C10

The next morning, Qiao Chuyang opened his weak eyes due to a series of violent shaking. The ferocious woman who applied the medicine for him was standing in front of his bed.

"You … What are you going to do? "

The long thorns in the woman's hand made Qiao Nina shiver. She could not forget where the wounds on her body had come from.

The fear on Qiao Chuyang's face caused a trace of ridicule to flash across the woman's face.

"Qiao Chuyang, there are times when you can be scared. I thought you would step out. Sell. Body … Women who survive, there is nothing to be afraid of. "

The mocking expression on the woman's face made Qiao Chuyang's expression turn ugly, but she ignored it and picked up the clothes on the floor to put them on.

"Please get out of the way. A good dog doesn't block our way. You should have heard of this, right?"

Qiao Chuyang pushed the woman away and walked to the door, but stopped when he reached it. She turned around and looked at the woman with a pair of ice-cold eyes.

"Regardless of whether you admit it or not, regardless of how I appeared by Ouyang Jingyu's side, I am still his legal wife. As a servant, even if you are a housekeeper, you can only accept your fate and cannot change the fact that I am your mistress."

Ignoring the increasingly livid expression of the woman behind him, Qiao Chuyang left the room without looking back and walked towards Murong Langqing's room.

Since his grandfather was still resting, Qiao Chuyang didn't want to disturb his rest. Thus, he could only head towards the dining room alone.

Just as they walked into the restaurant, they saw Ouyang Jingyu and Shui Qing'er feeding each other. The secret image caused a sharp pain to flash across Qiao Chuyang's heart.

Qiao Chuyang didn't even think as he turned around and walked into the room.

"Halt."

Ouyang Jingyu's sinister voice sounded in Qiao Chuyang's ears.

Afraid that his grandfather would be tormented by Ouyang Jingyu because of him, Qiao Chuyang had no choice but to stop in his tracks and walk over to Ouyang Jingyu with heavy steps.

"What's the matter?"

The obedience on Qiao Chuyang's face made Ouyang Jingyu's face reveal a satisfied smile.

"To prepare two Chinese breakfasts."

Qiao Chuyang raised his watery eyes.

"Ouyang Jingyu, there are so many servants in this mansion. Do you really think I must prepare breakfast for both of you? "

Ouyang Jingyu's handsome face revealed a charming smile. He stood up and walked in front of Qiao Chuyang, his large hands covered in a thin cocoon. He stroked her jade-like chin.

"You want to rebel against me?"

Qiao Chuyang snorted coldly. Ye Zichen nodded in agreement.

"With my family in your hands, do you think I have the right to say no? But I do hope that after you two have eaten my breakfast, you won't go to the emergency room. "

Qiao Chuyang forcefully broke free from Ouyang Jingyu's restraints and walked towards the stove.

Looking at the items on the stove, Qiao Chuyang was dazzled. She began to fluster, causing the kitchen to jingle.

"Brother Jingyu, does your wife really know how to make breakfast? I really have a very scary feeling. "

The sound of crackling came from the kitchen, causing Shui Qing'er to retract her smug smile. Fear was written all over her face.

"Don't worry, I investigated and found out that Qiao Chuyang had reported to the culinary class. Although they couldn't compare to the chefs outside, they would definitely be able to handle a normal Chinese style breakfast. If it wasn't for the fact that you enjoyed Chinese style breakfast, I wouldn't have let her cook."

Ouyang Jingyu looked dotingly at Shui Qing'er, his large hands gently stroking her hair. His eyes were filled with deep emotion.

Half an hour later, just when Ouyang Jingyu was starting to get impatient, Qiao Chuyang placed two bowls of porridge in front of them.

"This is porridge, and I also made some small dishes. I hope you like it."

Qiao Chuyang ran back into the kitchen. When he returned, he was holding two plates of pickled cucumbers.

Looking at the pitch-black porridge that could not be divided into grains, Shui Qing'er was so scared that her face turned pale and she threw the spoon in her hand onto the ground. A trace of disappointment flashed across the little face.

"Qiao Chuyang, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

In this silent restaurant, the cold tone gave off a strange, devilish charm.

"Ouyang Jingyu, this is food that I've prepared after a long morning. If you don't like it, you can eat it. There is no need to insult my hard work."

"Results of hard work?"

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into an ice-cold ridicule.

"Qiao Chuyang, is this the result of your hard work? "Well, if it's the result of your labor, I'll see how you eat it with my own eyes."

Ouyang Jingyu picked up the bowl and approached Qiao Chuyang step by step. Although there was no emotion in his black eyes that were as deep as a lake, Qiao Chuyang could clearly feel the chilliness coming from his body.

"I'm not hungry, you guys should eat."

Qiao Chuyang was very clear on his culinary skills, so when the bowl came close to his mouth, Qiao Chuyang was so shocked that he quickly dodged to the side. Her clear eyes were filled with fear.

"You won't eat it?"

Ouyang Jingyu tensed up. It was chilly.

"It seems that you won't eat if you eat by yourself. Let me, the new husband, serve your wife well."

A lazy smile hung on Ouyang Jingyu's handsome face, but that smile did not reach his eyes. His clean-cut handsome face was like a black cloud as it tightly locked onto Qiao Chuyang's body.

"Ouyang Jingyu, you clearly know that this congee doesn't taste good, so why do you force me? Even if you pry open my mouth, I won't eat it. "

Qiao Chuyang's stubborn eyes stared fixedly at Ouyang Jingyu.

"If you don't eat it, I'll take it and carry it to your grandfather. I believe this bowl of porridge is of great significance to him. If he could personally eat the porridge his granddaughter cooked, he would smile happily even if he went to the hospital."

Ouyang Jingyu's face revealed a sly smile like a fox. His smile was like a stone thrown into a lake. In Qiao Chuyang's heart, there were ripples.

"Butler, give the porridge to the Old Master, I believe the old thing will like it."

Ouyang Jingyu icily instructed the butler beside him. His icy eyes that were as fast as lightning locked onto Qiao Chuyang's face.

"Wait a moment."

There was no helping it, Qiao Chuyang could only stop the butler who had already walked to the door and snatched the bowl from her hands.

"Ouyang Jingyu, you are just a wolf in human skin. If I have the chance, I will make you kneel in front of me and beg for my forgiveness."

That vicious tone made Ouyang Jingyu laugh. He embraced Shui Qing'er, who was beside him, and looked at Qiao Chuyang who had a bitter smile on his face.

"Miss Qiao, it's better if you eat quickly. After all, this is the result of your own hard work. If you don't eat it, it will truly be a waste. And the woman that Brother Jingyu dislikes the most is a waste."

Shui Qing'er's schadenfreude made Qiao Chuyang even angrier. However, under the gaze of a pair of hateful eyes, she still shut her watery eyes tightly and opened her mouth. With a resolute heart, she picked up the spoon beside her and continuously gulped down the congee in the bowl.

"Ouyang Jingyu, are you satisfied now?"

Qiao Chuyang threw the empty bowl with not a single drop remaining in front of Ouyang Jingyu and ran towards the pool.

Hearing the sounds of vomiting coming from inside, Shui Qing'er, who was nestled in Ouyang Jingyu's embrace, had a complacent smile on her face.

"Brother Jingyu, let's go. Didn't you plan on introducing me to your colleagues at the company? I can't wait to get to know them. I believe your subordinates are definitely the strongest. "

Shui Qing'er raised her long and narrow eyes and looked at Ouyang Jingyu with a tender gaze.

"Alright, we'll go now. Wait for me in the car, I'll be there right away."

Knowing that Ouyang Jingyu must have something to say, Shui Qing'er had no choice but to board the car and wait for his arrival.