Chapter 4 Cooking

"You don't want a divorce? But didn't you say yesterday--" Qin Bu Ru didn't expect her to say that.

Shi Feiye recalled that Cannon Fodder seemed to be very angry yesterday and said that the boss was useless and wanted a divorce. Her face froze:

"Well, I was drunk at the time. That's not what I meant. I've thought it through. I can't divorce you at this time. Since we're married, I won't divorce you at this time. I will also take care of my life in the future. You don't have to worry about me. I can support myself and maybe even you."

When she raised her head, Qin Buzhu looked at her strangely. She also knew that her reaction just now was too different from before, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"If you don't want to get a divorce, then forget it. Just tell me when you want a divorce." Qin Buju didn't say anything else. He rubbed his temples, fatigue showing in his eyes and eyebrows, and got up to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Shi Feiye lowered her head awkwardly and continued to eat. She heard Qin Buju pause for a few seconds after entering the bathroom, probably because he saw that she looked completely different after she had cleaned up. Then the sound of running water was heard and he began to wash.

After she finished eating, Qin Buju also came out after washing up. There was no embarrassing scene as Shi Feiye had imagined. The other party's clothes were covered tightly. With a handsome face that looked angry, he thanked Shi Feiye and went to his bedroom. Before entering, he politely said to her, "You should go to bed early too."

Staring blankly at the lunch box in front of him, Shi Feiye scratched his hair, feeling like he was dreaming. He sorted out his thoughts again, went to wash up, then returned to his room, turned on his laptop, applied for a personal store on the second-hand market online, and then turned off the computer to sleep.

The next morning, Shi Feiye woke up at 6:30 as usual. She thought for a while, then got up reluctantly and packed up the ingredients she bought yesterday. After cooking the porridge, she went downstairs to buy steamed buns and fried dough sticks.

When she came back, Qin Buzhu just opened the door and came out.

Even though he had just gotten up early in the morning, the man looked refreshing and had no trace of the embarrassment of staying up late. He looked up when he heard the noise, and rubbed his eyes unconsciously when he saw the breakfast in Shi Feiye's hand, probably thinking that he had seen it wrongly.

"Good morning." Shi Feiye raised the steamed buns and fried dough sticks in her hand, "I bought breakfast and made porridge, you should go and wash up."

After saying that, she went to the kitchen to see how the porridge was cooking, ignoring Qin Buju's surprised look behind her.

Because both of them had stayed up late before, Shi Feiye was afraid that they would be lacking in energy and blood, so she specially cooked some red dates and red bean porridge. Now the porridge was almost done, so she scooped two bowls of it into the porcelain bowls she bought yesterday, then put the buns and fried dough sticks on the plate, boiled eggs, and prepared some side dishes. When Qin Buzhu came out of the bathroom, what he saw on the table was a barely hearty breakfast.

The scene in front of him was very heartwarming, but Qin Buzhu didn't feel it at all. He knew his wife herself that she had never had any talent for housework or cooking after being married for almost three years. The only thing she could do was buy things, and the information he found before marriage didn't say that she could do these things.

So, it was all pretending before?

The estimation in Qin Buzhu's eyes was too obvious, so Shi Feiye gave the reason he had thought of last night:

"Before, I didn't do anything because we had a maid and an aunt at home. Now there are only two of us, and we don't have much money at home, so we can't keep going out. The food I cook is not delicious but it's edible. If you don't mind, you can come back for dinner later."