Chapter 25
At noon, at 12:30, Mo Rourou was in the kitchen with a plate of scrambled eggs with bitter melon, fried pork liver and eggs.
Although she is an ugly duckling girl, she can't write poems and compose music, but she likes to sing "Love Is It" and "Duck" when no one is around. The songs are not the most popular songs at the moment, but these two songs are full of soft university The memory of youth that was once active during the period.
Her beautiful singing voice is described and nicknamed by Li Baixiang as the goddess of singing.
Of course, Zhao Junlie, as her husband, would not pay attention to or even care about all these little things in Rourou's life. In his heart, he believes that the ugly duckling bride who kicked the iron board and married a second-rate one.
It was too late for him to push her out of his heart, so he always had a distant and indifferent attitude towards Rourou. Anyway, Rourou didn't care, and she was numb and heartbroken and used to it as a commonplace.
"I cooked more chicken soup with mushrooms, Jun Lie worked overtime lately and went to bed very late recently. Alas! Jun Lie..." The voice was a little choked, and Mo Rourou sighed speechlessly.
Jun Lie, when will you open your heart to me and let me understand your sorrow and pain?
When will you realize that my love for you is like a vast ocean unfathomable?
However, no one is willing to answer this question.
"Hot rice noodles with Lu eggs and quick-fried pork liver, and a bottle of sugar-free soy milk." Mo Rourou smiled slightly, packed the rice noodles in a love bento box, and planned to take it to her husband Junlie's office at noon, let him Enjoy and see. She was prepared with satisfaction and smiled brightly.
She tried her best to live out her life, but the emotional world has always been flat and blank. Zhao Junlie doesn't love his ugly duckling bride, and will never have the idea of loving her. So Mo Rourou dare not be optimistic and hope that Zhao Junlie will fall in love with her ugly duckling wife.
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At 1:30 in the afternoon, Mo Rourou looked at the calendar on her phone. Today is the big cleaning day of Zhao's villa.
It started to rain lightly outside, and Mo Rourou used her skills as a good wife and mother to clean the bedroom where she and Jun Lie slept together, singing Zheng Xiuwen's song "Promise", trying to learn how to live every day with a happy heart. day.
Mo Rourou is an ugly duckling girl, her philosophy of life is to live happily and fulfillingly.
She was wearing a blue and white plaid apron, and she was mopping the floor with a mop dipped in disinfectant.
Then, opening the window to let the air in the house circulate, Mo Rourou smiled contentedly. How wonderful it would be if love in the world was like opening a window to receive the sunshine of love immediately!
"Young lady, let's put the chocolate cake we ordered on the dining table and let young lady handle it." The butler of the Zhao family bowed his head respectfully.
The president's wife Rou Rou is a little different from ordinary president's wives. Other president's wives marry tall, rich and handsome president husbands who are busy going abroad for shopping and buying new clothes for social banquets, enjoying the happiness of young mistresses.
It's just that Rou Rou is not happy with this set of enjoyable lifestyles. She not only cleans and mops the floor herself, but even prepares delicious and delicious love bento for Master Jun Lie. bad temper.
Suddenly, Rourou, who is keenly aware of danger, saw a black thing rushing out from the crack in the wall.
ah! Xiaoqiang is an unbeatable pest.
Wow! She is most afraid of insects, but this type of pests is what she hates the most.
The humiliating memory of that year loomed in Mo Rourou's mind, and she chose to replace Ruyi's kidnapping incident. Then she came back from the gate of hell.
"Go away, go away, don't come near me." Mo Rourou suddenly lost her gentle attitude and cried loudly.
She ran to the door of the bedroom, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her face was pale, and her whole body was shaking.
"Rourou, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Junlie, who had just returned home, saw Rourou's empty and frightened eyes, and he felt that he couldn't turn a blind eye and not care about her.
"Jun Lie, save me, I'm so scared." Mo Rourou grabbed his hand and threw herself into his chest like a frightened sparrow. "Don't let them take me."
take away? Things don't seem to be simple!
It seems that this matter is under his control, and he can't stay out of it.
"Rourou, calm down."
Xiaoqiang, who was obviously the troublemaker, was finally stepped on by Zhao Junlie, but Rourou was still afraid and cried.
"Go away, go away." Mo Rourou's eyes were dim, and she hadn't calmed down yet.
"I'm sorry, Rourou." Zhao Junlie knocked the back of Rourou's head unconscious with the back of his hand, and just like that, Rourou passed out in fright.
"Rourou." Zhao Junlie went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.
He saw the chocolate cake on the dining table, and after the housekeeper of the Zhao family explained it calmly, he knew that Rou Rou had specially ordered it, and he wanted him to eat it, so that he could feel happy and satisfied.
After all, the careful Rou Rou knew that Jun Lie was busy working overtime and handling official business, and rarely had time to take a breather. She wanted Jun Lie to have happy moments while eating.
"Rourou, you fool! Little fool." Zhao Junlie sat beside the bed where Mo Rourou was lying, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists with endless love and pity.
Rourou, stop your love, I will not love you, since I lost the news of sister Xiaorou, I will never believe that there is so-called true love in this world. Also, the two of us are not a union of love, but a contractual marriage of interests.