Chapter 776
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"Not much." Song Xiangsi picked up the kettle and poured a cup of water into Xu Jiamu's bowl. She stirred it with her chopsticks, then poured the water back into the bin. She then placed the bowl back in front of Xu Jiamu. "Now it won't be too salty."
Xu Jiamu stared at the bowl of "zhajiang noodles", which looked even scarier than before. His face twitched, and even though it looked forced, he still picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Song Xiangsi's lips curved into a faint smile. She lowered her head and continued to eat the noodles that she found hard to swallow.
Xu Jiamu ate about half a bowl, and finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He put down his chopsticks. "Song Xiangsi, look at you. You can't even make zhajiang noodles. Who would marry you in the future?"
Song Xiangsi gripped her chopsticks tighter, and the smile on her lips instantly froze.
Who would marry you in the future... Did this mean that deep down, he still didn't want to marry her?
In that instant, Song Xiangsi's face lit up with a charming smile. She lifted her head and looked at Xu Jiamu, and said impolitely, "It's none of your business, it's not like I'm marrying you!"
In the past, whenever Song Xiangsi cursed, Xu Jiamu would always reprimand her, but this time, Xu Jiamu was taken aback by her words. He didn't even notice that she had cursed.
He stared at her for about five seconds, and rhythmically tapped the table with his chopsticks. "I'm just expressing my sympathy for your future husband."
"I thank your whole family on his behalf!" Song Xiangsi replied with a cold laugh. She abruptly stood up, picked up the two bowls on the table, and poured the contents into the bin. She walked into the kitchen with her back to Xu Jiamu, who was sitting at the dining table, and her eyes reddened.
As Song Xiangsi washed the dishes, her tears fell. The sound of the running water was loud, just enough to cover up her weak sobs.
It was just two big bowls, but it took her a whole ten minutes to wash them. In the end, she even washed her face before putting the bowls into the disinfectant cabinet. She turned around to see that Xu Jiamu had left the dining table and was standing on the balcony of the living room, smoking.
Dinner was so terrible. He probably didn't have enough to eat.
Song Xiangsi opened the fridge and grabbed a bowl of instant noodles. After a minute, she carried it to the balcony and placed it on the round table. "This is for you."
Xu Jiamu turned his head and looked at the steaming bowl of instant noodles. He nodded and took two more puffs before stuffing it out. He pulled out a chair beside the round table and sat down.
Song Xiangsi didn't leave. She leisurely leaned against the sliding glass door. "What were you thinking about just now?"
Xu Jiamu paused for a moment, then said, "Qiao Qiao is pregnant."
"Is that so? That's a good thing. " Song Xiangsi smiled brightly, genuinely happy for the couple. "Mr. Lu must be very happy."
But after feeling happy, Song Xiangsi couldn't help but shake her head when she thought about the recent scandal. "But the baby is really pitiful. Now that his mother is being scolded, when he grows up, people will probably point fingers at him. He might even end up like Mr. Lu, with a childhood shadow and a lifetime of misfortune..."
Suddenly, a phone rang in the room. Song Xiangsi stopped talking and leisurely entered the room.
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