While he was at it, he gestured and said, "Do you want to cut the shredded meat a little thinner? I think it's a little thick. "
"Why don't you do it?" Wan Milai asked.
Tang Bao looked up at the sky.
The noodles burned faster.
It didn't take long for it to be served.
One bowl for each person was just right.
Tang Bao sniffed hard. "It smells so good."
"Eat it all if it smells good. Don't waste it."
"No, I'll definitely finish everything you made. Don't blame me if it doesn't taste good."
"… You said it smells good just now."
"It smells good, but it doesn't mean it tastes good!"
"Don't eat it."
"I'll eat it." Tang Bao picked up the noodles with his chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth. He sucked the noodles and chewed as he said, "It's delicious. How long has it been since I ate your food? I remember eating it in the dormitory at that time. "
Wan Milai also thought of the past and smiled. "Yes, hotpot! The four of us almost finished all the soup in the pot. "
Tang Bao had a smile on the corner of his mouth. It looked bitter and his tone was a little downcast. "It was still better in the past. Eating hotpot made us so happy. There were no worries."
Wan Milai looked at Tang Bao who lowered his gaze and pretended to be fine. However, he couldn't hide the bitterness in his eyes. She couldn't help but ask, "Baby, what's the situation between you and the Young Master now?"
Tang Bao paused in his eating. His long eyelashes fluttered and he said, "I mentioned a divorce, but Di Haotian wasn't willing. He just ignored me."
"He didn't divorce or reconcile? What does that mean? "Wan Milai asked.
"I don't know either. Anyway, whatever Di Haotian says is the truth. How can I resist?"
"That's true. But Tang Bao, to be honest, I still hope that the Young Master can be more open-minded. You didn't do this willingly. This was an accident, "Wan Milai said.
"Do you think it's possible? Even if both of us wanted to get over it, how could we get rid of the knot in our hearts? You won't be happy in the future, "Tang Bao said as he fiddled with the noodles in his bowl.
Wan Milai sighed.
She also knew that this matter was troublesome.
Even if Di Haotian was willing to accept the Tang Bao, would the Tang Bao himself be able to accept it?
Wouldn't she have to look at Di Haotian every day and think about how she had wronged him?
How were they going to continue living like this?
She knew the Tang Bao very well.
She was a conservative person. She couldn't act as if nothing had happened.
"Milai, I always thought that I still liked Di Junbai, but after this incident, I realized that I'm not happy at all. I'm very sad," Tang Bao said.
"It's normal for you to be sad because you're married and the Young Master treats you so well," Wan Milai asked again. "Did Di Junbai look for you?"
"No."
"Doesn't he need to apologize for doing such a thing?" Wan Milai was angry.
"What's the use of apologizing? It's already happened. Moreover, I don't dare to look at Di Haotian, and I don't want to see Di Junbai either. "After Tang Bao finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to suck on the noodles.
However, there was one thing that Tang Bao was still very strange.
Even if Di Junbai didn't need to apologize, he seemed to be hiding after doing such a thing.
It didn't seem like Di Junbai's style.
Perhaps, both of them thought that this was the best outcome!
After Tang Bao said that, Wan Milai didn't know what to say.
She felt that no one else could interfere in the marriage between Tang Bao and Di Haotian, even the people closest to them.
"Bao Bao, no matter what, I will support you."
Tang Bao nodded and didn't say anything.
Between friends, there were some things that could be understood immediately without words.
The balcony at night was a little cold.
After eating the noodles, Tang Bao and Wan Milai held hot milk tea in the living room and watched TV.
After watching a movie, Wan Milai asked hesitantly, "When are you going back?"
"I'm not going back." Tang Bao stared at the TV without blinking.
"…" Wan Milai asked, "Why?"
Tang Bao naturally didn't want to go back.
Wasn't Lan Wanrou in the castle? She didn't want to see Lan Wanrou at all.
But Wan Milai didn't know.
Tang Bao didn't want to say it either.
If he said it, Wan Milai would jump up.
In the castle, after Di Haotian went back, only Lan Wanrou was there.
When Lan Wanrou saw Di Haotian, he immediately walked forward. "Brother Haotian, you're back?"
Li En also went forward and asked, "Young Master, are we starting dinner now?"
Di Haotian glanced at Li En coldly. "What time is it?"
Li En immediately understood what Di Haotian meant and said under pressure, "Young Madam isn't here. She said that she went to eat at a friend's place, so she waited for you to come back."
"Tell her to come back."
"Young Madam said that she's staying at a friend's place tonight …"
Di Haotian turned around. His dark eyes were sharp and his face was frighteningly cold.
Li En quickly retreated and called Tang Bao.
When the phone rang, Tang Bao was lazily leaning on the sofa and watching another movie.
She didn't move.
Wan Milai reminded her, "Your phone is ringing."
"Mine?"
"Yes, my ringtone isn't this."
Tang Bao wanted to say that her ringtone wasn't this either.
Then he remembered that she had changed her phone.
But who would call her?
She took out her phone from her bag and saw the caller ID. She couldn't help but feel nervous.
Why would the castle call her?
Who asked her to call?
Tang Bao stuffed the phone into Wan Milai's hand and said, "Say that I'm asleep."
"…" Wan Milai looked at Tang Bao who dodged to the side and looked at the phone. She couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Answer it!" Tang Bao urged.
"Why do you want me to answer your call? What if it's the Young Master? "Wan Milai was afraid.
"No, it should be the butler. Di Haotian only knows how to use his phone. Moreover, with the current situation between Di Haotian and I, it's impossible for him to look for me." Tang Bao analyzed.
"Since it's the butler, why don't you answer it?"
"Just in case."
"…" Wan Milai was about to answer helplessly when the ringtone stopped. "No, you don't have to answer it."
After she finished speaking, the phone rang again.
"Could it be something important?" Wan Milai hesitated again.
"If you don't answer it, I'll make you work overtime at the company now."
Wan Milai's hand trembled and she immediately answered the call.
She deliberately turned on the loudspeaker.
"Young Madam, the Young Master wants you to come back."
Wan Milai looked at Tang Bao. Tang Bao immediately lay back and closed his eyes.
This was very obvious. Wan Milai replied, "That … Tang Bao is already asleep. I answered the phone."
"Then can I trouble you to wake her up?" Li En didn't care about this. The Young Master was sitting on the sofa, and his gaze was like a knife cutting his body.
Tang Bao mouthed to Wan Milai what he wanted to say.
She only understood it after he said it a second time and passed it to the butler. "Excuse me … Is the Young Master looking for Tang Bao for something?"
"This is the Young Master's order." Li En only said so.
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