C74

"Hehe, Xi Mian, let me tell you, don't even think about me begging you. Even if I die, I won't beg you. I'm not in the wrong, I'm not in the wrong." I just want what I want. What's wrong with me?

I, Ding Huizhen, have fought for everything today. Otherwise, I would be the only one who wants to live or die. Blame it on your father. Who told him to not be able to control himself, who told him to not be able to control his own lower body! "

Ding Huizhen said while gnashing her teeth.

She hated it.

She hated it.

But what's the use?

Divorce?

To be able to live on like Mu Qinglan?

She wouldn't be so stupid.

She had had enough. There was no tomorrow.

She didn't want to go back to that dark alley. She didn't want to go to that small space where so many people were huddled together. She would die.

Ding Huizhen lay limply on the sofa, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

But whatever her reasons, she should not base her happiness on the pain of others.

It was because she didn't understand this that she was able to walk further and further on this path.

Who knows what will happen in the future.

Perhaps she continued to maintain this superiority, to continue doing harm to others and to do harm to herself. Perhaps it was better to die than to live.

Night gradually descended, and when Jane Wenmo returned to the rose garden, he smelled a fragrance the moment he entered the door, making him hungry.

"Did you cook?"

Jane Wenmo changed into a pair of shoes and headed towards the kitchen. When he saw the people who were busying themselves, he frowned in displeasure.

"You went out?"

"Nope."

Mu An placed the bowl of soup on the table. Jane Wenmo sized her up, indicating that he didn't believe her.

"Where did you get this dish if you didn't go out?"

Right now, it was not a normal situation. It wasn't because they were afraid that she would embarrass herself, but because someone with ulterior motives might take the opportunity to do something.

"I have a phone, I just took the order and sent it home, there's no need to go through all that trouble."

Mu An acted as if he knew that the eldest young master didn't. You take care of all the affairs of the world every day, and the things you do are all major matters. The trivialities of these lives are not for you to worry about.

"At least you're smart."

He was relieved to hear her say so.

After a simple wash, Young Master Jane impatiently took the bowl and chopsticks and ate it.

His wife had made him dinner, but he didn't know if it would taste different.

The color looked good.

Mu An picked up a vegetable leaf and placed it in his mouth before nervously looking at him. "How is it?"

"Why are you so nervous?"

Jane Wenmo glanced at her. "Is this your first time cooking?"

Probably not.

He had seen all her information before.

It was impossible for him to not have cooked before.

"Nope."

Mu An shook his head.

"Then what are you nervous about?"

Jane Wenmo chuckled.

She looked as if she had to hand in her paper after answering the paper.

Being nervous was truly fun.

"How am I nervous?"

Mu An acted as if he wasn't there.

The corners of Jane Wenmo's lips curled up. "Alright, you didn't."

As he spoke, he began to eat without saying whether it was good or not.

He seemed to be teasing her on purpose, intentionally frowning every time he ate a dish. After that, he had difficulty swallowing it down, as if it was hard to swallow. And he never used a second chopstick for anything.

Mu An's expression changed from one of anticipation to one of disappointment.

In the end, he was depressed.

He even suspected that there was something wrong with his taste after being hospitalized for a few days?

"Is it that bad?"

He couldn't help but mutter under his breath as he picked up his chopsticks and tasted the dishes one by one. There was no mistake!

Or is it …

Mu An glanced at Jian Wenmo and said sulkily, "I knew that your Eldest Young Master isn't used to eating it. If you really don't like it, then you can order takeout."

In any case, Eldest Young Master's take-out products were all 5-star, which was different from the usual ones.

Looking at her dejected expression, Jane Wenmo suddenly laughed.

"I'm just teasing you."

Ye Zichen put down his chopsticks, switched seats by her side, then pulled her into his arms, then kissed her pouting lips, "It tastes pretty good, I like it too."

"Then you …"

"I just want to see how nervous you are and see if you can put me at ease, or if you're just making a meal to fool me."

"You …" Mu An raised his head and looked at him. He wanted to throw a tantrum, but before she could say anything, Jane Wenmo sealed her lips, gently tossing and turning in disbelief due to her warmth.

After a long time, she let go of her and stared fixedly at her. Her eyes that were usually filled with cold were now stained with a faint color. The warmth after the river of ice had melted was so moving.

"Idiot, I'm very happy that you can cook for me."

"Has no one ever done it for you before?"

He wanted to eat, and there were plenty of pretentious women willing to cook for him.

"That's different."

Jane Wenmo bluntly said. He took his bowl and chopsticks and sat beside Mu An. He looked like he was gracefully eating, but his eating speed wasn't slow.

"What's different?"

Mu An asked.

She wanted to know.

"For money and for human ability? "What I faked was always faked. No matter how delicate the surface is, I would never be able to produce that kind of taste."

It was a simple yet very warm feeling.

The taste he liked.

It was rare for Jane Wenmo to be so patient. Mu An looked at him, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. His eyes were beaming.

Had she found the treasure?

Such a mature yet childish man, slightly conflicted but also very warm-hearted.

After the meal, Jane Wenmo collapsed onto a chair. Mu An couldn't help but slap his belly. "Such a big person and you still want to eat so much?"

Jane Wenmo quickly took her hand and said, "Delicious."

He smiled at her.

He forcefully pulled her into his embrace.

"What if I like it more and more?"

It hurts to suddenly like it.

Looking at her face, he could not help but feel his heart ache.

He wanted to give her the best.

Kind girls are always so heartbreaking.

"Come on."

Mu An's face was a little unnatural. He wanted to dodge, but Jane Wenmo held on tighter. He looked at the gauze wrapped around her face and gently traced it with his fingertip. He suddenly said gently, "Mu An, the doctor said that this can be removed now."

"Don't …"

Mu An shook his head.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of scaring you."

Although these scars would always heal, she didn't want him to see them right now.

"Idiot."

He held onto the back of her head and lightly kissed the gauze covering the space between her eyebrows. "I'll help you take it off."

"Don't …"

Mu An stubbornly refused.

She didn't want him to see her face.

She wanted to give her the best, and at the same time she was afraid that he would despise her if he saw her.

She was scared.

She was afraid that this hard-earned happiness would suddenly disappear.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her eyes filled with tears, Jane Wenmo's heart started to rise.

"I'm afraid …"

Mu An's lips trembled. Jane Wenmo pulled her tightly into his embrace. "Idiot, am I such a shallow person?"