My Wife Poke Me

"Why are you telling me this?"

Lan Meng snorted coldly: "I'm short of money."

If she hadn't been short of money, she wouldn't have told Tang Shinian this.

But more than that, she didn't want Cheng Ruoqin to have an easy time.

Why did she marry a strange man, but Cheng Ruoqin was safe and sound and returned to the United States.

Tang Shinian said quietly, "The money has been deposited into your account. Please don't contact me again in the future."

Lan Meng hung up the phone consciously.

Mrs. Lan and Father Lan no longer care about her, and Mr. Lan has gone to live in retirement.

He was only busy battling wits and courage with Li Xian every day, so Lan Meng didn't have anything else to think about.

Either she has no support, or she is married, and she has no bargaining chip to fight with Tang Shinian.

What's more, she had already experienced Shi Mubai's ferocious methods once and didn't want to try it a second time.

So, that's it.

However, Lan Meng did not know at this time that the bad things she did when she was young would become retribution and come to her.

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At around four o'clock in the evening, Shi Mubai came back from the company. He greeted Cheng Hua downstairs and went back to the bedroom.

Entering the bedroom, he found Tang Shinian looking pale and rubbing her legs, looking uncomfortable.

He asked: "What's wrong?"

Tang Shinian looked at him and said truthfully: "My legs are cramped."

Shi Mubai strode over, sat down next to her, and rubbed her legs, "When did it start?"

"today."

The man's palms were warm and strong. After kneading for a while, the pain in his calves was gone.

He looked at Tang Shinian and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Tang Shinian took her legs off him and shook her head, "Much better."

Shi Mubai had been focusing on Tang Shinian's cramped legs since he entered the door, so he didn't notice that she had already spoken to him.

Because of the cold weather, dinner was served at six o'clock in the evening, so Tang Shinian was already hungry before midnight.

She was lying on the bed, feeling hungry, but the aunt who was cooking had already fallen asleep, and she was too embarrassed to shout.

Shi Mubai was lying next to her. He was sleeping lightly, but when she moved, he woke up.

Raising his hand to turn on a small light, his deep black eyes fell on her, "Are you hungry?"

He could easily guess who the pillow person was.

Tang Shinian was a little embarrassed to say it, but the baby in her belly couldn't be hungry, so she nodded.

"What to eat?"

“Tomato egg noodles.”

Shi Mubai put on his coat and left the bedroom.

After about fifteen minutes, the man returned to the bedroom with a bowl of hot noodles.

Tang Shinian sat up, and Shi Mubai took off his coat and put it on her.

He took the folding table and put it on the bed, brought the noodles over and handed her the chopsticks in his hand.

A series of actions that can be described as gentle and considerate.

Tang Shinian lowered her head and started eating. A strand of hair fell down and almost fell into the bowl. The man raised his hand and hooked it behind her ear.

Shi Mubai didn't sleep either, so he sat on the side and watched her eating noodles.

After she finished eating, Shi Mubai took the bowl to the kitchen, tidied the bed, and then lay down.

The lights were turned off, but Tang Shinian didn't sleep. Her eyes were very bright at night.

Shi Mubai didn't sleep either.

But the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't speak.

Tang Shinian wanted to ask him why he didn't tell her that he had drugged him, but what happened after he asked?

It seems that she asked him to say it. She was angry at that time and the man wanted to explain, but she was unwilling to listen.

After struggling for a while, Tang Shinian gradually started to feel sleepy, so he stopped thinking and closed his eyes.

In the darkness, Shi Mubai turned to look at the person beside him, his dark eyes staring at her without looking away for a long time.