Then, the person went to the bathroom!
Ou Mucen didn’t notice anything odd about her. Maybe, when he kissed her eyes earlier, he really tasted a bit of saltiness.
So he didn’t bother her anymore but responsibly helped her watch the pot of noodles in the kitchen: "Why cook here? Can’t we cook back at the apartment? We could bring Xiaobao there too."
He recalled the image of their little family having a meal at the apartment, and instantly, the curve of his lips deepened.
Finally, when the woman came out of the bathroom, the noodles were almost ready. So he disdainfully tossed the spatula and handed it to her: "I’m not eating. You eat."
Ye Ning had just managed to pull herself together, confused by this: "Why not eat? Is it not good?"
Ou Mucen spoke gruffly: "I haven’t brushed my teeth or washed my face!"
This bastard, she had just gone down to buy those for him this morning, why can’t he use them? Must he insist on using his fancy stuff?
Ye Ning was a bit upset too. As she served the noodles, her face turned stern: "If you don’t eat, I won’t go back!"
"I’d say it twice the same, Young Master. Although the things here aren’t great, this is the place that cared for your wife and child, can’t you just do us the favor of having a meal here? It won’t cost you anything, right?"
Standing there, he sulked with his handsome face, staring at her for a while. Eventually, he begrudgingly went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Fine, this time for his wife and child, he would endure!
After brushing and washing, he came back out, sure enough, two bowls of steaming noodles were served. Besides meat, there was also a beautifully fried egg.
It seems this woman isn’t so bad after all; at least the noodles looked alright.
So he walked over and sat down in front of the small table.
Ye Ning saw him, poured him a glass of water, and sat down too: "I didn’t add cilantro, you don’t like it. Eat, and after, I’ll go home with you."
Ou Mucen nodded with satisfaction and finally picked up the chopsticks: "Rest assured, once we go back, we won’t go to Blue Mountain Villa anymore. We will go to the apartment, and after the eighth, when the Civil Affairs Bureau opens, we’ll go get the certificate first, then pick a date for the wedding. How does that sound?"
Just sitting there, she stared at the bowl of noodles in front of her for a long time before her slightly trembling hand slowly reached for it and picked up a few strands of noodles.
Of course, she’d like that. Ye Ning’s biggest wish in this lifetime was to marry him, be his wife. Now, since he’s arranged everything so well, how could she not like it? How could she not be happy?
She indeed liked it very much, and she really wanted it!
She lowered her head, almost on the brink of tears again.
Luckily, at this moment, Ou Mucen didn’t see her expression. Upon her agreement, realizing he was about to take this woman home, he pointed to a small purple chair in the room: "Take this with us later."
Ye Ning was puzzled: "Why take this?"
Ou Mucen responded without much emotion: "No reason, I just like it." Then continued to eat.
Ye Ning glanced over and after a while, finally understanding what he meant, her heart softened.
PS: A warm tip, I’m really not an evil stepmother, so don’t worry, it won’t get painful later, trust me...