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Jian Yunong rushed to the door, but no matter what she did, the lock wouldn't budge.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Frustrated, she pounded on the door a few times and grabbed a nearby shoe, attempting to break the door down.
However, what she picked up was Huo Jincheng's shoe. She slapped it against the door a few times, but the coded lock remained unresponsive.
Her hand, however, was starting to hurt.
"Had enough fun?"
Huo Jincheng's teasing voice came from behind her.
Jian Yunong jumped in surprise, and the shoe slipped from her hand and fell to the ground—oh no, it landed on her foot.
The handmade leather shoe was quite heavy, and Jian Yunong let out a cry of pain.
Huo Jincheng watched her like one would watch a cat play. Seeing her hurt her foot, he immediately walked over, reached out with his long arm, and pulled Jian Yunong into his embrace.
"Don't move," Huo Jincheng warned coldly, firmly holding Jian Yunong in place. "Otherwise, I'll take care of you right here."
This was the entrance hall!
Jian Yunong couldn't suppress her excitement, but she was small and weak. If Huo Jincheng got any ideas, he might actually do something that contradicted his mild obsession with cleanliness.
Huo Jincheng set Jian Yunong down by the dining table and gave her a heavy kiss on the cheek. "Be good; you'll have something to eat soon."
As soon as he turned around, Jian Yunong wanted to move and rush to the door.
"Don't move."
Huo Jincheng did not look back, as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
Jian Yunong was scolded by him and did not dare to move, only shrinking down in her seat feeling wronged.
Before long, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen.
It was a familiar, warm scent. Jian Yunong watched Huo Jincheng busying himself with his tall figure, and her eyes unknowingly began to moisten.
Look, as soon as he treated her a little better, she started to soften.
Women really are soft-hearted.
Jian Yunong secretly wiped away her tears, sitting there with her head down and her hands hugging her knees.
Huo Jincheng brought two bowls of noodles over.
Jian Yunong sniffed; she wanted to be strong, but the smell of the noodles was just too enticing.
She couldn't help but wonder what kind of method Huo Jincheng used. It was just a bowl of noodles, yet his hands seemed to have some magical ability.
"Eat," Huo Jincheng urged as he lifted the chopsticks and looked at Jian Yunong. Has the foodie changed? Is she actually resisting the food he made?
Huo Jincheng set down his chopsticks and sat beside Jian Yunong, his tone helpless. "I’m here to serve you noodles, my little wife has worked hard."
He picked up a bite of noodles and brought it to Jian Yunong's lips. She lowered her eyelashes, unmoved.
Oh, this girl has some spirit!
Huo Jincheng slowly moved the chopsticks in front of her, lifting the bowl of noodles and teasingly offering it. The aroma came in waves, almost overwhelming Jian Yunong.
Huo Jincheng stared at Jian Yunong's nostrils; the movements there had long betrayed her inner emotions.
"Look at you, you've lost weight," Huo Jincheng insisted, "It feels bony to the touch."
"Then don't touch me!" Jian Yunong snapped, unable to hold back her anger. Oh, the person who had just turned her over and over, leaving countless marks on her body, was now getting out of bed and acting like a stranger!
If he was so disdainful, why did he keep kissing and touching her?
Seizing the opportunity, Huo Jincheng stuffed noodles into her mouth.
Jian Yunong's resolve immediately crumbled.
Oh, that rich flavor; she almost wanted to swallow her tongue.
So! Delicious!
By the time Jian Yunong realized she had swallowed a mouthful of noodles, Huo Jincheng's smile was impossible to hide.
"Good, right?"
"Um... hm! Not good."
Huo Jincheng showed a disappointed expression. "Let me taste it. What’s not good about it? Hey, this broth is fine."
In just a few bites, Huo Jincheng finished off the bowl of noodles completely.
Jian Yunong's eyes widened in disbelief.
This person actually ate all her noodles!
Divorce!
Divorce!
I can't go on like this!
Jian Yunong, furious, pointed at him and said, "Huo, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"
Huo Jincheng looked at her innocently, "What did I do? Didn't you say you didn't want to eat noodles?"
Foodie wife, really adorable; her reaction was even bigger than when outsiders spread rumors about his infidelity!
Huo Jincheng didn't know whether to be glad that he had good cooking skills or to be sad that his importance was less than a bowl of noodles.
Jian Yunong was so angry that all the grievances she had felt over the past few days exploded at that moment.
"Huo, you just bully me! Your whole family bullies me! Did I dig up your ancestral grave in my last life? Or did I steal your woman? In this life, I have to run into your family!"
Jian Yunong was afraid that sitting down to scold him wouldn't have enough momentum, so she stood on the chair and then climbed onto the dining table.
"I want a divorce! I want a divorce!"
Huo Jincheng couldn't help but laugh as he picked her up from the dining table and set her down across from him.
"Alright, alright, let's eat first before you scold me."
There was still a bowl of noodles left. He held her in his arms and used chopsticks to pick up some noodles and bring them to her mouth.
Jian Yunong pouted, still uncooperative.
Huo Jincheng gently coaxed her, "If you don't eat, I might just collapse."
Jian Yunong replied, "......"
She opened her mouth and bit down hard.
That bowl of noodles was truly delicious.
Wasting food is such a shame!
This is something that absolutely cannot be done!
As Jian Yunong ate, she cried; the food brought her peace, and she couldn't help but let tears stream down her face.
Huo Jincheng secretly shook his head, thinking how much of a foodie his wife was, crying while still not stopping to eat the noodles.
He had never seen anyone like her.
Not only did she finish the noodles, but Jian Yunong even didn't leave any soup behind.
Huo Jincheng couldn't help but ask, "How many days have you been starving? Did Yi not give you anything to eat?"
His tone was quite sour. He didn't even want to mention Yi Nansheng's name again.
Jian Yunong licked her lips pitifully and said, "I want more."
Huo Jincheng paused; she really did look like someone who hadn't eaten enough for many days.
He originally wanted to say there was no more, but seeing Jian Yunong's expression made him feel that if he dared to say there wasn't any left, she would probably bite him to death.
However, Huo Jincheng was not afraid.
He took a tissue to wipe her mouth clean.
"First, tell me where you've been all these days. Why has no one been able to find you? Hmm?"
If she didn't explain clearly, there would be no food. This was Huo Jincheng's attitude.
Jian Yunong's tears, which had just stopped, began to fall again.
Huo Jincheng became impatient when he saw her crying.
What was there that couldn't be made clear? Crying wouldn't solve anything.
Huo Jincheng frowned tightly, "Do you still want to eat noodles?"
Jian Yunong nodded.
"Then hurry up and talk," Huo Jincheng urged impatiently.
Jian Yunong's gaze at him changed again, "You're being fierce with me."
She couldn't help but sneer, "Don't you not believe me? Why do you still want to hear my explanation? You might as well just believe what you see for yourself. What are we even eating for? I've never seen someone eat a meal so uncomfortably! Huo Jincheng, tell me, what exactly do you want to do? Can you just be straightforward? If we're going to be together, then don't doubt me! If you're going to doubt me, then let's get a divorce! Let's not waste each other's time!"
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