My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 68 The Cold War

"Is there something you need? You can talk on the phone." I refused Song Yafei's offer.

I don't think Mr. and Mrs. Lin Qiuran would want to see her.

Song Yafei seemed somewhat dissatisfied with my answer, and her tone turned colder, "Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong? I said, it's just for a meal."

If she comes, then we probably won't be able to have this meal.

"Where are you? I'll come find you and have dinner with you." In order not to disturb Mr. and Mrs. Lin Qiuran, I had no choice but to compromise.

It was a bit noisy inside the restaurant, so I covered one ear and went to the entrance.

"Are you coming to find me, or am I going to find you?"

I looked around at the restaurant entrance; I remembered there was a restaurant here that she liked to eat.

So I said to her, "I'll come find you. Where are you? There's some Fujian cuisine here that you like. I'll pack a few of your favorite dishes and come find you."

Song Yafei told me she was at the company, and then hung up the phone.

When I got back to the hotel, I apologized to Lin Qiuran and said, "You two have a good meal, I'll pay. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Lin Qiuran was somewhat reluctant, "What's the matter? You're leaving without even having a meal?"

I looked at him, feeling helpless and unable to explain.

But in that one glance, Lin Qiuran understood.

He waved his hand dismissively, "Go on, go on. Remember to pay the bill. Let me tell you, we won't be polite with you."

Wu Qian patted him shyly beside him.

Lin Qiuran couldn't resist grabbing Wu Qian's slender hand and playfully teasing her.

What an enviable couple!

I went to the Min family's house next door and got some food to go. Then I called a car and went straight to the Song family to find Song Yafei.

When I arrived at Song's, I was surprisingly not stopped at all by the receptionist this time. The receptionist even smiled broadly when she saw me.

That's rather strange!

When I went up to Song Yafei's office, I pushed open the door and found that she was unusually not working. Instead, she was leaning back in a wicker chair, hugging her arms and resting with her eyes closed.

I saw two household lunchboxes on the table next to her, which looked like food that had been prepared at home and brought from there.

"coming."

When Song Yafei woke up, I was staring at two lunchboxes with a name clearly written on them: Yu Chengliang.

It was that guy who brought it over again, trying to curry favor with you.

He's experiencing life at the studio, and he even has time to cook for himself?

He really does seize every opportunity.

But I don't understand, someone had already brought her food, why did she still insist on calling me over?

I placed the takeout containers on the table as well. "One is homemade, and the other is takeout. Which one do you want?"

Song Yafei stood up, unbuttoned her suit jacket, and when she heard my words, a rare look of surprise flashed in her eyes as she looked at me.

"What, are you jealous now?"

Jealous?

I sneered inwardly.

"You two have been together for a long time. If I were jealous, I would have been jealous by now."

Just then, Song Yafei pulled out a chair next to the dining table. Upon hearing this, she slammed the chair down heavily on the ground.

I wasn't unaware of her emotions, but I wasn't willing to explain, so I just opened the food I had brought.

Therefore, I really don't want to touch the things that Yu Chengliang brought.

If she wants to eat, she can just cook for herself.

After I placed all the dishes on the table, I prepared to say goodbye to her, saying, "I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Song Yafei rested her chin on her hand, looked up at me, and her eyes were full of rejection.

Although she didn't say it, I understood what she meant, so I reluctantly pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her.

She set out a bowl and chopsticks for me and placed them in front of me. "Want to eat something together?"

Although I feel a bit better these past two days, my appetite is still not very good.

Looking at this food, I had absolutely no appetite.

But if I refused directly, he would definitely misunderstand, so I made up an excuse on the spot.

"I just ate some with Lin Qiuran and the others, and I'm still full. You should eat more."

Hearing what I said, Song Yafei didn't say anything more and picked up her chopsticks to eat.

Two of the dishes were tomato beef brisket and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I specifically told them not to add scallions, but they still added them anyway.

I instinctively pulled out my chopsticks, ready to pick out the chopped scallions.

As I pulled out my chopsticks, Song Yafei looked at me strangely. "Didn't you say you weren't going to eat? Now you want to eat?"

I paused for a moment, then followed my heart and took out my chopsticks. "No, I'll help you remove these scallions."

Song Yafei's lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly, "You weren't angry when you saw Xiao Liang's lunchbox, so I thought you really didn't care."

Do you care about her?

I used to care, but now I don't want to care anymore.

I paused for a moment, then resumed cleaning.

"Isn't everything between you obvious? Isn't the way I am now exactly what you wanted?"

"It's not that I suddenly stopped caring today, it's just that over time, I gradually became numb to it."

So I stopped caring.

Song Yafei was clearly not satisfied with what I said. She stopped holding the chopsticks and frowned.

"I've told you many times, there's nothing between Xiao Liang and me. He's just done a lot for the company, and I'm just looking out for him a little."

Is it just a matter of showing concern?

Those glaring marks, those repeated provocations.

Without her backing me up, would Yu Chengliang dare to cause trouble in front of me?

I couldn't be bothered to argue with her, since I wouldn't get a single honest answer from her anyway.

"Yes, I believe you."

I just believe what she says, and besides, whether I believe it or not is not important to her.

Song Yafei secretly poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, complaining a little.

"Now they know to bring me food, but what about you? If I don't call, you probably won't even bring me a meal."

"They used to eagerly cook for me at home and bring me meals, but why have they suddenly stopped?"

Was it sudden?

She doesn't eat any of it; she gave most of it to Yu Chengliang. Why would she need me to bring it to her?

This time, I didn't pretend to agree; I just told the truth, "I thought we only needed to maintain the facade of a marital relationship. Whether we did these things or not shouldn't have much of an impact."

This time, Song Yafei was genuinely annoyed. She slammed her chopsticks on the table. "So, from now on, unless I ask you to, you'll never take the initiative again, is that right?"

I didn't actually want to argue with her, nor did I want to upset her.

It's fine as long as we maintain this superficial relationship.

I sighed, and to avoid arguing, I changed my tune, "No, if you want, I can make it and send it to you later."

"Zhang Tian, ​​what are you doing to me? Are you going to keep giving me the cold shoulder like this?"

cold war?

Did she think I was just giving her the silent treatment?