Chapter 2018 Mrs. Zhou, Let's Make a Deal (Part 3)

He leaned on the bed, his body was tired, but he didn't want to sleep.

He looked down at the little girl in his arms. She was still a little girl, only 22 years old. She wanted to divorce after four years of marriage. Now they are reconciled, right?

Although he used some improper means.

But Zhou Chongguang had nothing to regret. After all, for him, fame and fortune had already arrived.

If you want to get Qin Mu's heart, you must let go of hatred.

He chose to let go because he didn't want to lose Qin Mu. He had never been too obsessed with revenge before, but he had never thought about what he did in the past eight years to win her back today.

It's a bit expensive, but it's worth it.

Zhou Chongguang's eyes darkened, and his big hand gently stroked her waist--

Here, there should be a child.

He noticed that these days are Qin Mu's R-stage, and he is working so hard, there is no reason not to get pregnant.

Although she signed the agreement, she might quarrel with him in the future. There is no essential difference between separation and divorce--

If a wife is not in his bed, is she still a wife?

So a child is safer than that paper agreement in Zhou Chongguang's opinion, because Qin Mu is such a kind girl, she will not let the child be without a father.

He lay down for a while, then got up and went downstairs to prepare dinner for her. The servants in the house were not there, and he was the only laborer...

When Qin Mu woke up, it was already ten o'clock.

A bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, and the light was warm yellow.

She sat up and looked at herself under the quilt. There was only a bathrobe, which should have been changed by Zhou Chongguang.

There were footsteps on the stairs.

Qin Mu got into the quilt and buried her face... Zhou Chongguang appeared at the door in a while.

Her little face rested on her knees, looking at him carefully, and she was a little stubborn and silent.

"Are you angry?" Zhou Chongguang smiled warmly, came over and sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to rub her hair, "I cooked, carry you downstairs to eat?"

Qin Mu didn't speak, just looked at him.

"I promise, tomorrow the 8% will be in your name, ok?" His palm fell, and finally pinched her chin gently, "Be good, eat!"

Qin Mu looked at his appearance, always felt that he was strange, after all, he had been cold to her for eight years.

Now she was a little dazed, it turned out that being pampered was like this.

But she was not sure whether she liked it, at least, she still couldn't let it go.

Those injuries, those women, did not disappear from memory.

Qin Mu bit her little mouth and kept looking at him.

That look was cute that she herself didn't know.

Zhou Chongguang stretched out his hand to rub her hair and smiled slightly: "Okay, carry you downstairs."

As he said, he dragged her out of the quilt, and Qin Mu cried out, "It hurts."

He was stunned, and then he saw the spots on her body, his eyes darkened, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Mu was afraid of falling, so he hooked his arms around his neck, refused to look at him, and only nodded slightly.

Zhou Chongguang smiled and kissed her: "I won't be so rough in the future."

Qin Mu bit her lips and glanced at him, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

Although there were only two people, Zhou Chongguang still cooked a table of dishes. Qin Mu looked at the time and guessed that he didn't sleep.

After sitting down, he whispered: "Too much."

Zhou Chongguang's voice was accompanied by a faint smile: "I'm afraid I'm not doing well enough."