Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Inside the cozy two-bedroom apartment:

As it turns out, seeing the exquisite dinner, Qin Mu not only thought about it, but also did it.

Qin Mu skillfully sat at the dining table, seeing only one pair of bowls and chopsticks. He didn’t bother with courtesy towards Mu Wan; instead, he just spoke up: "I’ll start eating, hope you don’t mind."

Mu Wan: "..."

Mind very much.

Mind very very much.

Truly mind.

I worked hard all afternoon to make this.

Besides, having a stranger come over to eat is always a bit odd.

Mu Wan squeezed a faint smile from the corner of her mouth, then pursed her lips and said: "It’s not very convenient."

Mu Wan’s upbringing really restrained her from stepping forward and snatching the bowl and chopsticks from the man’s hand.

Upon hearing Mu Wan’s words, Qin Mu wasn’t very emotionally stirred; instead, he raised his eyebrows, thick-skinnedly saying: "No worries, I’ll cook a big table of dishes tomorrow, and you can come up and eat, same difference. We’re neighbors, why be so polite?"

Mu Wan: "..."

Alright then.

Qin Mu drank a sip of the rich soup, praising his wife’s good culinary skills; it was just too delicious.

He also ate a piece of rib, the taste was fresh and the meat tasted even more flavorful.

This rib soup, even if I drank it for a lifetime, I’d never get tired of it.

Because it was just too delicious.

"I never knew... you..."

Qin Mu realized he had misspoken, so he raised his eyebrows and said: "I really couldn’t tell, you make such delicious rib soup."

The man’s voice was somewhat hoarse but very magnetic and pleasant to hear.

Mu Wan was somewhat lost in thought...

She kept feeling that the man before her seemed so familiar, yet she couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

Since the food had been eaten, there was no need for Mu Wan to be overly dramatic; she pursed her lips and said: "Take off your mask to eat, or it’ll get all over your face."

"Okay."

It was clear from her tone that she was concerned about him, which pleased Qin Mu greatly. He quickly removed his mask and continued eating.

Mu Wan looked at the faint scars on the man’s face beneath the mask, seemingly understanding why he always wore it.

Though the man just showed up to eat uninvited, it was clear that he ate with elegance.

"Wife... ahem... haven’t asked what your name is yet."

"Mu Wan."

Listening to Mu Wan’s gentle words, Qin Mu actively offered: "Sit down and eat together, no need to be polite."

Mu Wan: "..."

Who’s being polite to whom?

Mu Wan was full of disdain for Qin Mu, she pursed her lips and said: "Okay."

Mu Wan still walked into the kitchen to wash her hands and then returned to the dining table,

"Hmm, you haven’t asked me what my name is yet..."

Faced with the man’s skilled flirting, Mu Wan responded calmly: "Sorry, I already have a husband."

"No worries... I think you should find out anyway, so it’ll be easier to introduce me to your husband later."

Mu Wan: "..."

Where in this world is someone so shameless.

Mu Wan squeezed a faint smile from the corner of her mouth and spoke.

"Sir, what’s your name."

"Hmm, just call me Aimu... my surname is Ai."

Mu Wan: "..."

There aren’t many people with the surname Ai these days.

Still, the most famous was the Aisin Gioro from the Qing dynasty.

"Okay."

Mu Wan quietly nodded, then served herself a small bowl of soup.

Having cooked a whole pot, how come after serving herself, there wasn’t much left?

And the cucumbers I mixed, the tomato and egg I fried, the bell peppers with shredded pork, and the sweet and sour shrimp, why... does it seem there’s not much left?

I’d planned to eat these for two days.

Mu Wan looked at the man in front of her who had eaten all she’d painstakingly cooked, feeling somewhat annoyed.

This is clearly a bandit and a thief.

The man looks so refined...

This is clearly a refined scoundrel.

...

Qin Mu hadn’t eaten such delicious food in a long time, he couldn’t let go, so he almost instantly devoured a large portion.

He knew how big Mu Wan’s appetite was, so he deliberately left some for her.

Eating to the point of being almost full, Qin Mu deliberately slowed down his eating pace, accompanying Mu Wan to eat together.

Mu Wan still took small, quiet bites, eating calmly.

Such tranquil and gentle appearance couldn’t help but make people take a few extra glances.

Qin Mu was no exception.

Enjoying the quiet moment between the two...

Mu Wan had no desire to speak with Qin Mu, so she remained silent until Qin Mu couldn’t help but ask.

"Didn’t you say you have a husband, why hasn’t he come back yet?"

"Hmm, on a business trip, not convenient."

Mu Wan responded faintly, not wanting to elaborate.