Chapter 775

"Not much . "

Song Xiangsi picked up a jar of water and poured Xu Jiamu a cup . She stirred the noodles with her chopsticks, added water, and then poured it into the bin before serving it to Xu Jiamu again . "I suppose this will dilute the saltiness . "

He peeked into the bowl, which looked even scarier than the "fried sauce noodles" just now, and pulled a face . Even though his expression looked forced, he still lifted his chopsticks and started eating .

The corner of Song Xiangsi's lips curved into a meager smile . She lowered her head and continued to eat the awful fried sauce noodles .

After eating about half the bowl, Xu Jiamu finally couldn't help but put his chopsticks down . "Song Xiangsi, look at yourself . . . you can't even cook fried sauce noodles . . . in the future, who would want to marry you?"

The chopsticks in Song Xiangsi's hand tensed up, and the smile at the corner of her lips instantly disappeared .

In the future, who would want to marry you . . . Did this mean that deep down he didn't want to marry her?

It was only for a second but Song Xiangsi wore a charmingly sweet smile on her face . She then raised her head and looked over at Xu Jiamu . Without a hint of holding back, she stated, "None of your fucking business, I won't marry you anyway!"

In the past, every time Song Xiangsi swore, she would always get scolded by Xu Jiamu . But this time, he was actually so stunned by her words he didn't even notice that she swore .

He stared at her for about five seconds . The hand she used to pick up the chopsticks, tapped the table rhythmically . "I just pity your future husband, that's all . "

"On his behalf, I thank your whole family!" replied Song Xiangsi with a cold smile . She abruptly got up and carried both bowls from the table and chucked the contents into the bin . Then, with reddened eyes, she walked into the kitchen with her back turned to Xu Jiamu at the dining table .

As Song Xiangsi washed the dishes, her tears came crashing down . Coincidentally, the sound of the water running was loud, masking the sound of her feeble sobs .

It was just two big bowls, but it took her ten whole minutes to wash them . In the end, she went to go wash her face before placing the bowls into the disinfection cabinet . She then turned around and saw Xu Jiamu, who had already left the dining table and was standing at the balcony by the living room, smoking .

Dinner was so terrible, she supposed he wasn't full .

Song Xiangsi opened the fridge and took out a pack of instant noodles . She poured hot water into it . After a minute, she walked over to the balcony and put the noodles on the round table on the balcony . "Here, this is for you . "

Xu Jiamu turned his head to see a bowl of steaming instant noodles . He gave a nod, then took two drags of his cigarette before putting it out . He pulled out the chair from under the round table and sat down .

Song Xiangsi didn't leave, instead she leaned against the sliding glass doors . "What were you thinking about just now?"

Xu Jiamu stopped eating noodles for a moment . Then, after a while, he said, "Qiao Qiao's pregnant . "

"She is? That's a good thing . " Song Xiangsi wore a beaming smile for a moment, sincerely happy for Lu Jinnian and Qiao Anhao . "Mr . Lu must be so happy . "

After feeling happy for them, Song Xiangsi couldn't help but shake her head at the thought of how Qiao Anhao's scandal has been buzzing lately . "But it's sad that the baby's mother is being scolded by people like this . I'm afraid that when the baby grows up, people will be pointing fingers at him . Worse yet, he might end up the same as Mr . Lu, traumatized by his childhood and have a lifetime of misfortune . . . "

All of a sudden, the phone rang in the other room . Song Xiangsi stopped speaking and walked leisurely to pick it up .