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

Chapter 344: Haven’t done this for a long time
He wasn't particular about eating, and she frowned when she looked at those greasy takeaways, but he was able to finish them without changing his expression.

Later, she fell in love with her cheap husband and began to run the family seriously. She often bought groceries and cooked them. Firstly, it was healthier than eating outside, and secondly, it was cheaper to cook by herself.

It's just that her cooking skills are indeed not very good, and can only be described as passable.

Moreover, she was made difficult by villains during the day. She was always late at get off work and had to cook when she came back. She also broke down several times to vent her emotions.

It was at this time that his cooking skills were developed for her.

At first, she only did it occasionally, and then he took over it all. He did it for almost two years, and every meal she made was something she liked.

He was as meticulous as a hair, remembered her preferences clearly, and took everything to heart...

Two lines of clear tears fell unconsciously, and Jiang Mumu cried and trembled.

It's hard to imagine that anyone would be willing to lie to her consistently.

She couldn't understand why she could pretend so well if she was just pretending?It's so perfect that it looks like the real thing...

Even though he had been exposed, he still wanted to act in front of her!

If it hadn't been for the phone call yesterday, when he simply agreed to come and pick up the things, looking at how paranoid he looked today, I'm afraid she would have been deceived by him again. She really thought he still had some sincerity towards her...

"fraud!"

She would never believe him a second time!

The next day, Jiang Mumu smelled the aroma of food as soon as she woke up.

She left the bedroom and looked at the breakfast on the table, her mood dark and unclear.

The locks at home have not been changed, it is obvious who did it.

He sat down in silence and ate a tasteless breakfast.

Jiang Mumu couldn't distinguish her own heart, and she didn't know how to sort out this mess. She could only choose to escape for the time being, pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.

For several days, the two of them maintained a strange tacit understanding. Every morning, the house would always be clean, and three meals a day would be delivered to the dining table downstairs.

Finally on the sixth day, Jiang Mumu sat at the dining table and silently ate the breakfast he had prepared long ago. But this time it was different from the past. There was the sound of unlocking outside the door.

Her hand holding the fork suddenly tightened, and the iron edge dug into the flesh of her palm.

"sister."

It wasn't until he heard Jiang Ninghao's voice that Jiang Mumu suddenly came back to his senses.

She put down the fork in her hand, and the smile on her face was more sincere and surprising.

"Ning Hao? You're back! Why don't you call me? I can pick you up."

Jiang Ninghao held the suitcase in his hand and looked nervous and serious.

"Sister, you and your brother-in-law separated? Why?" Jiang Mumu was frozen in place with one sentence, and the joy he had just felt was knocked back to the bottom again.

"Why do you ask this suddenly? Ning Hao, haven't you always disliked him? What's wrong with being separated now?"

Jiang Ninghao was holding his breath and was so blocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Adults, children don't care too much."

Jiang Mumu didn't want to talk more about this topic, so she acted like a sister and dismissed him with one sentence.

She took his suitcase and walked inside.

Jiang Ninghao is studying in college, and his figure has the contours of a mature man. Coupled with his precocious personality and cold face, he is really scary.

After all, she was her biological sister. Even if Jiang Ninghao had more questions, he couldn't bear to ask her any more questions when he saw her evading her.

He followed Jiang Mumu unhurriedly, "Have you been living alone these days? How long has it been since he moved out? Has anything strange happened?"

The house looked very different from the last time he came here, and it was mostly empty.

Anything missing belongs to Qin Juan.

"It's okay. I'm fine living alone. This is an old community. What can happen?"

Jiang Mumu turned her back to him and helped him take out the clothes in the suitcase one by one and hang them in the closet.

"sister……"

"Are you hungry? If you don't collect the things yet, I'll go cook for you."

Jiang Mumu was tired of dealing with his questioning, so she simply stood up and walked directly to the kitchen.

Jiang Ninghao half-smiled in anger and tried to change the subject again.

He simply squatted down and took out his luggage one by one and packed it away.

In less than 10 minutes, Jiang Ninghao had organized all the items.

No one was seen in the living room, only the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen.

He walked to the kitchen door and quietly watched his sister cooking.

It's okay not to look at it, but once you look at it, you can't help but laugh.

His sister is excellent, professionally ace, A+ in all subjects, but cooking is really not what she is good at.

Even he could see that the movements of holding the pot and spoon were unfamiliar and stiff.

It must have been a long time since I did it.

(End of this chapter)