On the wedding night, I found out that my husband was a chaebol boss

Chapter 257 The only soft meal in the world
Qin Juan's offensive was so fierce that Jiang Mumu couldn't bear it. She felt that the oxygen in her lungs was almost sucked dry. Her eyes gradually became blurry until she smelled a strange smell at the tip of her nose.

"It's confused! It's confused..."

She suddenly came back to her senses. She didn't know where the strength came from, she pushed the person in front of her away in a panic, and turned off the fire in one go.

Jiang Mumu was ashamed and angry, staring at him angrily.

"It's all your fault, all the dishes I just prepared were burnt!"

"Well, blame me."

Qin Juan was not angry after being scolded. He reached out and took Jiang Mumu back into his arms. He touched Jiang Mumu's red lips with his thumb and gently wiped away the water stains on them.

"I am impatient and want Mumu to taste the food made by myself."

His eyes were locked on Jiang Mumu, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mumu, are you satisfied with the taste of this kiss?"

The three words after the word "kiss" passed quickly between his lips and tongue and disappeared.

Jiang Mumu's face turned red, and she stepped on Qin Juan's foot hard, looking fierce and fierce, "You can do it yourself, I don't care!"

Then he ran away.

Qin Juan looked at her back, smiled fondly, and dealt with the next dishes resignedly.

After the two of them finished eating, Qin Juan consciously put away the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.Normally, he wouldn't let Jiang Mumu do these things when he was at home.

Jiang Mumu looked happily at the side for a while, feeling like there was a pool of hot spring water in her heart, and the warmth flowed into her limbs.

She stretched, stood up, collected the trash can next to the coffee table, and carried it downstairs.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Jiang Mumu saw a few people gathering in a pile not far away.

Because it is an old community, the people living around are familiar with each other and often sit together and chat.

Jiang Mumu didn't think much about it, but when she got closer, she suddenly realized that the other person was her next door neighbor.

She raised her hand and was about to say hello when a gust of wind blew by, vaguely sending some words into her ears.

"He Jun is day by day...and that woman's surname is Jiang..."

"What's your name Jiang Mumu? I heard...making money..."

talking about them?

Jiang Mumu made a move. At this moment, someone on the other side saw her. Before Jiang Mumu could put down her raised hand, the other side rolled her eyes.

The group of people dispersed. Jiang Mumu didn't know why, threw away the garbage and went upstairs.

Entering the house, Jiang Mumu heard the sound of water.

He Jun was washing dishes in the kitchen. He was tall and the kitchen, which was not small, looked a bit cramped due to his appearance.

Jiang Mumu felt soft in her heart.

She stood by the door, her eyes falling softly on him.

When she was young, she also imagined what she would be like after getting married in the future.

Miraculously, it is almost the same as it is now.

The two of them had three meals, one porridge and one rice. The days were dull but warm.

Jiang Mumu suddenly thought, could this be considered... realizing her childhood dream?
"Why are you looking at me in a daze again?"

Qin Juan did not raise his head, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened, and his hands became more skillful in washing dishes.

He had never thought that one day he would do these chores, not just once or twice, but even after every meal.

Jiang Mumu couldn't help but blush a little when she was caught.

She changed her stance, uncomfortably found a topic, and recounted to He Jun the strange scene she had just encountered downstairs.

"I have met several times in the past two days. What gossip do the two of us have for the neighbors to gossip about?"

While thinking about it, Jiang Mumu still couldn't figure it out.

The two of them had only lived here for less than half a year, and were not familiar with the neighbors. They left early and came home late, and they couldn't even touch them. There was no basis for them to discuss.Qin Juan washed the bowls one by one until they were shiny and put them in the cupboard. Then he wiped his hands, stretched out his long arms, and took Jiang Mumu into his arms.

"Perhaps they are talking about how much money we, Mumu, have to make and how we have to cook and throw away the garbage ourselves. I am the only one in the world who can eat a soft rice. How amazing is that?"

Jiang Mumu: "..."

She angrily pinched his face and threatened softly in a long tone, "No! Say that!"

Qin Juan's face was deformed by her pinching, but even if it was deformed, his face was still good-looking, with superior bones and deep eye sockets, as if God only put his heart into him when he created man.

He wasn't annoyed and let her round and flatten his balls.

Qin Juan's indulgence made Jiang Mumu couldn't help but sigh. She was afraid that he was overthinking, so she hugged his waist and spoke seriously.

"Arjun, you are already great. Now you have your own career and a happy family. Those people who talk about you are jealous of you and have uneasy intentions. Don't take it to heart."

"If you really get into your heart, you will let those people succeed!!"

Her eyes were full of worry, and her face was filled with concern and concern for him.

This touched his heart more deeply than any other words could say.

Qin Juan's eyes darkened, as if there was a black hole hidden behind his black eyes, trying to suck people in.

His big hand tightened slightly, and his thin lips pressed against Jiang Mumu's ear. Except for the itching, she did not notice the danger.

"Mumu, would you mind my past identity? Those who were ignorant and idle..."

"will not!"

After hearing her decisive answer, Qin Juan's eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and he raised his upper body slightly, staring straight into her eyes.

"Really?"

"Of course! Arjun, we are husband and wife, sharing weal and woe. As long as we are together, nothing in the past is important. What is important is the present."

"So... no matter what I was like in the past, Mumu will never leave me because of my past, right?"

"I'm sure, Arjun, what happened to you today? Didn't I know about your past before we got married?"

She didn't understand what his worries were, and thought he couldn't bear the blow of bankruptcy.

Qin Juan lowered half of his eyes, feeling a little guilty, but more of a secret sense of security.

Even though she didn't know it, she still gave him a promise.

Jiang Mumu's uneasiness became even more serious. She had known about his past for a long time. It was nothing more than bankruptcy, becoming a pauper, being hit hard and unable to recover.

But soon, Jiang Mumu figured it out.

Maybe the comments made by those people today hurt his self-esteem?
When she thought of this possibility, an inexplicable anger came to her mind, her hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and Jiang Mumu's voice was tinged with coldness.

"If I hear them talking nonsense about you again, I will discuss the law with them! Let them know what it means to be jailed for less than three years!"

She protected him so much that Qin Juan couldn't help but laugh, and his heart felt weak somewhere.

"Mumu feels so secure, no wonder I am willing to be Mumu's pretty boy."

Qin Juan lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Jiang Mumu's, and spoke in a voice that only Jiang Mumu could hear. Jiang Mumu's heart was like a drum, and every sound was louder than the other, as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

Her face turned red instantly and she ran away.

Qin Juan looked at her back, the corners of his mouth tightened, he took his cell phone again and dialed Xia Binting.

"Master Juan."

"Check what the group of people downstairs were talking about this afternoon and see if anyone from Qin Feng is among them."

When I meet Mu Mu again and again, some things may be a coincidence, but three or four times, there must be a conspiracy.

"Yes, don't worry, I'll check right away."

(End of this chapter)