Lan Xiang smiled: "Yeah, Yaya is very obedient and obedient. She is also my only spiritual sustenance. Recently, I got off work late, and I tried not to clean up the mess for my mother-in-law when I came home. My clothes and my husband Yaya¡¯s clothes are all washed in the washing machine, and Yaya¡¯s clothes are hand-washed. I¡¯m already too tired to take care of them. , I used to say that I don¡¯t make money, but now I can support myself, the consumption level here is not high, and I don¡¯t rely on their sons, I see what they say.¡±
This gentle statement is in favor: "It should have been like this a long time ago. If they are not happy that you don't serve them, then you can let them find their own son. You are not your own daughter, and they don't treat you as your own daughter. Why do you need to ask for trouble? By the way, I think it¡¯s not good for us to always order takeaway at noon and night. Why don¡¯t we come out in a separate space in the kitchen to cook and eat every day? But don't cover it."
Lan Xiang felt that this idea was good, and he discussed it with other people, and it was finalized.
Although they didn't just talk about their own affairs this time, they mostly listened to Lan Xiang's bitterness, but unexpectedly relaxed a lot.
At noon, she was worried about Mark Tingchen, and wanted to make sure if he had left, so she went back.
When she entered the door, she found that he had eaten the noodles in the morning, and the dishes and chopsticks were also cleaned up. The door of the bedroom was ajar, and she could vaguely see someone on the bed, but he did not leave
She stepped forward and knocked on the bedroom door, and asked lightly, "What's for lunch?"
Mark Mo Tingchen knew that she would definitely come back at noon, so he lay sickly on the bed and did not move: "You can do whatever you want."
Wen Yan glanced at the refrigerator, there were still some ingredients, so she made something to eat casually, put the food on the table, and she went back to the shop directly, without staying with him for a second, she didn't know how to get along with him.
To be honest, Wen Yan's cooking is really not delicious. Mark Tingchen is not used to it, but he has to eat it. He struggled countless times during the eating process. After struggling, he also finished eating. He honestly cleared away the bowl Chopsticks, I don¡¯t dare to wait for her to go home to clean up, I guess when I come back at night, I have to ask him when he left, he has to think of a countermeasure
Sure enough, the first thing Wen Yan said when he came back from get off work was to ask him when he was leaving.
Mark Tingchen had already 'learned' from Jing Shaoqing: "If it's not convenient, you can take me to the hotel."
Wen Yan frowned: "I can't let you go to the hotel alone. I called Butler Lin and Mama Liu. Why can't I get through?"
Mark Tingchen lied without blinking his eyes: "I gave them a long vacation before I came here, and they are not in Mu's house. I didn't bring anyone with me when I came here. I plan to stay for a few months to manage the new company. "
Wen Yan took a deep breath: "You can stay with me. You can leave when you recover from your injury. You sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the sofa. When I'm at home, you can't just come out and walk around. I don't want to see you."
Mo Tingchen's handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned. This made him very upset, and he could hardly pretend anymore: "Wen Yan, do you think I'm really here just to control the new company?"
Wen Yan felt a little irritable: "I don't know, you can't touch your wound with water, don't take a bath for now, just wipe it off if you feel uncomfortable, I bought you simple pajamas, take off the clothes on your body, and I'll wash them for you."
He originally wanted to have a showdown and stop pretending, but she didn't know how to continue because of her sudden change of subject, so he honestly changed his clothes, but he really couldn't stand not taking a bath: " I need a shower."
She said angrily: "If you miss, you can wash it. It is still white and tender. Once the wound rots, the scar will grow bigger and cannot be removed."
He also lost his temper, so he ignored him and went straight into the bathroom.
It was impossible for her to ignore it, so she stepped forward and took off her rain-drenched hair: "Can you listen to me once?! You're used to being in charge of me before, but you're not used to being in charge of me, are you? Then don't come to my place." If you are not with me, I don't care how you want to die, since you are with me, just listen to me!"
As if there was a deep pool hidden in his eyes, he stared at her firmly.
She couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart. Even if he was angry, she found that she would not be afraid anymore. Since she decided to have nothing to do with him in the future, why should she be afraid?
A few seconds of confrontation seemed to have passed for centuries. The pajamas and pajamas with the pattern of little yellow chickens on his body did not match his aura at all. This may be one of the reasons why she felt that he was not serious enough.
"Have I wiped the head office?" Mark Tingchen finally compromised.
Wen Yan helped him catch a basin of water with a basin, and then threw the newly bought towel into the basin: "Wipe."
He challenged slightly??, without hesitation, he raised his shirt as if to take it off: "Are you sure you want to watch me wipe?"
She turned around calmly and went out, and when she breathed a sigh of relief, her face couldn't help getting hot. What's wrong with this guy? When I came here before, I still looked pitiful, but now I have become the same as before, and I am still cruel to her, but it is a pity that she is not afraid now! But I have to admit that when they looked at each other, his eyes made her feel weak subconsciously This is the root cause of the disease in the past ten years, and she wants to be cured! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com