Assistant to My Contracted Husband

For so many days now, thinking from Mu Wan’s perspective, especially watching the adorable Tang Bao and Cubao from her corner, I can immediately feel the pressure on a woman.

Indeed, I’m not her...

I often say indifferent things, but the more I say I don’t care, the greater Mu Wan’s guilt and pressure become.

It’s as if the two of us are walking two extremes...

Relentlessly wishing the best for each other...

Both of us think this way, but it often pushes the other farther away.

After a long while, Qin Mu slowly raised his hand to touch the woman’s back and said hoarsely, "Alright, don’t cry anymore, I promise you."

"Mm..."

Upon hearing Qin Mu’s words, Mu Wan cried even harder.

Qin Mu, you big fool... big fool.

Why do you treat me so well?

The better he treats me, the stronger my guilt becomes; it’s almost like it’s consuming me.

...

The two just embraced for a long time, then Mu Wan pushed away from the man’s arms, pursed her lips, and said, "Is your injury better, do you need to go to the hospital?"

"It’s not serious."

"Well, then I’ll go make something for you to eat..."

"Okay."

Qin Mu looked at his wife with concern, her eyes red from crying; he pursed his thin lips and raised his hand to wipe the tears from her beautiful eyes.

"No need to make something complicated, just cook some noodles..."

"I’m planning to make fried rice... Haven’t made it for you in a long time."

"Okay."

Whatever his wife makes, Qin Mu will eat.

In fact, Mu Wan not only made fried rice, but also cooked kelp soup, which can sober Qin Mu up.

Qin Mu was originally wearing makeup, but now in front of Mu Wan, he didn’t need to hide it and washed it all off with clean water, revealing his handsome face. These days, the makeup artists were always on call so he could see Mu Wan anytime.

After Qin Mu removed the makeup from his face, he saw Mu Wan had already brought the food over, and it smells wonderful.

Very fragrant...

But this was his last meal.

Qin Mu’s lips curled into a bitter smile, pretending to play casually with the taste: "My wife’s cooking is really good."

"Drink less alcohol and smoke less in the future."

"Alright, I’ll listen to you."

Qin Mu quickly ate the fried rice in the bowl, his arm hurt when he lifted it because of his injury, but such a little wound was nothing to Qin Mu.

"Eat more slowly... no one is going to steal it from you."

"Mm."

Qin Mu, hearing Mu Wan’s caring words, curled his thin lips. Although he ate slowly, the fried rice quickly reached the bottom, and he drank all the kelp soup too.

"You don’t need to clean up, I’ll do it."

Seeing Mu Wan was about to clear the table, Qin Mu stopped her, and Mu Wan hesitated, speaking softly: "You’re injured, maybe I should do it myself."

"Sit obediently on the sofa and rest."

Mu Wan listened to the man’s firm words, wanting to step forward to stop but after thinking about it, she sat on the sofa.

"Mm."

...

Qin Mu went into the kitchen, and undoubtedly, it turned upside down.

Mu Wan didn’t need to think to know the kitchen would surely be a mess with the man inside.

From time to time, she could hear the man’s voice cursing.

Mu Wan’s lips curled up, and despite this, she still enjoyed the current quiet time.

Just the two of them...

Even if the man was busy, her heart felt warm.

Mm...

Saying goodbye like this is nice.

Although unconsciously, tears welled up once more in her beautiful eyes, almost spilling out of her sockets.

Mu Wan sniffed, forcing the wetness back into her eyes.

Half an hour later, Qin Mu came out of the kitchen, looking a bit disheveled.

"I cleaned it up and put it in the cupboard."

"Okay."

Mu Wan raised her hand to glance at the time on her phone and spoke softly: "It’s getting late, it’s already 11 o’clock, go back and rest..."

"What time is your flight tomorrow..."

"Mm... 8 in the morning, don’t ask where I’m going."

"Alright."

Qin Mu pursed his lips, responding.

The atmosphere was quiet, both of them silent without saying anything.

After a while, Mu Wan took the initiative to speak: "Good night, rest early once you’re back."

Qin Mu: "..."

"Good night" is originally a intimate farewell, now hearing it leaves another kind of taste in the heart, very uncomfortable.

Qin Mu curled his thin lips, looking into the woman’s watery eyes, struggling to say: "Alright, you too."

"Mm."

Mu Wan watched Qin Mu walk towards the doorway, her small hand continuously clenched into a fist, finally letting her sharp nails dig into her palm without even realizing it.

Qin Mu’s steps were extremely difficult, in fact... it was only three meters away, yet it took him more than a minute to walk.