Wu Chengyu was somewhat annoyed.
In all these years, his mother has never slapped him like that in the face!
During the three months he was married to Su Sijin, he was always the one hitting Su Sijin.
If it weren't for his mother saying that the ancestors had blessed him and wanted him to become this woman's son-in-law, he wouldn't have come to suffer this humiliation!
He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but because he had no money, he forced himself to swallow his resentment.
Realizing someone was approaching, the wealthy woman turned around to look. The moment she saw Si Jin, her previously downcast face instantly lit up with a smile.
She hurriedly turned around to greet him: "President Jin, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have prepared in advance."
The boy's leg had healed, but he was still in a wheelchair, being pushed by Song Linyuan.
As for the reason, Xiao Yao asked.
But the adults said they had their reasons, and Tongzi thought it was probably meant to embarrass them, so he didn't ask any further questions.
In my experience, asking too many questions makes you look like an idiot.
"It's nothing serious. I just came to deliver a contract and confirm some follow-up matters with you." Si Jin turned her head and looked at Wu Chengyu, who was covered in injuries, and felt a little more relieved.
Wasn't the original owner supposed to be a "stay-at-home husband"?
Then let him have a good taste of what it's like to be a "cook".
Moreover, this marriage was personally arranged by the mama's boy's mother, so how could the mama's boy refuse his mother?
That would be so unfilial.
"Okay, I'll have someone make you some tea." The rich woman greeted Si Jin with a smile, then turned and pulled Wu Chengyu into the kitchen.
"You know how to make tea for guests, right? Mr. Si likes to drink 80-degree black tea, so don't get it wrong again."
Wu Chengyu was dazed by the scolding and nodded blankly.
He didn't know what had gotten into him; ever since his divorce from Si Jin, nothing had gone smoothly.
He was reprimanded in the detention center, and after finally getting out, he encountered such an extreme person, which made him feel inferior.
Wu Chengyu shook his head and secretly peeked out to look at Si Jin, who was dressed in a suit and tie, on the living room sofa.
How dazzling! He is calm and composed in dealing with people and things, even more noble than the Little Prince in the fairy tale.
Jinjin was so radiant; he used to be worthy of her.
How did things end up like this?
Just as he was wondering, he heard the rich woman impatiently urging, "Is it ready yet? Don't keep the guests waiting."
Song Linyuan offered, "How about I do it?"
“Oh, no need.” The rich woman quickly stopped her: “He’s a useless money-loser. If my husband hadn’t died early and my son hadn’t been clamoring for his father, I wouldn’t have brought him back.”
"If he can't even be a good free babysitter, what's the point of his existence?"
At this point, the wealthy woman suddenly realized her mistake and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Ms. Jin, I misspoke. Wu Chengyu is a good-for-nothing. I just got used to cursing him... Please don't take offense."
"No." Si Jin leaned back on the sofa. Although this rich woman was a bit of a jerk, he was quite pleased to hear it.
The mama's boy's abuse and disgust of the original owner was just the beginning of his nightmare.
A moment later, Wu Chengyu lowered his head and brought out the tea, placing them one by one on the coffee table. He stared longingly at Si Jin, hoping to make eye contact with him.
In this way, will Jinjin be able to remember him?
He watched as Si Jin lowered her head, picked up the tea, glanced at it, put it down without drinking it, and sighed softly.
"Is the tea not to your liking?" The rich woman felt a little uneasy; her recent business had been entirely dependent on Si Jin!
He quickly got up and said, "I'll make it for you myself."
After saying that, he took away the tea, grabbed Wu Chengyu and dragged him to the kitchen, then splashed two cups of tea with a temperature of over 70 degrees Celsius on his face!
"Useless trash! Do you know how much money I'll lose by offending CEO Jin? I couldn't afford it even if I sold all your organs. Stand here and learn from me. If you break a bowl, I'll throw the whole bowl at you until you learn it!"
Wu Chengyu sniffed, his face burning from the heat. He suddenly understood the bitterness that Jinjin had suffered when her mother complained about her cooking.
He's willing to cook for Jinjin as long as she comes back to him.
Wu Chengyu suddenly looked up and said with some pride, "Su Sijin and I had a whirlwind marriage and were husband and wife before. He was much more obedient than you."
The rich woman paused, her disdain instantly turning into mockery, before bursting into laughter.
"You? A well-mannered young master from a wealthy family would be interested in you? Hahaha, that's hilarious."
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