I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 1215 - Bookmush

I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 1215

“Although you’ve P*ssed her off now, next, be careful.” The man’s voice was cold and deep as he spoke.

Rongshu lifted her head and looked at the man’s perfect side, “What you mean is ……”

“This call from her is not just simply to provoke you, but to declare war.” Fu Jingting narrowed his eyes.

Rongshu pursed her lips, “Declare war?”

The man lifted his chin, “She’s telling you again that since she’s calling you to provoke you when she’s just out, she’s obviously telling you that she won’t just let go of what she’s suffered, she’ll seek revenge on you.”

Rongshu laughed in exasperation, “She still has the face to seek revenge on me? She was the one who was at fault, but she didn’t reflect on it at all, instead she thought I shouldn’t have fought back, shouldn’t have done this to her, and wanted to get back at me.

The man patted her shoulder, “Don’t take it lightly, she’s not hard to deal with, what’s hard is Su Cheng behind her.”

“I know, don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” Rongshu gave a rea*suring smile to the man, signalling him not to be too nervous.

But how could the man not be nervous about her, he just didn’t say anything at the moment.

But in his heart he had already decided to take action to get that woman Su Man back into prison.

With one less person to help Su Cheng, they would also have one less opponent, and it would be much easier to deal with Su Cheng in the future.

This was the first time he had taken the initiative to deal with a woman.

As a man, he never made a move against a woman, and never used despicable means to count a woman, this was what he was brought up to do.

But this time, he was going to make an exception.

For the sake of Rong Shu’s safety and to be able to better clean up after Su Cheng in the future, he didn’t want to keep to some moral path.

After all, at a time like this, holding on to morality was putting oneself in chains.

Secondly, this woman, Su Man, did not deserve his respect for upbringing and virtue.

The man gently wrapped his arm around Rong Shu, and where Rong Shu could not see, the man looked into the void behind her with extraordinarily beady and cold eyes.

Naturally, Rongshu could not feel it; after all, the man’s indifference was not directed at her.

What she felt was only the man’s tenderness from his heart.

Leaning into the man’s warm and wide arms, listening to his heartbeat, she could not mention how peaceful and rea*suring she felt inside.

At this moment, the smart stove in the kitchen suddenly emitted a dripping sound, and after three rings, it stopped and there was no more sound.

Rongshu hurriedly got up from the man’s arms, “It’s the scheduled time, the soup should be ready, I’ll go stir-fry two dishes and get ready for dinner.”

With that, she was about to get up.

But her shoulders were pressed down by the man.

The man stood up at her quizzical gaze, “What’s wrong?”

“You sit and blow dry your hair while I get the food.” After saying that, he rubbed a handful of the woman’s still somewhat wet hair and walked off towards the kitchen with his long legs.

Rongshu touched the place he had rubbed, smiled a little, and obediently went to get a blow dryer to blow her hair.

By the time she had dried her hair, the man had already prepared dinner.

Rongshu walked over to the table, saw the colourful and fragrant dishes on the table, leaned down and smelled them, then gave the man a thumbs up, “Not bad, Jingting, you’re getting better and better at cooking now.”

“With more practice, you’re naturally better, come on and eat.” The man walked over and slipped a pair of chopsticks into her hand.

Rongshu pulled out a chair and sat down, seeing the man who was serving rice, she suddenly thought of it and hurriedly stopped, “Wait.”

The man stopped moving and turned his head towards the woman suspiciously, “What’s wrong?”

“You don’t eat yet, you have the soup first.” With that, she got up and picked up another bowl and served the man soup.

Looking at her cheerful way of serving soup, Fu Jingting’s thin lips twitched.

It seemed that this soup had to be drunk tonight.

He put down the bowl of rice in his hand and smiled helplessly on his forehead.

The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of these.

Anyway, as long as his grandmother made those messy soups during the day, he wasn’t unable to accept them.

What’s more, it was also a kind gesture from Madam Lu.

Rongshu treated Madam Lu like her own mother, so naturally, Madam Lu was also his mother-in-law.

How could his son-in-law dare to go against his mother-in-law’s words?

What if he was not allowed to marry his own daughter?

As he was thinking, a jade hand carrying the soup was placed on the bracelet in front of him.

Fu Jingting looked down and saw that the light brown soup had some chopped green onions floating on top, which looked quite appetizing.

“Drink it quickly.” Rongshu sat down again, her hands propped up on her chin, looking at the man expectantly and urging.

Under such a gaze from her, the man picked up the soup spoon to the side, scooped up a spoonful of the soup before slowly bringing it into his mouth, his face placid as he drank it down.

“Well?” The man’s expression was really calm, and for a moment, Rong Shu couldn’t tell if the soup was good or not.

Personally, she was partial to the soup being good, after all, when she came out of the shower, all she could smell was the mouth-watering aroma, and there was no offensive smell.

So the soup couldn’t have tasted any worse, surely.

It was just that she had always known that men had always been more demanding when it came to food, so she didn’t know how a soup she found delicious would taste to a man.

Not to mention that the ingredients in the soup made her a little worried that it might have a fishy taste or something.

After all, the fishy smell of beef bones is definitely much greater than that of pork bones.

If the man smelled the fishy smell and recognized that the soup was not made from pig bones, but from cow bones, wouldn’t his lie be uncovered?

Fu Jingting took in the woman’s fidgety eyes and the panic and weakness in her eyes, and his thin lips hooked up slightly, “It’s not bad, it tastes quite good.”

“Really good?” Rongshu bit her lower lip and asked again uneasily, “Is there no other smell? Like a fishy smell?”

The smile in Fu Jingting’s eyes intensified as he knew what she was worried about, then he scooped up a spoonful again and pa*sed it to Rongshu’s mouth, “Taste it?”

Rongshu lowered her eyes and looked at the spoon in front of her, opening her mouth.

If she tasted it, she would taste it.

If she didn’t taste it, she couldn’t be sure whether the man’s words were true or not, so it was better to taste it before she could feel at ease.

After drinking the soup the man handed her, Rong Shu’s eyes instantly lit up, “Delicious!”

A look of surprise surfaced on her face, then she looked at the soup on the table, her eyes full of joy, “I didn’t expect it, it’s actually so good.”

Originally, she was worried that when the stew came out, it would have some fishy taste.

After all, when she first started making the soup herself, a strong fishy smell seeped out from the bones and could not be washed away.

That’s why she was so worried that the man would stop drinking it after the fishy taste came out.

I didn’t expect that it was all because I had thought too much.

Seeing Rong Shu staring at the pot of soup as if she had found some supreme treasure, Fu Jingting’s heart felt as if it had been fiercely poked by a love arrow, so cute that his breath stopped.

How could it be so cute?

Fu Jingting’s throat slid twice and his voice was slightly hoarse as he said, “Want to drink some together?”

“Sure.” Rongshu didn’t even think about it and immediately agreed.

The man took her empty bowl and was about to serve her soup.

She suddenly reacted and grabbed the man’s wrist, “Wait, I’d rather not.”

“Why?” The man frowned.

Rongshu pursed her red lips, “This soup is specially made for you, so I won’t grab it, it’s better for you to drink it, I won’t.”

Although she said this, her eyes kept falling on the pot of soup and never moved away.

When he saw how she was talking, the man let out a low laugh, “I can’t drink all the soup by myself, and who knows if you’re drinking it too since auntie is not here? So how about you just help me drink some? Hmm?”

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