After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

Zheng Zhihui's heart trembled, and she looked up suddenly, only to meet the man's handsome face.

She didn't expect to run into Zhang Boxuan when she sneaked out for a meal. Her mind was stuck for a moment, and after three seconds she managed a forced smile. "It's quite a coincidence. Are you here... to discuss work?"

"I just happened to be meeting a client nearby, and it was time for dinner so I came in here to have a meal."

Zhang Boxuan explained, then asked, "Are you alone?"

“…Uh, yes.”

Zhang Boxuan waited for a moment, but before she asked him, he took the initiative to say, "Me too."

Just as Zheng Zhihui was thinking about whether she should politely say "Enjoy your meal", he spoke first, "We are all alone. If you don't mind, can we sit together?"

"..."

In fact, it is not difficult to cook a meal at home. Why does she have to go out to eat when she has nothing to do?

Zheng Zhihui was a little upset, but she had a polite smile on her face, "Of course I don't mind."

Zhang Boxuan sat down opposite her. The waiter handed him the menu. He ordered a meal, and then the waiter left again.

There was silence at the table.

This was the first time they met and sat at the same table after she regained her memory and moved out of his house. For a moment, Zheng Zhihui didn't know what to say.

"Are you used to being outside these days?"

The man's magnetic and concerned voice broke the awkward atmosphere.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Zheng Zhihui straightened her back and smiled politely, "Thank you for your concern."

Zhang Boxuan noticed her distant attitude and felt a little lonely.

The atmosphere became quiet again.

After a while, it was Zhang Boxuan who spoke again, "Although you have recovered well now, you still cannot miss the monthly check-up. I will pick you up for the follow-up on the day of the check-up..."

"No need." Zheng Zhihui refused immediately. Seeing the man's face suddenly become a little ugly, she quickly said, "What I mean is that the follow-up visit is not a big deal. There is no need to trouble you. I can go by myself."

She understood that he felt responsible for her gunshot wound, but she felt that it was unnecessary and she didn't want to have any contact with him anymore.

Zhang Boxuan moved his mouth, wanting to say "this is not a problem for him", but was afraid that being too tough would disgust her, so he could only swallow back the words that were in his throat, "Okay, you can go directly to Dr. Zhou when the time comes, he will still be in charge of your physical examination."

"If you have any questions, you can always contact me," he added.

Zheng Zhihui still responded politely, "Okay, thank you."

Fortunately, this time, before the two of them could feel the silence again, a waiter came over to serve the meal.

What was served was the set meal ordered by Zheng Zhihui.

"Ma'am, please enjoy your meal."

Zheng Zhihui was feeling a little confused. She glanced at the cold drink on the set meal, said "thank you" to the waiter, raised her hand to take it, intending to take a sip to calm herself down.

But before her hand touched it, a bony hand moved the drink away before her.

"Please give her a hot drink, thank you."

Zhang Boxuan said to the waiter.

???

"Why?" Zheng Zhihui looked at him in astonishment, then looked at the cold drink, "Is there any problem with this?"

"Drinks are fine." Zhang Boxuan glanced at her and said calmly, "But you had stomach pain during your last menstrual period. The doctor recommended that you drink less cold drinks."

"..."

Zheng Zhihui's ears started to burn. Why did he keep remembering all these things about her?

Zheng Zhihui glanced awkwardly at the waiter who was still standing next to her, and the waiter smiled enviously and praised, "Beauty, your boyfriend is so considerate."

This time, Zheng Zhihui's ears and her entire face turned red. She waved her hands in panic to deny, "No, he is not..."

"It's okay, you can get a hot drink instead."

The waiter thought she was worried that the drink could not be exchanged for the set meal, so he interrupted her with a smile and took away the cold drink.

"I'll get you a hot drink right away. Please wait a moment."

The waiter said this and turned to leave.

The explanation Zheng Zhihui was about to finish was stuck in her throat. When she came to her senses, she found that the man had already brought the steak to her.

"..."

???

Looking up in surprise, Zheng Zhihui saw the man cutting the steak elegantly, and was stunned for a moment.

Before, when she was still mentally a child, whenever he took her out to eat Western food, he would cut her portion first. If she happened to be watching cartoons or playing games, he would not ask her to stop, because if he asked her to put down her phone, she would throw a tantrum on the spot. So at that time, he would sit quietly beside her, pick up the cut meat with a fork, and feed her one bite at a time, without making a sound to disturb her play.

Zheng Zhihui recalled these and couldn't help but sigh:

In fact... he was quite tolerant of her despite her mental disability. Unlike before, no matter how she chased him or tried to please him, he was always cold to her.

There is nothing but disgust and rejection, and more disgust and rejection.

"What are you thinking about?"

The man's voice brought her thoughts back to her senses. When Zheng Zhihui raised her eyes, she found that the cut steak had been placed back in front of her.

"Nothing, thank you."

She lowered her somewhat sore eyes, picked up the fork and ate, without looking up again.

Soon, his meal and her hot drink arrived.

Zhang Boxuan realized that she didn't want to communicate with him, so he didn't say much, and the two of them ate in silence.

In the end, Zhang Boxuan paid for the meal.

The two walked out of the restaurant together.

"Thank you for treating me to this meal. Um... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Normally, if someone invites you to dinner, you should definitely treat them back to show your gratitude, but Zheng Zhihui knew that this kind of social etiquette of "reciprocity" could not occur between her and Zhang Boxuan.

Lest he think that I am still the same as before and find an excuse to harass him.

"Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Hearing this, Zheng Zhihui paused, but shook her head, "No, I... am just doing something nearby, I can go there by myself, bye."

Zhang Boxuan looked at her as she turned and left, his eyes gradually becoming dim.

Of course he knew that the City Garden Community was nearby, but just now she just said that she was doing some business nearby, as if she didn't want to tell him where she lived now.

To be precise, she was deliberately avoiding him, and even if she met him, she didn't want to stay with him for long.

Thinking of this, Zhang Boxuan felt a sense of loss on his face.