Quick wear: healing the beautiful, strong and miserable boss every day

Chapter 192 ② Against You (1)

The black car slowly entered a villa with a manor.

The villa is decorated in a unique style, and there are servants in the manor trimming flowers and trees.

It was late autumn at this time, but the flowers and trees in the manor were still blooming brightly, and there was no autumn season at all.

A ginkgo tree behind the villa, under the blowing of the autumn wind, the leaves have turned golden yellow, which is particularly eye-catching.

The manor gate opened, the car drove in, and finally parked on the parking lot.

The driver got out of the car first, trotted for a while, opened the door at the back seat, played with his body slightly, and greeted the person sitting in the back seat respectfully.

A pair of feet wrapped in black trouser legs stepped out from the back seat, and the shiny men's arrow leather shoes stepped firmly on the ground.

Immediately, the man got out of the car, wrapped in a cold body, like the autumn wind in late autumn, with an indifferent expression that made people only dare to look at him from a distance, but did not dare to take a step forward.

The man stretched his long legs and walked towards the villa.

Several servants stood at the door and bowed, "Master is back."

The man didn't respond, and walked past them a few steps into the living room of the villa.

The living room of the entire villa is bright and majestic, and the decoration is European style. The floor is covered with European palace carpets, which seem to silence the sound when stepped on.

The man paused in his walking steps and glanced around, his face was deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

This was the first day since we got married, and I didn't see his gentle and virtuous wife waiting for him in the living room, or busy preparing meals for him in the kitchen.

It made him feel a little surprised, but he was quickly suppressed.

The servant said, "Madam has been staying in the room today."

So there is no dinner now. If he came home from get off work before it was released, he must have seen a virtuous wife busy with dinner, and when he got up in the morning, he would be able to see a steaming breakfast.

"Hasn't come down?" The man asked without changing his tone.

"Yes." The servant nodded and said nervously, "Master, wait a moment, dinner is being prepared."

The man went upstairs, and the heels of his leather shoes stepped on the rotating wooden ladder, making clear and rhythmic sounds in the quiet building.

When passing by his wife's room, he stopped for two seconds, stared at the closed door, and then walked forward.

Twenty minutes later, the servant went upstairs to remind the dinner that dinner was ready, and asked the young master to go down to eat.

After a while, I heard a servant knocking on the door and calling my wife to get up for dinner.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of opening the door, then the sound of closing the door, and the sound of footsteps going downstairs.

When the man came downstairs, his wife had already sat at the other end of the table and started eating.

She was wearing pajamas, her hair was tied up with rubber bands casually, her entire complexion was extremely white, so white that it glowed, and her mental state was a little lazy, a bit like a state of just waking up.

To be honest, this was the first time he had seen her go downstairs in her pajamas, let alone eat.

How has she been since she got married for a year?
If you don't say that you dress up very delicately every day, at least you won't be as leisurely as you are now.

The man couldn't help but look at her a few more times, all of this was seen by Wen Jinhuan.

This man is called An Tinglan, and he is her husband who has been married for one year.

Without love, there will be no other feelings.

Wen Jinhuan's current identity is Qi Yuqian, the kind of person who has a little affection for the male lead. After all, An Tinglan has performed very well in all aspects.

If it wasn't for this, how could she be willing to marry him?

How could he be willing to cook three meals a day for him, and play the role of a virtuous and virtuous wife.

But her goodwill is hidden very deep, so everyone thinks that she is willing to marry An Tinglan to help the Qi family tide over the difficulties.

Wen Jinhuan didn't respond, and continued to eat her meal, as if An Tinglan didn't exist, without even raising her eyelids.

An Tinglan had nothing to say to her.

The two of them ate in silence, only the slight sound of tableware colliding.

Wen Jinhuan just woke up, her appetite was not very good, she ate very slowly and didn't eat much, she put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and was about to get up and leave the table.

At this time, An Tinglan said, "In two days, go back to the old house."

Wen Jinhuan looked up at An Tinglan, "I know."

In fact, their marriage was arranged by the old man and the old lady of An's family, so they also made a rule to go back to the old house once a month to accompany them for dinner.

Speaking of desperation, it was indeed paid for by desperation. Last year, Mr. An was admitted to the ICU. His only thought was to see his grandson An Tinglan marry a wife, otherwise he would die in peace.

An Tinglan had no choice but to agree to marry Qi Yuqian.

Hearing Wen Jinhuan's calm tone, An Tinglan didn't understand why he suddenly said this to her. She had never been absent once in the past, and she remembered it better than him. Every time, she prepared a lot of gifts.

He stopped talking.

There was no need for Wen Jinhuan to stay, he pulled away the stool and got up, directly crossed the dining table and walked towards the kitchen.

"Aunt Fang."

"What does the lady need to do?"

"Is there ginger in the kitchen?"

"..."

The voice scattered in An Tinglan's ears, and then the faint and soft voice was locked in the kitchen.

"No." Aunt Fang said, "Young master doesn't eat ginger, so the kitchen has never purchased ginger."

Aunt Fang felt that the wife was very strange today. First, she didn't make dinner for the young master, and she didn't go downstairs.

Now I come to ask if there is ginger in the kitchen. She remembers that the wife has always cooked for the young master. Does she not know if there is ginger in the kitchen?

Aunt Fang suppressed her doubts and asked, "What does Madam need ginger for?"

"fine."

Wen Jinhuan went to open the refrigerator and looked through to see if there was anything she needed.

An Tinglan doesn't eat ginger, she must know that, after all, she has been married to him for more than a year, and has cooked for him so many times, Wen Jinhuan knows what he eats and does not eat.

As for why she asked that question just now, she also said it to An Tinglan on purpose.

She needs An Tinglan to be mentally prepared. Now she is no longer that gentle and virtuous wife.

Seeing her digging through the refrigerator to find the locker, Aunt Fang asked, "Ma'am, what are you looking for?"

"I want to drink brown sugar and ginger soup." Wen Jinhuan said.

Aunt Fang was stunned for a moment, "Is the wife having her period?"

Immediately, she urged Wen Jinhuan, "Madam, go rest first, and Aunt Fang will prepare for you."

"I didn't come, I want to see if drinking brown sugar can urge her to come." Wen Jinhuan muttered, "It has been postponed for almost ten days."

When Aunt Fang heard that her menstrual period was delayed, she immediately beamed with joy, "Madam, Madam, go to rest first, and tell Aunt Fang if you need anything."

"..."

Wen Jinhuan didn't understand, so her expression suddenly changed, "Aunt Fang, let me do it myself."

"Madam, it's already this time, of course you need to rest more, you can't work hard, let alone touch the cold water." Aunt Fang said.

"..."

Before Wen Jinhuan could react, she was urged by Aunt Fang to rest and leave the kitchen.

Wen Jinhuan realized later that Aunt Fang might have misunderstood something.

(End of this chapter)