I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

"Cough cough..."

Liang Xinyun's light cough suddenly came from the door, and Zhou Mo quickly got out of Han Chen's arms.

When Liang Xinyun saw her hugging Han Chen, Zhou Mo's face was a little hot, and he didn't know where to look in his eyes for a moment, he could only look at Han Chen.

Han Chen glanced at Zhou Mo with a smile, and said to Liang Xinyun, "Mom, Momo is not angry with me."

Liang Xinyun: "I heard it."

She gave Han Chen a tender look, and said to Zhou Mo, "What do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you. Han Chen bought a lot of vegetables today."

"Isn't there chicken soup? Just drink chicken soup."

Liang Xinyun looked at the pot of chicken soup embarrassingly, and couldn't help wrinkling her nose, "It smells really bad."

"It's not bad," Zhou Mo smelled the smell of sour bamboo shoots in the kitchen, but the smell was very mild.

Liang Xinyun was surprised: "Don't you feel uncomfortable with such a strong smell?"

Zhou Mo was puzzled: "The smell is not strong, I could smell it when I first came in, but now I can't smell it much anymore."

Liang Xinyun was surprised.

Han Chen said: "Mom, is it because you have a better sense of smell? Both Momo and I feel that there is no smell."

Liang Xinyun is also hard to say, "Maybe, I guess when I was in school, I smelled a lot of herbs and I was more sensitive to the smell."

"Auntie, if you can't stand it, go to the living room first, and Han Chen and I will have dinner."

"Okay, I'll eat rice today." Of course, Liang Xinyun didn't want to disturb the young couple, she happily went to the living room to watch TV. Before leaving, she told: "If you can't drink the pot of chicken soup, just pour it out."

"What a waste, it will all be stewed soon." Zhou Mo said.

"It's a good pot of chicken soup that Han Chen turned into a dark dish." Liang Xinyun gave Han Chen another look, and said to Zhou Mo, "You can do what you want, and keep it if you can drink it."

"Okay," Zhou Mo thought it could be remedied.

When Liang Xinyun left, Zhou Mo took the initiative to ask Han Chen for an apron.

Standing by the side of the pot, she briefly seasoned it and was taking out a spoonful of soup, ready to taste it.

The hanging neck of the apron appeared on top of her head, Zhou Mo cooperated very much, stretched his neck actively, and asked Han Chen to put it on for her.

Standing behind Zhou Mo, Han Chen extended his arms from both sides of Zhou Mo, stroked the laces on both sides of the apron, and tied a beautiful bow behind Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo also tasted the soup at this time.

"How does it taste?" Han Chen asked.

"Fortunately, you only added spices, you didn't add too much salt, and you didn't add too much seasoning. I want to add some ginger."

"I'll get it."

Han Chen went to the refrigerator to get ginger, washed it under the tap, and took out a cutting board to cut ginger.

Zhou Mo added some salt to the soup, the saltiness was just right, and she added some cooking wine.

Han Chen chopped the ginger and put it in the pot.

The enamel pot on the stove was bubbling and bubbling, and the temperature in the kitchen was a bit high due to the fire.

"Is it hot?" Han Chen asked.

"A little bit." Zhou Mo replied, but all his thoughts were on the chicken soup pot.

"I'll cook in a while, you go out and rest."

"Let's go together and hurry up."

"Well, I'm going to steam the rice."

Han Chen took the rice cooker and was busy steaming rice.

Zhou Mo watched that the time was about the same, turned down the heat on the stove, and turned down to handle the dishes on the side.

After Han Chen finished steaming the rice, he also came over to process lettuce with Zhou Mo.

The two stood side by side in front of the sink to choose vegetables.

Han Chen asked: "Where did you go yesterday? How did I call you? Either it was on the phone or there was no signal?"

Zhou Mo: "When you called me, I was talking to Shen Pan."

Han Chen: "Why didn't you give me back one after the call?"

Zhou Mo: "The signal of the remote number is not good. After the call, I will leave the city, and there is no signal."

Han Chen: "Why didn't you say anything on WeChat? It's been a day, and you haven't responded to my messages."

Hearing his resentful tone, Zhou Mo couldn't help smiling bitterly, "Why don't you ask me why I don't want to reply to your message?"

Han Chen: "Why didn't you reply to my message?"

Zhou Mo: "You are dishonest."

Han Chen wondered, "Why am I dishonest? Why did you say that suddenly?"

Zhou Mo stopped what he was doing, looked up at Han Chen's face, "Your past ten years, especially those years abroad."

Han Chen: "Going abroad to study, soaking in the laboratory every day, it's gone."

Zhou Mo: "Really not?"

Han Chen was decisive: "No."

Zhou Mo didn't intend to go around in circles with him, and asked directly: "What about Luo Fu?"

Han Chen was surprised, "You know?"

Zhou Mo: "Otherwise?"

Han Chen: "How do you know? Did Ren Huaibo tell you?"

Zhou Mo: "You don't need Ren Huaibo to tell me, I know it too."

Han Chen's eyes darkened, "It must be Ren Huaibo who said it."

Zhou Mo: "Do you still want me to torture you? You can do it yourself."

Han Chen: "I have nothing to recruit."

Zhou Mo was still calm, she nodded and asked, "Have you two ever been in love?"

Han Chen was silent.

Zhou Mo's heart skipped a beat, "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

Han Chen was in a dilemma, hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "No."

"Can I think you're lying?" Zhou Mo asked.

"I do not have."

"Why didn't you answer me immediately, and you still have to think about it before answering?"

Han Chen looked away, "I... did get close to her for a while, but it wasn't in love."

"Have you slept?" Zhou Mo asked without hesitation.

She knew that she couldn't convince herself no matter what, so she might as well break the casserole and ask the end.

Let's talk first and explain things clearly.

As for whether she can accept it, she needs time to think about it.

If she wanted peace of mind, she had to seek an understanding first.

Zhou Mo stared straight at Han Chen with piercing eyes.

Han Chen was startled by her direct and warm gaze, and froze for a moment.

"That's not true," Han Chen said, "I still have a bottom line."

"Understood," Zhou Moyun calmly withdrew his gaze.

Han Chen was confused by her instead.

He asked worriedly: "What do you understand? Momo, what happened to you in the capital? I feel that something is wrong with you."

"It's nothing, just as you said, Ren Huaibo told me about your blind date with Luo Fu before you came to Dongjiang."

"How did he know?"

"I am not sure."

Han Chen looked serious and serious, and said, "Xu Qingli also sent me photos of you and Ren Huaibo."

Zhou Mo's chopping hand stopped suddenly, which caught her by surprise.

"What picture?"

"A photo of you having breakfast with Ren Huaibo."

"Let me see," Zhou Mo wiped his hands quickly.

Han Chen took out his mobile phone and handed it to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo knew what was going on just by looking at it, and she said: "It is estimated that Xu Qingli took the sneak shot yesterday morning when he was eating breakfast. At that time, I went downstairs to eat with my tutor, and it was Ren Huaibo who took the initiative to sit next to me. In response to him, let the customer service deliver breakfast to my room."

Han Chen said: "I was also very angry when I saw the photo, but when I think about it, he is such a bad guy, you can't give him a good face. So I don't believe it."