Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Nosebleed… Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Nosebleed… A netizen who went by the name of “Old Madam” replied, “Me!”
They were all left speechless, and it was clear that this was a new account, not like that one true fan with a maxed-out level.
“You should just stop adding to the chaos and watch.”
“Go play somewhere else.”
“Be good now, no more trouble.”
Old Madam Fu was speechless.
Li Xingwan also saw that book title, which made her twitch. Who could be so bold?
She didn’t remember that option in the original work she had read.
Li Xingwan held Mobao’s hand and said, “I’ll take Mobao down for breakfast first,” asking him several times how well he had slept the night before.
Seeing he seemed in high spirits, she headed downstairs. However, as she approached the dining table, she realized a very profound problem.
That problem was… breakfast might not be…
The two sat at the empty breakfast table, looking at each other, creating a rather comical scene that made many netizens burst into laughter.
“There seems to be some bread in the fridge,” Mobao reminded her. “And milk and fruit and stuff.”
There were indeed plenty of ready-to-eat options. The housemaids had foreseen this situation, fearing that the family of three would not be adept at cooking, so they had stocked the fridge with lots of instant foods.
“I’ll go get it.” Mobao got up from the chair and headed to the kitchen. Just as Li Xingwan was about to follow, Fu Chengzhou came downstairs. He was wearing a black shirt paired with a business vest and trousers that accentuated his already tall and straight figure.
Seeing him come down, Li Xingwan’s complexion turned a bit red.
It was because earlier in the morning, he had suddenly leaned over her, making her smell the strong masculine scent on him, which was very invasive.
This original host’s husband was certainly charming.
Fu Chengzhou effortlessly caught the change in Li Xingwan’s expression. After all, they were husband and wife.
“What would you like to eat?” Fu Chengzhou had already arrived at the dining table and bent down to ask Li Xingwan.
“Er…” Just as Li Xingwan was about to say that perhaps it wasn’t necessary to make anything else for breakfast, since there were many ready-to-eat items in the fridge, her phone screen suddenly lit up.
The message was from her good friend Qin Yu. “Xingwan, how was it? Was your husband fierce last night? Did it feel really good!?”
She instinctively covered her phone’s screen with her hand immediately. She really wanted to throttle that Qin Yu!
Looking up again, she saw that Fu Chengzhou’s gaze was falling on her phone screen, hidden beneath her hands. Naturally, he too had clearly seen that recent text message from such a close distance.
Although there was not much change in his expression, Li Xingwan’s heart still “thumped” a few times. Anxious not to be misunderstood, she quickly explained.
“It’s my friend Qin Yu. She must have had a brain fart and sent the wrong message.”
But Fu Chengzhou acted as if he hadn’t heard her. “Sorry, for not giving you the experience.”
He had made those arrangements. After all, he had made his wife spend three years alone in an empty room. Continuing to endure this solitude wasn’t good.
But their plans had been interrupted by that little tyke, Xiaomo.
She felt like she could have a nosebleed—what was that supposed to mean?!
The audience behind the live broadcast cameras were all sporting a universal set of question marks on their foreheads.
“What does he mean ‘for not giving you the experience’?”
“What are they talking about?”