[MTL]After Marrying The Wrong Person, I Can't Leave

Ch 43

　　Song Linchu ran back to the room, his heart still beating "thumping". He stretched out his hand to cover his hot cheek, but found that the temperature of his palm was higher than that of his face.

　　The phone buzzed and vibrated.

　　Tan Yue: What are you running?

　　Am I shy?

　　Xiao Songlin: Because my brother is so handsome, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself!

　　Tan Yue: ...

　　Looking at these words, the old man had a rare unnatural expression on his face. Thinking of the underpants that had been destroyed that day and the beautiful morning, his body was inexplicably hot.

　　He coughed dryly, and quickly typed a line of words with his slender fingers.

　　Tan Yue: Go to bed early, good night.

　　When Song Linchu saw this line of writing, he sighed faintly.

　　Look, no old man, that's all.

　　Song Linchu said goodnight to Tan Yue, and was about to put down his phone to take a shower, when he remembered something, quickly took out his phone and sent Tan Yue a message.

　　Xiao Songlin: By the way, brother, those two people today, I feel that the project information they obtained is not simple. They said that the information can be used to find a director position in the next company, so you should ask someone to check it carefully.

　　Tan Yue: Well, I see.

　　Song Linchu put down a big rock, he could only help here.

　　Fast forward to the New Year.

　　This was Song Linchu's first time celebrating the New Year in the city. He thought that the New Year in the city would be the same as the one on TV, full of fire and bustle, but it turned out that he was overthinking it.

　　Fireworks are completely prohibited in Haidu City, and there is no New Year's atmosphere at all. Unlike their town, fireworks and firecrackers continue, every household pastes Spring Festival couplets, slaughters pigs, chickens and ducks, and visits each other to pay New Year's greetings, which is very lively.

　　Moreover, Tan Yue gave the servants a holiday, and even Butler Liu went back to his home for the New Year. The huge villa was even more deserted, with no popularity at all.

　　"Brother, are you like this in previous years?"

　　In the kitchen, Song Linchu asked Tan Yue while chopping meat.

　　Since they were going to Grandfather Tan's house to celebrate the New Year in the afternoon, Song Linchu planned to make simple sauce noodles for lunch.

　　Mr. Tan was too embarrassed to wait to eat, but also offered to help.

　　However, he is a real young master whose fingers do not touch the spring water. Song Linchu saw his hands that were more pampered than hand models, so he gave him a piece of garlic and asked him to peel it.

　　While peeling the garlic slowly, Tan Yue gave a faint "hmm".

　　"Then what are you having for lunch?"

　　Tan Yue paused and said, "Delivery."

　　Although he knew that Tan Yue's delivery must be very rich, but Song Linchu was inexplicably distressed, and at the same time a little annoyed: "What about Tan Mingqing and the others, didn't they invite you to celebrate the New Year?"