Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

With a sigh, Ning Dongyang thought of Jiang Liluo.

If he hadn't acted decisively and slept with her, the original Ning Dongyang would have truly gotten nothing in return.

"I just got divorced yesterday."

"My ex-wife has a crush on someone she hasn't been living with for three years. She'll be coming back soon. So, I have no choice but to step aside."

"So, your boss is single now."

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +8.]

[Emotion +9.]

After hearing Ning Dongyang say this...

A strange light appeared in Ma Xiaoya's eyes.

Mu Qingzhu carried the plate and walked lightly to get some more food.

Zhou Nina patted the large white rabbit, and blurted out lewd words: "Striving to climb into the boss's bed!!"

The atmosphere at the long table suddenly changed.

Fang Ke and the others looked at each other differently than before.

That was a joke before; the boss is single now.

I really want to be a boss lady.

Ning Dongyang's words were half true and half false.

At first, he felt uncomfortable because Jiang Liluo had feelings for Xiao Jibo, and he only wanted to vent his anger for his predecessor.

Now, let's see who gets the position.

His woman, whom he won through her own abilities, he won't give up to anyone else.

Jiang Liluo, that white moonlight, just turn her into a black moonlight, and that's it.

As for Jiang Liluo, women need to be coaxed.

After leaving the seafood buffet restaurant, Ning Dongyang gave Ma Xiaoya and the others three days off, drove himself to get familiar with Jiangcheng, and returned to the Shanshui Yuntian residential area in the evening.

It was the middle of the night.

The moon wasn't dark, and the wind wasn't strong.

Jiang Liluo's phone suddenly started ringing incessantly.

Ning Dongyang, who was fast asleep, opened his eyes, reached for his phone, and saw the words "Brother Jibo" flashing on the lit screen.

She nudged Jiang Liluo.

Jiang Lilu woke up from her deep sleep in a daze and saw the words "Brother Jibo". Suddenly, she felt like there was a thorn in her heart, and she felt uncomfortable.

Shen Shen called me in the middle of the night.

Oh, it's not midnight there.

I don't want to answer.

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "Go ahead and answer it."

Jiang Liluo answered the phone.

"Feed—"

For some reason, I suddenly couldn't bring myself to call him "Brother Jibo," a name I'd always been used to.

After feeding her, she didn't speak again.

What I once thought was a thousand words suddenly fell silent.

Ning Dongyang picked up the phone and grinned: "That's the situation."

"Brother Moonlight, if you still want to come back, Li Luo and I will come to pick you up."

Jiang Lilu shook her head.

Xiao Jibo is back in China, so she doesn't want to pick him up, not at all.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone.

Ning Dongyang pulled out one hand and touched Jiang Liluo's face: "Be good, don't be so heartless."

"So, he was also your former ideal woman."

Even if my beloved is still determined to destroy me, I will still be very magnanimous. A man should have this kind of heart and perspective.

"My dear Li Luo, don't think that you only have one white moonlight. Even if you have seven or eight, I won't even frown."

His tone turned cold as he said, "I will beat them all to death!!"

beep-

Xiao Jibo hung up on the phone.

Ning Dongyang grinned mischievously, "Ex-wife, do you think your white moonlight will be furious?"

[Emotion +8.]

[Emotion +9.]

Jiang Lilu leaned down and gently bit his shoulder: "Call me 'baby' when you're useful, and 'ex-wife' when you're not."

"Ning Dongyang, you're a bad person!!"

Ning Dongyang laughed heartily: "That's right, who would be foolish enough to be a good person?"

"Only bad people get to eat meat."

"Good people can't even get a lick of the plate."

……

There was a washbasin in the master bedroom. After the two got up and washed, Ning Dongyang carried Jiang Lilu downstairs.

Jiang Lilu buried her head in his chest.

The night before last, she could withstand seven or eight beatings, and after getting up, she could still limp.

The night before last, she realized that her claim of being able to take a beating was a joke. However, when she got up, she could still walk with a limp.

Last night, she wasn't beaten many times, nor was the beating lasted particularly long; Ning Dongyang didn't even...

Even so.

There are some questions she really doesn't understand.

When she came back tonight, she pretended to be dead after being beaten once.

Yeah, yeah, otherwise I would really die.

In the living room on the first floor.

The TV was on low volume, playing a mindless soap opera.

Shangguan Qingke was holding a bag of potato chips, popping them into her mouth one at a time. When she saw Ning Dongyang carrying Jiang Liluo downstairs, she quickly stood up and asked anxiously, "Sister Liluo, are you sick?"

Jiang Lilu looked up from Ning Dongyang: "No, nothing."

Shangguan Qingke waved her little fist: "You're not sick, yet you let your brother-in-law hold you, showering me with PDA in broad daylight! How can anyone live like this?"

Ning Dongyang placed Jiang Liluo on the sofa.

He glanced at Shangguan Qingke and said, "Qingke, your dark circles have gotten worse. Don't you sleep at night?"

Listen to this, doesn't she sleep at night?

She has been tormented by sleeplessness for two nights in a row, unable to sleep at all.

Never mind, never mind.

She could tolerate it because she was taken in and there was good food.

Shangguan Qingke said pitifully from the side, "I want to eat Ning Dongyang's cooking."

Ning Dongyang waved his hand: "Let's go out to eat."

Being a stay-at-home dad is boring.

We need to hire a cook in the future.

Jiang Lilu shifted on the sofa: "Dongyang, aren't you going to cook?"

[Emotion +6.]

Shangguan Qingke pouted, "I don't want to move, I don't want to go out to eat."

"After you went out yesterday, Li Luo and I were starving all day, and the takeout we ordered was awful. You came back in the evening and cooked a meal..."

Ning Dongyang also lay down on the sofa, reached into the bag of potato chips next to Shangguan Qingke, grabbed a handful of potato chips, stuffed one into Jiang Liluo's mouth, and stuffed one into his own mouth as well.

"In a city as big as this, with countless restaurants of all sizes, surely there's something for everyone?"

"If you spend too much time cooking, life becomes very boring."

Jiang Liluo lowered her gaze slightly: "You didn't say that before."

"You used to say that food outside wasn't healthy. As long as you're home, you'll make whatever I want to eat."