The wife is crazy!

It’s over, he no longer calls me wife but just calls me by my real name, this is a big deal!!!

"Master, I just want to ask you one question. Are you okay? If it does not harm you, the four of us will keep our mouths shut."

The four people of Honey Cake bent down deeply.

"If it is harmful to our Lord, we will report it to him even if we die. It is our mission to protect your safety."

Jiang Youbai was very moved. These four people were indeed loyal to him. He waved his sleeves at the crowd and asked them to stand up.

"It does no harm to me."

After hearing the master's words, the three people of Mi Gao finally felt relieved.

When they returned home, they saw Jiang An instructing the servants about the dishes for dinner as soon as they entered the inner courtyard.

"Master, you are back. The master has asked me several times, which shows that I miss you."

Jiang An smiled and said nice things, but he didn't expect to hit a wall today.

"is it?"

Jiang Youbai's face was stern, and his anger had not subsided.

He glanced at the servants in the kitchen, then looked in the direction of the main house and spoke in a very bad tone.

"All the dishes tonight are sweet. Add as much sugar as you can to me. I want it to be super sweet!"

Jiang An was in a dilemma. Everyone knew that the master disliked sweet food the most. In the past, he had all kinds of flavors. But today, what should he do...

Looking at his master's gloomy eyes, Jiang An swallowed subconsciously and could only nod reluctantly.

"Humph!"

Jiang Youbai flicked his sleeves and entered the main house.

Jiang An grabbed the bean ball at the back and asked curiously.

"My Lord, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"

Doutuan closed his mouth tightly, shook his head quickly, turned around and ran inside.

I dare not say anything, not even a single word.

Jiang An was left confused.

During dinner, Jiang Tang stared blankly at the table full of sweet dishes with his chopsticks in hand. The sweetness was overwhelming...

Each dish was covered in thick syrup. Jiang Tang felt nauseous just by looking at it, let alone eating it.

"Snapped--"

The chopsticks fell on the table, and Jiang An, who was standing next to him, was so scared that he fell to his knees with a plop.

"what happened?"

Jiang An was hesitant and didn't know what to do. At this time, Jiang Youbai came out from the inner room.

He sat down next to Jiang Tang with a very bad tone.

"Why are you so angry? Can't I ask someone to do it?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Jiang Tang.

He picked up the chopsticks that Jiang Tang had just thrown on the table and put a piece of honey chicken into Jiang Tang's empty bowl.

"eat!"

Jiang Tang looked at Jiang Youbai with an indifferent expression, somewhat puzzled, and then looked at the greasy sweet chicken in his bowl.

Anger also rose.

He stood up with a sullen face and walked out without saying a word. If you can't afford to offend, then why not hide?

Jiang Youbai threw the chopsticks to the ground.

"Snapped--"

"Jiang Tang!!"

Ho! You dare to call me by my name? This is outrageous!

Jiang Tang frowned and turned around, and saw Jiang Youbai pursing her lips tightly, staring at her with her big eyes without blinking, full of grievances, and tears hanging in the corners of her eyes.

"My ancestor, what happened to you?"

No matter how angry Jiang Tang was, it disappeared in an instant. He sat next to Jiang Youbai, hugged the little guy and started to coax him.

"Who bullied you?"

Jiang Youbai said nothing, but picked up a new pair of chopsticks and put a piece of honey meatball into Jiang Tang's bowl.

I deliberately added more sweet sauce.

He raised his eyes and stared at her, insisting that she eat the food.

Jiang Tang: “………………”

Hey!

Jiang Tang gritted his teeth, picked up the chopsticks beside him, picked up the sweet meatball, closed his eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweet taste went straight to the top of his head and he swallowed it hastily. He picked up the teacup next to him and wanted to drink some water to suppress the taste, but Jiang Youbai took it away with his arm.

Jiang Tang: “………………”

After that, Jiang Youbai refused to eat a single bite and stuffed all the sweets on the table into Jiang Tang's stomach, not even allowing him to drink a sip of water.

Sin! ! !

At night, Jiang Tangsheng lay down on the bed with no hope, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, feeling nauseous.

Jiang Youbai glanced at her several times from the side, feeling uneasy, wondering if she had eaten something bad...

That shouldn’t be the case. Haven’t you heard that eating sugar can make people bad?

While thinking this in his mind, he still secretly placed a glass of water and a few sour plums beside Jiang Tang's bed.

He got on the bed with a 'hum' and rolled up the quilt, wrapping himself up like a cicada pupa.

Jiang Tang looked down and saw that he was empty-handed. The quilt that had just been draped over his body had been swept away by Jiang You.

I silently complained in my heart, what's wrong with this...

Anyway, Jiang Tang had strong internal strength, so he wasn't cold and just fell asleep peacefully.

I was so thirsty in the middle of the night that I touched the water next to me and drank a big gulp.

I was half-consciously thinking, why is this water still warm...

The next day, as soon as the sun shone into the yard, the servants began to work. Because the master was in a very bad mood, the servants in the mansion moved extra slowly.

Afraid of offending the devil.

'when--'

"Dangdangdang——"

"Dangdangdangdang——"

Jiang Youbai asked the four pastry chefs to prepare the dumpling stuffing early in the morning. Without going to the kitchen, he chopped the meat stuffing with a kitchen knife at the table outside.

The four big pastries were trembling with fear and squatted in the corner like little quails.

He kept his eyes on the inner room where Jiang Tang was, fearing that the master would rush out with a machete at the next moment.

"Fuck his father!"

"Whose father is tired of living? Chop, chop, chop, where is your father?"

Jiang Tang, with disheveled hair, rushed out from the inner room angrily.

Without even opening his eyes, he kicked!

“Master!!”

Hearing the sound of the four big pastries, Jiang Tang opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the person in front of him was Jiang Youbai, and he retracted his foot that had kicked out.

The movement was too hasty and Jiang Tang staggered.

Jiang Youbai's face was tense, the hand holding the knife was shaking with fear, and he blinked frequently due to nervousness.

‘Boom——’

The kitchen knife was thrown on the chopping board and stood still. I couldn't hold it anymore and my palms were full of sweat.

Jiang Tang's chest heaved violently. He leaned forward to look at the sun outside. Damn it, the sun hasn't even turned full yet and it's already out working?

She looked at the meat filling on the table again and blinked. If she couldn't see that Jiang You was abnormally white, then she would be stupid.

But why?

He glanced obscurely at the four big pastries shivering in the corner and pursed his lips.

"Go on!"

After saying this, Jiang Tang turned around and walked out.

Only after the people disappeared did Jiang Youbai dare to take a deep breath, and she couldn't help but pat her chest with her little hands.

Scared me……

By breakfast time, Jiang Tang had already run away, and the desserts that had been prepared in advance were not used at all.

Jiang Youbai waved his hand and asked the servants to divide it. He also felt sick of the smell.

Jiang Tang hid in the study room looking at the account book. She found that Jiang Youbai was trying to make trouble for her. Since she couldn't afford to offend him, she decided to hide.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Come in."

Jiang An came in with an embarrassed look on his face. He looked at his master and the words on the tip of his tongue rolled back and forth several times before he dared not speak.

Finally, let’s learn the four major pastries.

He fell to his knees with a plop.

He lowered his body deeply and lay on the ground.

"My Lord asked me to tell you..."

Jiang Anxin made up his mind and said loudly with his eyes closed.

"The Master went to the brothel!!"

"Click——"

The half-palm-thick golden nanmu desk broke into two pieces.

There was no sign of Jiang Tang in the room.

Only Jiang An was left lying on the ground, shivering.