctant to divorce him.
As for turning a fake act into reality, she actually didn’t want to object…
In fact, if she thought about it carefully, Mo Linyuan was indeed not a marriage partner she would feel wronged about. He was good-looking and capable. His character…was also acceptable.
Moreover, Mo Linyuan himself said he could afford to raise a profligate woman like Leng Rongrong.
Leng Rongrong bathed in frustration, then tossed and turned in bed. She didn’t fall asleep until very late. Leng Rongrong naturally woke up very late the next day.
Because she didn’t have a job, for the time being, it was understandable for her to sleep in.
When she went downstairs, she heard the sound of Nanyu playing with Storm in the yard.
Tang Luo was leaning against the door while watching Nanyu and Storm. Li Ruhua was cleaning diligently as usual. Because Leng Rongrong had decided to increase his salary, Ruhua loved his babysitting job even more.
Mo Linyuan was sitting on the sofa. He was wearing a light-colored cashmere sweater and looked like a warm father in his usual spot.
Leng Rongrong stopped on the steps and looked in Mo Linyuan’s direction.
She then remembered her conversation with Mo Linyuan.
Having such a handsome husband at home didn’t seem to be a bad thing because it was too pleasing to the eye…
Mo Linyuan seemed to have noticed her gaze. He turned his head, and their eyes met.
Leng Rongrong awkwardly averted her gaze and rushed downstairs. Then, she pretended to be calm and asked, “Huahua, is there anything to eat? I’m starving.”
“Yes, Miss Rongrong. Please wait a moment. I’ll get it ready for you immediately.”
Leng Rongrong sat in the dining room, and Li Ruhua quickly served her food.
“Ruhua, your cooking skills are getting better and better.” While eating, Leng Rongrong was full of praise for Li Ruhua.
As she complimented him, Leng Rongrong felt a cold and discontented gaze on her. She looked up and saw Mo Linyuan standing under the sun.
The sunlight outside the window enveloped his entire body, and he seemed to have broken out of a cocoon of light.
The sun was so bright that no one could see his face clearly, but his figure was perfectly set off.
He was tall, slender, and had perfect curves.
He was like the perfect male lead in a comic.
Leng Rongrong froze for a moment, then she saw Mo Linyuan walk to her side. He pulled out a chair and sat down.
She couldn’t help but stop eating.
Leng Rongrong looked at Mo Linyuan. “What’s the matter?”
‘D*mn it, why is my heart beating so fast? Am I having a heart attack?’
“You like to praise people that much?” His dark eyes were staring straight at her.
At the side, when Comrade Huahua, who was busy working, heard this, his scalp went numb. He took the mop and ran away.
“Ruhua, you did a good job!” Leng Rongrong was so nervous that her hands trembled.
“I’m horrible then?” Mo Linyuan’s eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.
“No, you’re outstanding.” Leng Rongrong looked up. Her smile was stiff.
Mo Linyuan looked at Leng Rongrong deeply, then threw two cards on the table.
Leng Rongrong was speechless.
Did he throw the card at her without saying a word?
What was going on?
“What is this?” Leng Rongrong looked at Mo Linyuan, who was about to turn and leave.
“The recent income of that street and pocket money for my wife. Weren’t you worried that I wouldn’t be able to support you? Let’s see if you can spend money faster, or I can make money faster.”
Mo Linyuan put his hands in his pockets, turned his head, and spoke casually.
Leng Rongrong looked at Mo Linyuan suspiciously. “You know that I’m never soft-hearted when spending money…”
Mo Linyuan did not say anything and turned to leave.
Of course, Mo Linyuan knew that Leng Rongrong was profligate.
However, he would only make two choices regarding people or things that could affect his emotions. Either he kept them by his side and controlled them, or he threw them far away and never saw them again.
Obviously, Mo Linyuan was more inclined to keep this profligate woman by his side.
Tang Luo and Nanyu were peeking. Tang Luo said in a low voice, “Master Linyuan said last time that he wouldn’t spend a single cent on this profligate woman! Look, he can’t wait to give all the money he earned to Miss Rongrong.”
Little Nanyu said, “My parent’s relationship is going well! A man who spends money on his woman is good. Otherwise, why would he earn money? To be an old bachelor and a miser?”
