The world's most sassy sweet wife

Of course He Xuanchen knew about Mama Jiang's cancer, and the first thing Yu Ziqing did when she came back was to go to work for Mama Jiang.

But no matter what this woman said, she always looked like she wanted to get rid of him, which made him very angry.

He said in a deep voice, "I told so many lies..."

But there was nothing nice to hear.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Yu Ziqing was cutting green onions, looked up at him, and asked with a smile, "Did I lie?"

He Xuanchen snorted, "There are many lies."

Yu Ziqing looked at his puffy look, he seemed a little cute, and said with a smile, "You're quite... hiss—"

She gasped, and accidentally cut the index finger of her left hand.

She put down the kitchen knife and turned on the faucet to rinse when someone grabbed her hand.

The picture in the next second left Yu Ziqing dumbfounded.

He Xuanchen actually put her bleeding finger into his mouth...

Yu Ziqing wanted to withdraw her hand, but He Xuanchen grabbed her tightly.

He Xuanchen was helping her suck blood!

Yu Ziqing was confused by this operation.

He Xuanchen's piercing phoenix eyes seemed to be breathing fire, as if he was the one who was injured.

He sucked the blood for a while before letting go, and seeing that her fingers were no longer bleeding, he growled, "The closed disciple of Yan Honghui, an internationally famous chef, made such a low-level mistake!"

Yu Ziqing saw that there was still a little blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and asked in disbelief, "You won't swallow all the blood, will you?"

He Xuanchen grabbed her hand, led her out of the kitchen, and asked as he walked, "Where is the first aid kit?"

Yu Ziqing said indifferently, "No, I will do it myself."

He Xuanchen roared, "Stop talking nonsense! Where the hell are you?"

Yu Ziqing frowned, "The storage cabinet under the stairs, the top shelf."

What is he mad about?

Who is injured?
He Xuanchen pressed her to sit on the sofa, and warned sharply, "Don't move!"

Yu Ziqing looked at his back and said, "It's nothing, just a little blood. Actually, there is no need to deal with it. It will be fine in a few days."

He Xuanchen came back with the first aid kit, and while disinfecting her, he said, "It's okay to cut it all off? Why don't you pay attention to it every time you get hurt?"

Yu Ziqing smiled, "You still talk about me, don't you? Your legs are still like that, but you should feel better, right?"

Based on her calculations, after He Xuanchen took her reduced dose of medicine, he would be completely healed in about a month.

He Xuanchen lowered his eyes, patiently and focused on treating the wound, his eyelashes were so long that he was like a mascara.

Yu Ziqing gently wiped the drop of blood at the corner of his mouth with the pulp of her thumb, not to mention, this drop of blood is quite aesthetic.

He Xuanchen was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at her.

Only then did Yu Ziqing realize that her actions just now were too intimate.

The four eyes met, and the eyes collided and intertwined.

Time seems to stand still at this moment...

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Ziqing looked away and coughed, "Cough! It's alright, I'll cook."

He Xuanchen pulled her back to the sofa, "I'll do it."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "I don't have enough ingredients in my house, but it's not enough for a chef like you."

He Xuanchen gave her a sideways glance, and went to the kitchen without saying anything.

After a while, He Xuanchen came out with two bowls of noodles.

Yu Ziqing was sitting on the sofa, with a smile on her lips, and was sending a message on her mobile phone.

He Xuanchen inexplicably felt that this scene was very dazzling, and said in a cold voice, "Why don't you come over to eat?"

I can't help but laugh when I send messages to others, and I'm either lying or hating him.

Yu Ziqing closed the chat window with Su Yan, got up and walked to the dining table.

She looked at the two bowls of noodles and praised, "Perfect as always."

He Xuanchen snorted and asked, "Do you need to feed?"

Yu Ziqing waved her hand, "No, it won't happen."

She picked up a chopstick of noodles and blew on them. Seeing that He Xuanchen was not moving, she urged, "You eat too, aren't you hungry?"

He Xuanchen looked at her seriously, "Yu Ziqing, I want to ask you something, and you must answer me honestly."

Yu Ziqing's fox eyes bent, "It depends on the situation."

If you ask her if she has the ultimate secret of the golden finger system or something, she will definitely not be honest.

He Xuanchen sighed heavily, and said, "Where did you get so much money?"

The so-called boss of a foreign company is herself. She can swallow up the entire Yu family, and can also rob land and various projects at will.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Yu Ziqing took a bite of the noodles, nodded in satisfaction, and praised with a thumbs up, "It's delicious."

He Xuanchen frowned and said, "Don't change the subject!"

Yu Ziqing took the second bite immediately, puffing her cheeks and said, "If you don't eat any more, the noodles will be soaked."

He Xuanchen asked, "Is there someone supporting you behind your back? Did they give you the money? What did they ask you to come back for?"

Yu Ziqing understood, and said with a smile, "Are you still suspecting that I'm a spy?"

He Xuanchen looked serious, "Then how do you explain? You got so much money in just five years? Was it Yan Honghui who helped you?"

Yu Ziqing said, "I happened to pick up the pie that fell from the sky."

Let her hand over her cards?
That is impossible.

He Xuanchen glared at her angrily, and knew that this woman would not answer questions seriously.

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Eat quickly, the noodles are really going to soak."

He Xuanchen was angry in his heart, but it was rare to sit and eat together, so he could only put his mind down temporarily.

After the two finished eating the noodles quietly, He Xuanchen went to wash the dishes.

After packing everything and walking out of the kitchen, he saw Yu Ziqing holding a tablet and drawing.

Yu Ziqing looked focused and indescribably serious.

He Xuanchen didn't make a sound to disturb her, but quietly stayed by her side.

He watched Yu Ziqing outline the draft nimbly with his hands and eyes, and his impetuous mood became peaceful.

He actually felt that if time passed slowly like this, he wouldn't feel bored.

Yu Ziqing sketched stroke by stroke, the portrait of the characters gradually became complete, and He Xuanchen's thoughts returned to a long time ago.

At that time, my mother was still there, my sister was not crazy, and he was still a child.

The father is indifferent, the grandfather is very strict, and only the mother can bring them laughter.

The warmth that his mother gave to his siblings was enough to make him motivated no matter what difficulties he encountered.

But at some point, he had a trouble that no one could solve.

This trouble is the woman in front of him - Yu Ziqing.

This woman can make him laugh with one sentence, or make him fly into a rage with one sentence.

He will always become a person with poor self-control because of her words and deeds.

Yu Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, held up the tablet and asked with a smile, "How are you doing, are you satisfied?"

He Xuanchen took the tablet, looked at the portrait of his mother, his eyes softened, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "As expected of dark gray, the painting is very vivid. She smiles like this, very beautiful, with two small dimples. "

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "You look good when you smile."