Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 445 - 232: Girl’s Feelings_4

Chapter 445: Chapter 232: Girl’s Feelings_4

Wen Er quickly realized what was happening and leapt up from his chair.

His tea spilled all over him.

"Keep your voice down, you’ll wake Jiang Mo!" Li Nanshuang glared at him, clearly displeased.

Wen Er’s eyes widened as he stuttered, "Jiang... Jiang Mo slept in your room last night?"

"Yeah."

"Who slept on the floor?"

"We both slept on the bed."

"What!!?"

"Can you keep it down? Otherwise, I’ll hit you!" Li Nanshuang raised her fist.

Wen Er was on the verge of tears, "No, I mean... oh dear, my Nan Shuang, although your uncle told you to take the initiative with him, I didn’t mean for you to move this fast. You haven’t even tied the knot, did you share the bridal chamber already?"

The man slapped his thigh in frustration and helplessness.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Who shared the bridal chamber? Jiang Mo and I were simply sleeping, nothing more."

"...There’s a proper way to sleep?"

"Do you believe now that I’ll truly hit you?" Li Nanshuang’s face turned red with anger.

"You really didn’t share the bridal chamber?"

"No!"

Li Nanshuang stormed off to the kitchen to boil water, fuming.

Wen Er hurried after her and gave the girl a once-over, as if finally realizing the lass was indeed a virgin, he heaved a sigh of relief and smiled, "No bridal chamber, that’s good, that’s very good..."

"What do you take Jiang Mo for, and what do you take me for?"

Li Nanshuang sternly accused her uncle, "Jiang Mo is a perfect gentleman, and I... I am a proper housewife."

Wen Er chuckled, "No matter how much of a gentleman one is, there’s always a moment they’re not, especially when you, Nan Shuang, are such a great beauty."

Wen Er found a low stool and sat near the door, continuing,

"Let me tell you, girl, using beauty or such to chase a man is inferior. Once he has you, he’ll grow tired of you if he doesn’t like you anymore.

You have to capture his heart, make him truly like you, fall in love with you from the inside. Like making him his favorite dishes; didn’t the ancients say, if you want to capture his heart, you must first capture his stomach..."

"But I can’t cook," Li Nanshuang pouted.

Wen Er helplessly said, "If you can’t, then learn. Nobody is born knowing how to cook. If you marry Jiang Mo in the future, do you still plan to walk around with a big knife every day and have him cook for you?

You need to learn how to keep a house. When you have children, you can’t possibly use that knife to feed them, can you? Do you think a normal man would like someone like you?"

Li Nanshuang was momentarily at a loss for words.

Finally, the girl clenched her little fists and resolved, "Fine, I’ll learn to cook right now!"

...

After Li Nanshuang left, Jiang Shouzhong didn’t rush to get up but instead reviewed the clues he had gathered the day before in his mind. He jotted them down in his notebook and carefully considered them.

When he stepped out of the room, he saw Li Nanshuang and Wen Er desperately trying to put out a fire.

It turned out the kitchen was on fire.

The usually clean and pale Li Nanshuang was now as black as charcoal, only her eyes still sparkling.

After finally extinguishing the fire and cleaning up, Li Nanshuang presented her first culinary attempt with gusto: a plate of charred scrambled eggs, which she placed on the dining table.

"How is it? Doesn’t it look crisp on the outside and tender on the inside?"

The girl was somewhat proud of her first masterpiece.

Jiang Shouzhong and Wen Er’s facial muscles twitched for a moment as Wen Er said, "Why do I feel like it’s charred both on the outside and inside?"

"Impossible, just try it," she said with confidence in her culinary skills.

"Uh, no, let’s let Jiang have this precious delicacy," Wen Er felt certain he’d be done for if he ate it.

Jiang Shouzhong chuckled, "No, Uncle should eat. It’s only right for the younger generation to honor their elders."

"You eat."

"You eat."

"You eat."

"I’m not hungry, Uncle first, please."

"..."

As the two men were politely declining, a sultry voice suddenly floated in, "Why not split it half and half?"

The woman walked in gracefully, her willow waist swaying like branches in the breeze, exhibiting incomparable grace.

The slit of her skirt revealed a glimpse of her jade-like legs, wrapped snugly in fine black stockings.

With every step, her skirt swirled gently, and the black stockings shimmered, evoking boundless imagination like dark ink-painted Yunjin, displaying a woman’s charm and elegance.

She was indeed a vision of captivating allure, stirring the soul.

The woman was none other than Jiang Yi.

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