Divorce me for fame and fortune, why are you crying when I make you a famous queen?

A few minutes ago.

In the bedroom on the second floor.

It was quiet.

Coo~~

Then there was a loud sound.

A slender figure on the bed sat up and looked down at his unassuming stomach in distress.

In fact, Su Qingmei was hungry for a long time, but she had just been looked at by her personal assistant, and she proudly said that she was not hungry in front of others, so she was really embarrassed to go downstairs to eat.

Just hold back your hunger and force yourself to sleep.

As a result, I couldn't sleep at all, and my stomach kept growling.

Su Qingmei couldn't help it, got out of bed, looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock.

She opened the door lightly and quietly walked out to see that there was no light on the first floor, and it was quiet.

I should have slept.

Su Qingmei went downstairs lightly, walked to the kitchen, and remembered that Lin Zhou had just said that he had made beef rice bowls, and couldn't help but drool a little.

She has just recovered from a serious illness, and she has eaten very lightly recently, and she has not had big fish and meat for a long time, and beef is exactly what she loves to eat!

Su Qingmei looked in the direction of Lin Zhou's bedroom, the door was closed, well, she must have slept.

In order not to be discovered by Lin Zhou, Su Qingmei didn't turn on the lights, used her mobile phone as a flashlight, looked around, and finally found the beef rice bowl in the pot on the stove.

It's cold, but it still smells good.

Su Qingmei opened the cupboard, took out a plate and spoon, and accidentally touched the plate halfway, making a clanging sound.

Su Qingmei was startled, quickly squatted down with the plate, and quietly looked at Lin Zhou's room.

There was no movement.

Whew, Su Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief, she was so hungry that she hurriedly put the rice bowl in the pot on the plate, and just stood and ate it in a big gulp.

After the first bite, my eyes lit up.

It's a pity it's a little cold, but it would be nice to warm it up.

Forget it, that guy will definitely find out, so I'll eat it.

Su Qingmei doesn't like to come into contact with strangers, let alone eat in front of a strange man who has just seen her body.

Although this man was trying to save her, Su Qingmei was also very grateful, but she was inevitably a little awkward in her heart.

Fortunately, it was late now, and I could quietly eat alone to fill my stomach.

Su Qingmei was concentrating on eating with her head down, when she was suddenly pounced on from behind, and the other party actually hugged her tightly and wrapped her body with both hands.

The two of them were so close that Su Qingmei could even hear the hot breath from each other's mouths spraying onto her ears.

Then this guy yelled at her: "Don't move!"

Su Qingmei's chest rose and fell in anger, this is my home, you pounced on me, and let me not move?"

She said coldly: "Let go of me."

Then the guy finally realized that something was wrong, and quickly let go of her and turned on the light.

Su Qingmei wanted to stop him from turning on the light, but it was too late, so she had to stand up quickly, but her image at this time was too unsightly.

With disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, if fans see it, I'm afraid it won't be shocking to drop my jaw.

What's even more embarrassing is that Lin Zhou soon discovered that Su Qingmei was secretly eating the beef rice bowl he made.

"So you're here to eat in the kitchen?"

Now Su Qingmei wanted to die, she lowered her head and hummed softly.

I wanted to hurry back to the second floor, but I had just eaten a little, and my stomach was still hungry.

Moreover,

this rice bowl is so delicious!

She was a little reluctant.

Lin Zhou saw her embarrassment, and smiled:

"You sit down for a while, I'll heat up the rice bowl, it's not good for your health to eat it cold."

Su Qingmei still lowered her head, sighed, and then quickly escaped from the kitchen, walked to the living room and sat down.

The sound of fried rice soon came from the kitchen, and it didn't seem noisy in the quiet of the night, but there was a hint of warm fireworks.

On weekdays, you are alone to chew on loneliness, and the cold night against hurtful rumors is completely different.

Su Qingmei stroked her long loose hair, and somehow, she felt that this spacious but deserted home seemed to be warmer.

Soon, Lin Zhou came out with a plate of hot beef rice bowls, put it in front of Su Qingmei, and said with a smile:

"Eat it."

Su Qingmei looked at the fragrant rice bowl on the plate, and then looked at Lin Zhou, without moving the chopsticks.

She was a little unaccustomed to eating in front of strange men, and it was late at night when the two of them were alone.

It feels so awkward!

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Lin Zhou asked puzzled.

"I'll go back to my room and eat.

Su Qingmei picked up the plate and walked to her room on the second floor.

Lin Zhou watched her run away and went up to the second floor, and couldn't help but be stunned.

How can anyone eat in their own bedroom?

What kind of quirk is this?

A cold and beautiful little face leaned out from the second floor and said to Lin Zhou,

"Thank you.

After saying that, he quickly shrank back, like a shy and wary kitten.

Then there was the sound of the door closing.

Lin Zhou shrugged, he didn't expect that the recognized cold goddess in the entertainment industry would actually look like her in private.

Probably her coldness is not really cold, just introverted and shy, right?

Lin Zhou remembered the rumors on the Internet about Su Qingmei's unspoken rules and being a junior, but after these few hours of contact, he really found it hard to believe that Su Qingmei would be such a woman.

Looking at her like that, I guess I haven't even talked about love, where is it as shameless as it is said on the Internet?

I guess she was hacked by a competitor.

After all, Su Qingmei became popular too quickly, and it was not surprising that she was jealous.

Lin Zhou didn't think much about it, he was the boss, he was just an assistant, he had done a lot of excessive things to the boss today, it was good if he hadn't been fired, what did he do with so much idle business?

He simply cleaned up the kitchen, confirmed that the door of the house had been locked, and then went back to the room.

Lying in bed, some can't sleep.

Too many things happened today, he changed from a married man back to a single, and then inexplicably became the personal assistant of the popular diva.

also lives under the same roof as this goddess in the minds of countless men.

Life is sometimes unpredictable.

At this time, Lin Zhou's mobile phone rang one after another.

He picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was actually an information prompt from Station S.

"You received a 100 Amateur Coins tip. "

You received a 1,000 Amateur Coins tip. "

Your work has been played 1,000 times, congratulations!" "Your work has been played 2,000 times, congratulations!"

Lin Zhou hurriedly entered Station S and checked his message bar.

Obviously, in the past half an hour or so, the word-of-mouth of "It's a pity it's not you" has had a small outbreak.

It's not surprising that the people in the music area of Station S are all night owls, and they are used to haunting late at night, especially those who like original music, and after hearing a good song, they will spontaneously forward and recommend it everywhere.

It should be someone who was amazed by "It's a pity it's not you" and recommended it to a friend, and after listening to it, the friend recommended it to others, forming a tap water effect, which made Lin Zhou's playing and singing video skyrocket in a short period of time.

There were even many people who sent private messages to Lin Zhou, but these people didn't come to praise him.

"Woo woo, brother, you're too much, what about the good lovelorn depression? The more I listen to it, the more uncomfortable it becomes

!" "Good guy! I just fell out of love and told me this, you put a knife in the wound!"

"The title party is too much! Healing? It's obviously a depression, right?"