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Chapter 41 I'm Your Husband
Intermittent nightmares tormented Li Jingman all night, and when she woke up the next day, her eyes were light blue.

Aunt Wu, the cook, had been guarding outside the door for a long time. Seeing Li Jingman go out, she greeted him eagerly.

"Madam is up, breakfast is ready, it's Chinese pumpkin porridge with custard buns..."

Li Jingman didn't have any appetite, he shook his head and refused: "Take it off, I have no appetite."

Sister-in-law Wu suddenly looked bitter: "Madam, you can eat a little bit, otherwise I really can't explain when the husband comes back tonight."

Only then did Li Jingman reluctantly sit on the table and drink two mouthfuls of porridge, but after only two mouthfuls, she put down the spoon and left the table.

When Auntie Wu was clearing the table, she found that the meals she had prepared had hardly been touched, and she sighed helplessly.

In her impression, Mr. Fu is very kind to his wife.

Back then when the Fu family recruited a cook, they were given a generous salary. Hundreds of people competed for a job, but in the end it fell to her alone.

She later found out that it was because she could cook authentic Sichuan cuisine, and Fu Jingxing's wife happened to be from Jiangcheng.

Sister-in-law Wu still remembers the first time she saw Li Jingman, a beauty with a cold demeanor, with lingering sadness lingering between her brows.

She subconsciously thought that Mr. Fu treated her badly, until Mr. Fu came home from get off work and they were in the same frame.

Madam is always indifferent.

Unattainable in front of others, Mr. Fu, who is always the focus of the crowd, has been coaxing patiently by his wife's side all the time.

With a cautious and ingratiating appearance, it was almost impossible to believe that it was Fu Jingxing.

On the contrary, it was Madam who always treated people indifferently and refused people thousands of miles away, which made Sister-in-law Wu feel that she was a little ignorant of good and evil.

……

If you don't eat, don't eat it. If you move your chopsticks, it's considered a move, as long as she can explain it.

Mrs. Wu quickly took the table away.

When Fu Jingxing came home from get off work, Li Jingman was watching TV in the living room.

Fu Jingxing didn't let her have anything that could communicate with the outside world, of course including mobile phones and computers.

Her married life has been quite a long period of time, and she was so boring that she almost returned to the ancient times. She had nothing to do except reading books and watching TV every day.

As soon as Fu Jingxing entered the room, he saw Li Jingman. She was wearing a sky blue hanging skirt and a white tulle shawl over it, which could wrap her exquisite and graceful figure.

He suddenly remembered her self-introduction.

Li Jingman, the thorny thorn, the graceful grace.

He really lives up to his name, that's right.

The thorns are her character, they are very thorny, and the scars of her torment are numerous.

Grace is the feeling she gives people, and even though he is scarred, he still enjoys it.

Fu Jingxing walked towards Li Jingman, but before he reached her side, Li Jingman got up suddenly, brushed past him, turned and went into the kitchen.

Fu Jingxing froze in place, and he looked at her back in silence for a while, with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

After a brief pause, he followed her to the kitchen.

Aunt Wu was watching Li Jingman shred radish with distressed expression, very helpless.

Madam came into the kitchen and said she was cooking for her. Isn't this a joke? If Madam cooks by herself, what value does she have?
But Mrs. Wu did not dare to reason with Li Jingman. After all, Fu Jingxing had said on the first day she came here that everything should be based on Li Jingman's needs, and she was not allowed to disobey her.

When Fu Jingxing came to the kitchen, Aunt Wu breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Jingxing gave her a look in the direction of the door, and Aunt Wu walked out sensiblely and closed the door thoughtfully.

Li Jingman was about to look back when he heard the door closing, but Fu Jingxing hugged her behind her.

Li Jingman was originally thin, but recently because of his poor appetite, he lost a lot of weight. The clear collarbone line made Fu Jingxing feel distressed.

But she didn't know what was going on, but she was still limp, just being hugged by him in his arms, like being stuffed into a cloud, felt indescribably comfortable.

"Wife, what did you run after you saw me?"

While hugging her, Fu Jingxing put his chin on her shoulder and asked her softly.

Li Jingman's hand trembled, and the sharp kitchen knife almost fell on her finger, and Fu Jingxing quickly moved it away.

"Cooking is what servants do. I married you back, not for you to do this."

Li Jingman's body was slightly stiff, and his face was also very stiff as he struggled: "Let me go."

Fu Jingxing smiled lightly and kissed her side face: "Don't let go."

He gently sniffed the side of Li Jingman's neck: "Honey, how many times have you bathed today, why is it so fragrant?"

Li Jingman knew that he was ill again when he heard the words, and his face was a little cold: "Fu Jingxing, there are still people outside, don't do this."

"How am I?"

Fu Jingxing put his hand in a place that would never pass the trial, and rubbed it hard: "Is that so?"

Li Jingman's face was flushed, she leaned stiffly in his arms, and stopped talking.

When this man wanted to humiliate her, no matter what she said, he could find a loophole and refute it eloquently.

She simply did not speak.

Fu Jingxing was even angrier. What he couldn't accept the most was Li Jingman's way of treating him as nothing.

His voice cooled down: "Speak, how many times have you taken a shower? Why did you take so long? Is it because you think I've dirty you? Huh?"

Li Jingman bit her lip, her voice was trembling with anger: "Fu Jingxing, you are enough, what right do you have to question me like this?"

Fu Jingxing sneered: "Based on the fact that I am your husband and we are an aboveboard relationship recognized by the law, is it okay?"

His eyes fell on the chopping board in the kitchen, a little cold: "You are Mrs. Fu now, instead of focusing on the kitchen, you should study hard and study how to serve your husband."

He pinched her shoulders and asked her coldly: "Are you made of glass? Why did you get hurt when you touched it? How many times has it happened? Huh?"

Li Jingman's upper body was frightened instantly, his face turned pale, and he tremblingly said: "Fu Jingxing, I don't want to talk about this with you, please let me go."

Fu Jingxing really let her go this time, but instead of letting her go, he turned her around, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her hard.

Li Jingman closed his eyes, propped his hands on the cold wall, and his heart was also cold.

She didn't know if there was anyone outside the door, if Mrs. Wu heard the conversation between the two, and if she did, how those people would look at her.

Fu Jingxing, did you marry me back just to bully and torture me like this...

Fu Jingxing felt that something was wrong with the person in his arms, and when he let go of her, he realized that at some point, Li Jingman actually shed tears.

He pursed his lips silently and stared at her. Li Jingman waited for a while, and opened his eyes tentatively before he could do anything else.

There was water in her eyes, as if a star river had been crushed, it was so broken that it made one's heart palpitate.

Fu Jingxing's heart, which had become manic and violent because of her silent avoidance, ached fiercely.

　There is a reason for the two of them to become like this. As for the reason, I will slowly reveal it in my memory~
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