Hidden marriage husband always wants to show love to me

Chapter 722 Past and Present: Is She Stupid?
Chu Jiawen sat on the side as quietly as air, a little numb to the interaction between the two just now.

Her mind is filled with images of Gu Yichen picking meat for her.

Doesn't Gu Yichen hate her the most?

Why does everyone take such good care of her?

She stared coldly at Mu Wanyu's way of lowering her head and earnestly chopping the rice. She even ate a single grain of rice, and then looked at her pair of jeans and white top, which gave off a poor air everywhere. What's so good about her!
After about ten minutes, Mu Wanyu didn't take a bite of the food, but finished the rice in the bowl.

During the period, Chu Jiawen ate his own with a displeased face, without reminding her to take a bite of food, and completely ignored her idiot behavior.

Sitting on the dining chair, Mu Wanyu didn't know what to do, so she could only focus on the kind-hearted Mama Wu: "How about I help you clean it up."

"No, Ms. Mu, you are a guest, I'll do all that."

When Mu Wanyu heard the word "guest", she was embarrassed for a moment, and said stiffly, "It's okay, I'm not a guest, I'm a servant just like you."

Mama Wu: "..."

How many servants have you seen who can serve dinner?
Have you seen how many servants were dismissed by the husband as all the cooks because they didn't suit their appetite?

She seemed to see Mu Wanyu's embarrassment, and smiled kindly: "Miss Mu, sir has gone to the study. If you are fine, you can go upstairs to rest for a while."

"Oh."

Mu Wanyu nodded obediently, stood there at a loss, and turned her gaze to Chu Jiawen: "Miss Chu, shall I go upstairs first?"

Chu Jiawen thought to himself, why don't you leave?Why are you still alive?
Get out, get out, tell her what to say!

Brain is sick!
She put down her chopsticks, tried her best to endure the irritability in her heart, and forced out a word: "Okay."

Only then did Mu Wanyu move her steps slowly, and even when she turned around, she felt her body was so heavy. In this villa, every step she took, it seemed that countless eyes were staring at her, making her whole body uncomfortable.

The more unaccustomed to life, the more I miss my place.

If she hadn't been picked up by Gu Yichen, she might still be eating instant noodles, rice bowls, and whatever she wanted in her rented house.

But now, it's all other people's things.

I bought such a hearty dish for myself, but I rarely saw what I liked, so I could only eat white rice in the end.

I still drank a glass of water before barely finishing it.

In short, it can fill the stomach and not starve to death.

Such a luxurious life is like two worlds with her, it doesn't belong to her at all.

Even though she was there, she was still living the same quality of life as before, even worse than before.

At least, she can eat whatever she wants at home and do whatever she wants, which is much more free than here.

After Mu Wanyu went upstairs to rest, Mama Wu was called to Gu Yichen's study.

The man's quiet eyes focused on the document in his hand, without looking up: "She has eaten."

Wu Ma nodded: "Yes, Miss Mu ate a bowl of white rice and went upstairs."

After a pause, she continued, "Miss Mu doesn't seem to like the food here."

Hearing this, Gu Yichen put down the information in his hand, seemed to have made a decision, raised his head and said: "The new chef doesn't need to go to training, let Zhao Yi try dishes in the afternoon, if possible, come to work in the evening."

"Yes."

She could eat a bowl of white rice.

Is it stupid?
With a bang, the door was gently closed.

(End of this chapter)