My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

"Shouldn't Zhuang Nan be angry?"

Early the next morning, Feng Lanchu was invited out by Zhu Mingming for morning tea. After hearing Zhu Mingming's explanation, Feng Lanchu asked straightforwardly.

When Zhu Mingming heard the answer, she immediately glared, "What did you say?"

"Hush, be gentle." Feng Lanchu made a gesture on her lips: "Such rudeness will scare the baby."

Feng Lanchu said and patted her stomach.

"For Erbao's sake, I'll let you go."

Zhu Mingming took a look at Feng Lanchu's not-so-obvious stomach, and suppressed the anger that was full of it forcefully.

"You." Feng Lanchu was indeed a bit arrogant on the stomach: "The agreement between you and Zhuang Nan has actually expired for a long time, right?"

Zhu Mingming silently picked up a tiger skin and a chicken claw and remained silent.

"If you really think the two are not suitable, why didn't you bring it up immediately when it was due?"

"I forgot." Zhu Mingming replied blankly.

"Forgot?" Feng Lanchu was puzzled: "We are the number one animal surgeon in China, Dean Zhu, who has such a good brain, how could he forget such a big event?"

"It's clear that you also enjoy the days when you have Zhuang Nan."

Zhu Mingming had nothing to say in Feng Lanchu's first words, and it took her a while to move her mouth dully.

"You, don't tell me that it's okay, just make do with it, I won't listen."

Feng Lan gave her a first glance, just as the saying goes that the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, and Miss Zhu Mingming clearly has her eyes on Zhuang Nan.

"But marriage..."

"What's wrong with being married? Don't tell me about non-marriageism. When you meet the right person, all rules and regulations are just floating clouds."

"Ask yourself, did you find it troublesome during the time you were with Zhuang Nan? Depressed? Painful? Difficulty breathing? Want to escape the apartment?"

Zhu Mingming was stunned by Feng Lanchu's paragraph, and after thinking for a while, she shook her head sincerely.

Feng Lanchu had a look of seeing through: "Not only do you not have the above troubles, but you also have less time to spend time outside, so you wish you could get bored with him at home every day, right?"

Zhu Mingming was a little embarrassed to be seen through.

"This is not considered liking, what else is liking?"

"It's true of you, what will happen if you follow the trend when someone proposes it, you insist on breaking up after three months, obviously the two of you are very close, I don't understand your brain circuit."

Normally, Zhu Mingming always likes to be her dog-headed military adviser in love, but Feng Shui turns finally made her stunned for a while, and Feng Lanchu also said it was very cool.

"You should take a good look at your own heart. Zhuang Nan is a man who shed blood for the country. Such a man is strong on the outside but soft on the inside. He has cut people's hearts out and hurt them so badly that they will never be found again."

Zhu Mingming thought of what Zhuang Nan said last night that his mother had passed away when he was very young, and his heart was in a ball uncontrollably.

Feng Lan glanced at the dark circles under her eyes for the first time and knew that the awkward Miss Zhu must have not slept well last night.

The old god was on the ground eating the crystal shrimp dumplings without missing a beat, and then Feng Lanchu wiped his mouth with unsatisfied interest.

"You must have come to your senses by now, so you two should talk to each other, and don't quarrel if you don't agree with each other."

Feng Lanchu said and stood up, Zhu Mingming was puzzled.

I was in a bad mood today and asked Feng Lanchu to drink morning tea together, but after this guy ordered a lot, he wanted to slap his ass and leave, what do you mean?

Before he could ask, he saw a man standing up at the next table. The man had tough eyebrows and a tall and straight body, but his eyes were full of tiredness and deepness.

Behind him, Jiang Anzhi also stood up.