Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 282 - 285 Ryan Castle’s god, Witch?

Chapter 282: 285 Ryan Castle’s god, Witch?

"This isn’t appropriate," Tang Xiaohua instinctively declined.

"You won’t need to return to the Police Department for food and lodging anymore; the bedroom next door is for you to live in, unless you are attending a banquet, at all other times, you will dine with me," Wen Nian said as he had already gotten out of bed...

"Your leg..."

"It’s nothing."

Wen Nian, leaning against the wall, walked over and sat down at the dining table.

Tang Xiaohua still felt it was improper, "Sir, I think it would be better for me to return to the Police Department."

Wen Nian fixed his gaze on her, "Why?"

"I am your guard; there should be a distinction between master and servant."

"Which feudal era have you time-traveled from? I didn’t ask for your opinion; this is an order. Of course, you can also defy the order and leave right now."

Tang Xiaohua took a deep breath, "Do you plan to keep threatening me with this tactic in the future?"

"Is that not allowed?"

"..."

Taking a deep breath again, Tang Xiaohua sat opposite Wen Nian. She picked up her utensils but didn’t pick up any vegetables. She just clamped onto the grains of rice in her bowl, placing them into her mouth one by one.

Wen Nian glanced at her and knew she was making a silent protest.

"Bai Qiantan and I are not..."

"Sir, it is customary not to speak while eating or sleeping."

Tang Xiaohua hurriedly interrupted him; she really didn’t want to hear about these matters.

Wen Nian didn’t force her, "If you don’t want to listen, I won’t speak, but if... you become curious or want to know, you can ask me anytime."

Tang Xiaohua didn’t respond, still eating rice one grain at a time, one grain at a time, putting it into her mouth. Wen Nian spent half an hour eating, Tang Xiaohua ate just under half a bowl of rice. As soon as Wen Nian put down his chopsticks, she immediately put hers down too,

"I’m full."

"Do you plan to resist in this way by starving yourself?"

Tang Xiaohua looked at Wen Nian and shook her head, "Sir, rest assured, I will not mistreat myself. I am full for now, but if I get hungry later, I will eat again."

"..."

"Sir would not command me not to eat snacks when I’m hungry, right?"

"You’re jealous."

"What?"

"If you’re jealous, just say so, why keep it tense?"

"There’s no vinegar in the rice."

Tang Xiaohua blinked her eyes at Wen Nian.

"You know I’m talking about Bai Qiantan."

"Oh, your fiancée. Sir, how could I possibly be jealous of you? Right now, I couldn’t wish more for you and Miss Bai to tie the knot, be loving together so that you wouldn’t keep saying these strange things to me."

She said with a smile, standing up,

"I’ll have the servants come clean up."

Wen Nian watched her figure, not stopping her.

The door opened and then closed; Wen Nian sat beside the dining table in only his pajamas, a chill washing over him.

In the evening, when Qu Yu came to retrieve the reports he had delivered earlier, Wen Nian stopped him,

"Is she still outside?"

"Of course, do I need to call her in?"

"No need; tell her to rest early today, then come over here, I have something to tell you."

Qu Yu nodded and when he entered again, Wen Nian was leaning against the bookshelf, holding a book in his hand,

"Sir?"

Qu Yu closed the door.

Wen Nian walked to the sofa with the support of the wall and sat down, handing the book he was holding to Qu Yu.

Qu Yu glanced at the book in his hand—"Rainbown’s Secrets"

"Ryan Castle?"

"Yes."

Located to the far south of Country G, close to the open sea, on a small island within the territory of Country G.

"What about this place... what is it?"

"Thirty years ago, my grandfather had invited a Witch from this island."

"What? A, a Witch?"