MTL - The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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The house was quiet after the family hadtily left.

Quiet enough to leave only the sound of breathing.

He Xiyan closed the door fiercely, then locked again, for fear they would bother again.

She pulled Ye Hao to sit on the sofa, and went to the refrigerator to find an ice cube, and wrapped it carefully with a parcel. The ice was cold and biting, and her hands were cold.

"You apply it first." She gently pressed the parcel wrapped with ice on Ye Hao's cheek. My heart seemed to be bitten by a bug and suddenly it hurt.

It's all her bad, causing so many things, but also forcing him to fight here. The face was swollen, and she could even see the lilac below his neck.

"Does it hurt?" She whispered, a mist slowly forming in her eyes.

"You said?" Ye Hao looked at him with a look of displeasure.

But no one knew that his heart was actually joyful, even excited. Because he could see that the woman was caring about him, and even he saw her blame and even distress. She's distressed, so is it about to fall in love with herself?

"I'm sorry!" He Xiyan bit her lip, her blush on the light was white and white, and her guilt deepened.

Ye Hao coughed twice. Reached out and patted the woman's back.

"I said you were stupid! Just such a man, a mean-looking man, with a thin and thin face, you have **** in your head before, even find someone like that." Just like that little white face, I didn't think it was a bastard, and it was estimated that it would wither within two seconds.

Why is this woman ...

Ye Hao's abdomen was defamatory, but his stomach was sour. His teeth hurt.

He Xiyan turned his face away. She listened to the man's inexplicable words, but her heart was hurt and she was lost.

"I'll make something to eat." She stood up and turned to walk into the kitchen.

Ye Hao remembered that his mother was still waiting for him to take He Xiyan back to dinner. He frowned, but decided not to go home. Going back like this, his mother didn't blame him for jumping up and down.

"Mom, I have eaten at He Xiyan's house. Come back later, you don't have to wait for us. Eat yourself." When he called the phone, he simply stated without saying a word.

Xia Jingying complained quickly on the phone, "You look at me, I blame you, tell you to go early and call her you don't go, everyone is cooking, just leave it to you to find a place to sleep tonight, don't came back."

After speaking, Xia Jinghang hung up the phone. No one knew that she was smiling brightly at home.

He Xiyan had already cooked the rice, she simply fried three dishes, Gongbao chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork and a spring onion egg soup.

Born in the countryside, she has been doing all kinds of household chores since she was a child. She is also very skillful in cooking, and of course the taste is also good. Authentic home cooking.

Ye Hao eats with relish. Most of those dishes were eaten by him. And eating her dishes and going home to eat those things his mother made are all like chewing wax.

"He Xiyan, how much is your monthly salary?" He suddenly asked the woman who had been eating with her head down and eating slowly.

He Xiyan raised his head, his eyelashes shaking gently, looking at Ye Hao doubtfully, wondering what he meant by this.

"I mean I'll give you the same monthly salary. Don't go to work. You will be responsible for cooking for me in the future. I will ask you to be a personal chef in our house."

He said with interest, but he was thinking: he would not pay that monthly salary, marry this woman back, wouldn't he be able to eat her cooked food every day.