Fu Nanxiao noticed that her eyelashes were fluttering like butterfly wings, clearly indicating that she was not at peace with herself.
The corners of his lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.
The slight unease I felt in my heart disappeared.
His voice carried a hint of arrogance: "I hate it when people know things about me, but you're right, you're my wife, so I'll allow you to know some things."
His tone suggested that knowing these things was a reward he was bestowing upon her.
Jiang Yilai couldn't help but open her eyes and retorted sarcastically, "So, am I supposed to accept the imperial decree and express my gratitude?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she met Fu Nanxiao's dark and deep eyes, which were calm and composed, without a trace of arrogance.
He was clearly trying to provoke her.
Jiang Yilai couldn't quite describe her feelings; it was a mixture of anger and a strange, sweet sensation.
She bit her lip and muttered softly, "I don't want to know!"
Fu Nanxiao smiled and saw her cheeks flush, which pleased him greatly.
Although this woman is stubborn, she is still quite easy to coax.
The tense atmosphere in the carriage instantly dissipated.
Jiang Yilai's anger and grievances subsided considerably.
She secretly despised herself.
She's so spineless!
Back at the villa, Jiang Yilai got out of the car and strode into the house.
Although she wasn't as angry anymore, she still felt a bit awkward and didn't want to talk to Fu Nanxiao properly.
She changed her shoes and headed towards the bedroom.
Fu Nanxiao, however, did not want her to leave so easily.
Without thinking twice, he said directly, "Jiang Yilai, I'm hungry."
Jiang Yilai thought to herself, what does it have to do with her if he's hungry?
But my steps involuntarily stopped.
She turned around, her gaze falling on Fu Nanxiao's collar: "Find a chef to make you a midnight snack."
“The chef has already rested, and there’s no one else in the villa now.” Fu Nanxiao’s dark eyes were fixed on her.
Jiang Yilai bit her lip and remained silent.
The servants in the villa were all paid very high wages, and although they didn't live together, they served him 24 hours a day.
He only needs to make a phone call, and within half an hour, a late-night snack will be served to him.
He said that because he wanted her to cook.
Jiang Yilai knew perfectly well what was going on, but she felt extremely awkward.
She didn't want to submit to him like this, but she couldn't lift her feet.
Fu Nanxiao took two steps forward and said in a low voice, "My stomach is upset. If I don't eat dinner, I'll probably have to call a doctor in the middle of the night."
Serves you right!
It's his own fault for not eating the dinner she served!
Jiang Yilai thought angrily to herself, her fingers unconsciously clenching together.
Just as he was hesitating, Fu Nanxiao spoke again: "Jiang Yilai..."
He lowered his voice, which carried a strange emotion, unlike his usual coldness. In the quiet room, it sounded like the deep, resonant sound of a cello, exceptionally magnetic.
Jiang Yilai was finding it hard to cope.
She bit her lip and glared at him: "Just you wait!"
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.
She despised herself again; she was so pathetic!
Jiang Yilai's cooking skills are quite good, and her kitchen is well-equipped, but she didn't make anything too complicated for a late-night snack; she just made a simple bowl of egg noodles.
By the time the dish was served, Jiang Yilai had calmed down.
But her thoughts were still in turmoil.
She liked Fu Nanxiao, but she knew perfectly well that he loved someone else and that they would divorce sooner or later.
But occasionally, she would still feel that Fu Nanxiao cared for her and liked her.
She tried desperately to control her feelings, yet she could clearly feel herself slowly falling for him.
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