Chapter 112: Old Gu, you don't think Li Songyun would have blackballed you, do you?

Xie Ruhang had classes from the afternoon to the evening, and Tang Bai decided to spend the second half of the day with Li Songyun on live streaming.

Speaking of Li Songyun, Tang Bai has to admire Li Songyun's efficiency, in less than a day, Uncle Li has already packed up his new home! Inviting him to his new home for a live broadcast!

On this day Li Songyun did four things: file for divorce, find a house, move house, and prepare the content for the live broadcast.

Papa Tang can't help but say of Li Songyun, "He's more efficient than more than 90 per cent of the staff in my company."

After noticing Tang Bai's puzzled gaze, Li Songyun said brightly, "I need a teaching qualification to teach in primary schools, and I'm going to get my teaching qualification in the meantime."

So a fifth thing was done today?

Tang Bai: "......" Strong, too strong.

Tang Bai realised that she had underestimated Li Songyun, whose time management skills had been repeatedly touted by Director Huang a long time ago, as well as her ability to keep herself beautiful despite her household chores, but she was always underestimated when it came to her family.

If Li Songyun hadn't been a stay-at-home dad for the first 26 years, he could have made it in any career.

"I'm going to make a fruit platter live." Li Songyun showed Tang Bai the process he had written, and as they discussed their ideas and decided to go on air, Li Songyun suddenly received a light-brain beep.

It's a message from Gu Mian.

Gu Mian: "I'll pick you up at night and take you home."

Li Songyun frowned, " Gu Mian ,I'm separating from you."

Gu Mian: "I didn't agree to it."

Li Songyun has so little patience for Gu Mian that he can almost imagine Gu Mian's next repetitive answers.

Li Songyun: "I'm very busy, Gu Mian, and I don't have time to waste with you on meaningless things right now. If you came to me today just to talk about this, then I can tell you clearly that I'm separated from you, whether you agree or not."

Li Songyun: "If you say any more nonsensical crap, I'll blackball you."

Li Songyun waited for a while and was about to close the dialog box when Gu Mian popped up again: "Why did you crop the wedding photo?"

Li Songyun: "I take what belongs to me."

Gu Mian also asked, "Why did you leave the ornaments behind?"

Li Songyun: "Because it doesn't belong to me."

It was too expensive, an ornament worth a planet, and he would never have bought such an expensive piece of jewellery if the Gu Mian of the time had not taken the card and told him that he must spend what was on it to acquire the ornament and buy the face of Mrs Gu Family.

Gu Mian: "Why don't they belong to you?"

Li Songyun doesn't like talking to Gu Mian, either in person or over the internet. Gu Mian's cold tone is always uncomfortable, like this barrage of questions, which is more like interrogating a prisoner than chatting.

"Because these things belong to Mrs. Gu." Li Songyun said coldly, "And I'm not Mrs. Gu anymore."

"I have something to do, let's talk about it when I'm done." Li Songyun threw Gu Mian straight into the blacklist, ready to put Gu Mian back out when he was busy.

He had never done such a rude thing to anyone, let alone to Gu Mian.

For the past twenty-six years of marriage, Gu Mian has been at his beck and call whenever he has asked for anything, fulfilling all the obligations of a wife to the letter.

But the focus of his life is no longer the Gu Family.

Li Songyun showed Tang Bai a gentle smile, "Sorry to keep you waiting, let's get started live."

*

Tang Bai is live for the first time with other anchors!

The live broadcast is still a long-awaited live food broadcast~

Wait a minute! That little anchor's real identity is Gu Tunan's baby daddy!!!

If you want to know what it's like to be friends with your ex-boyfriend's little dad, click on Li Songyun's live chat!

Within three minutes of the broadcast, the number of viewers on Li Songyun's live stream had skyrocketed.

Tang Bai and Li Songyun greeted the camera together, one is a lively and cute noble little omega, the other is a sensible and elegant mature omega, both of them have their own beauty, even if they don't do anything, just licking their faces is enough to make everyone satisfied.

[Hello Little Tang! Mrs. Gu

Mrs. Gu, see if I'm your daughter-in-law material!

[Mrs. Gu is so elegant! Can you share some skin care tips?

[Can you capture Gu Tunan's heart by learning to cook?

......

In front of the friendly "Mrs. Gu", Li Songyun said softly, "Hello everyone, it's a pleasure to communicate with you as a live stream on StarHub. Making, teaching etiquette, time management ...... I hope you can call me Li Songyun, Mr Lai and Mr Lai, because here I am myself and not anyone's wife."

Tang Bai said positively, "Hello, Ms. Lai! Ms. Lai is a master of time management, she's a good cook and a good teacher. Today, Ms. Lai is going to give us a restoration of an ancient imperial dish, so let's warm up with a fruit sculpture before making the imperial dish ~"

With Tang Bai's change of tone, the pop-ups shouted out for Mr. Lai.

Li Songyun removes the fruit from the basket. He picks up the fruit knife and takes a deep breath, gazing intently at the red-brown fruit in his hands.

*

Gu Mian has been waiting for a reply from Li Songyun.

His last question on the message page, "Why don't you want to be Mrs. Gu anymore", was not answered.

Is it Li Songyun who is organising the language?

Grey-blue eyes sunken into the optical brain, no matter what Li Songyun was doing, whether it was cooking, bringing up the kids, sleeping ...... Li Songyun never returned his messages more than a minute apart.

"It's rare, Old Gu, that you would actually touch a fish on your way to work." Lt. Gen. Mo came over in wonder.

Gu Mian did not avoid Lt. Gen. Mo, who would give him emotional references during this time, although the vast majority of them he did not listen to.

"You're waiting for Li Songyun to get back to you?" If someone had told him that Gu Mian had waited ten minutes for a message to be returned, he would have asked if that person was the supreme battlefield commander, and that the war was so urgent that the Federation would be wiped out in the next second.

Gu Mian gave a hint and continued to look at the light brain carefully.

"No, Old Gu, didn't you see Li Songyun say he had things to do and that he would wait until he was busy?" Lieutenant General Mo said helplessly, "Don't you wait around, the Empire is sending someone over in a while and we have a bunch of things to deal with."

Gu Mian was silent for a while and sent a message asking, "Are you busy?"

Lieutenant General Mo: "......"

When Lieutenant General Mo looked up Gu Mian and Li Songyun's chat history, he suddenly had a shocking suspicion that was so frightening that he was hesitant to believe it, but when he saw Gu Mian's stubborn look of waiting until the sea dries up, Lieutenant General Mo plucked up his courage and said tremulously, "Old Gu, you said Li Songyun I don't suppose you've been blackballed?"

Gu Mian looked up at Lt. Gen. Mo, those handsome eyebrows furrowed, "Pulling the plug?"

Lt. Gen. Mo was inexplicably vain: "Can you try transferring money to Li Songyun? It won't work if it's blacked out."

Three seconds later, a stark "You are not the other person's friend, transfer failed" line plunged the air into a long silence.

"What are you two doing together, are you watching Li Songyun live?" An officer came over and said cheerfully.

"Live?" The two alpha's said in unison.

" Gu Mian, your wife live streaming you don't know?" The officer showed the live feed to the two men.

In the live room, the camera focuses on a pair of long, slender hands that have superior nail beds, no nail polish and a small black mole on the index finger.

This is the hand of Li Songyun.

Gu Mian remembers the way Li Songyun held his knife and how he would always peel his fruit in this position.

During the time he was seriously injured in his hospital bed, Li Songyun sat beside it, carved fruit into the shape of the Empire's usual mechs and said to him, "Come, eat this mech and we, Mr. Gu, will be able to destroy enemy troops even while lying in our hospital beds!

He didn't say anything, nor did he reach out to take the fruit carving, just held his breath as he watched Li Songyun's smiling face.

He saw the broad smile tighten little by little, and Li Songyun whispered to him, "I, I don't mean to make fun of the war.

There was a momentary overlap between memory and reality as Gu Mian watched the hands take hold of the pink skinned fruit and the carving knife and in three or two strokes cut out rabbit shapes for the pink skinned fruit, followed by a dazzling display of a miniature pink rabbit mech coming to life amidst pop-ups of amazement.

The hands placed the carved pink rabbit mech in a group of hideous "insects", carved from red snake fruit, each with a different appearance, flapping its wings in a leap, or opening its bloody mouth with fangs showing, they surrounded the pink rabbit mech, seemingly ready to pounce and bite in the next moment.

As the camera draws closer, the delicate fruit sculptures are displayed in front of the camera, more like works of art than food.

As if Li Songyun didn't have enough to do, he squeezed kiwi juice and used a dropper to apply precise drops of kiwi juice to the 'bugs' to simulate their blood flow.

[Great sculpt! It's just that the Bugs look so unappetizing to me, I just want to eat the Pink Bunny Mech!

[Learning to waste, that's what fierce a should eat!

[Mr. Lai is awesome! Please accept my knees!

[I envy Mr. Gu, who can eat fruit platter like a work of art everyday]

"I envy you, Old Gu, you'll have a mouthful when you get home!" The officer was about to ask Gu Mian if he could rub it in when he saw Lieutenant General Mo giving him a desperate wink like he had a cramp in his eye.

The grey-blue-eyed alpha's brow was knitted so tightly that he resembled a good-looking statue, but not a statue, for statues do not have such intense and vivid emotions in their eyes.

In the live feed, Li Songyun is approached by a somewhat familiar Gu Mian, a white-haired officer in a brand new uniform, clean-shaven and with well-groomed hair, carrying two large bags of gifts and greeting Li Songyun affectionately with a "brother".

"Brother, can I try the fruit platter you made?"

Li Songyun tilted his head and he smiled at the white-haired officer, his red eyes bright and warm, the same nice smile Gu Mian remembered.

"Of course you can." Li Songyun said with a smile.