Sweet Beauty

As if Liang Zixuan knew what Jiang Ning was thinking, she smiled. "Jealousy is worthless here, I'm just stingy. I just don't like my husband having a personal relationship with another woman. What's wrong with that? If you're not convinced, then bite me!"

Jiang Ning paused for half a minute before asking incredulously, "Your stinginess is your problem. Aren't you afraid that Brother Jun will be ridiculed by other people for letting his wife control his life?"

Most men didn't want to hear others talk about themselves. Not only did it mean they had a low status in the family, but it also indirectly meant they were incompetent.

If they couldn't even suppress and control their wives, how could they be so arrogant when they were outside.

Liang Zixuan blinked and suddenly turned to Han Yuanjun, asking seriously, "Do you care what other people say? That you let your wife control your life?"

Han Yuanjun looked at Liang Zixuan. With a doting smile on his face, he said, "I don't care. If someone really said that, it would be my honor."

Liang Zixuan blew a kiss to Han Yuanjun, then turned to Jiang Ning. She smiled, "You see it yourself. He doesn't care."

Jiang Ning was so angry that she almost died.

Jiang Ning even felt that since Han Yuanjun had been with Liang Zixuan, he had become a completely different person. Of course, that was only when he was with Liang Zixuan. He was still as aloof and indifferent to others as always.

She thought that with Han Yuanjun's current position, not to mention being swift and decisive, he would still be the same person when he returned home. Even if he wanted to pamper Liang Zixuan, he couldn't just listen to her and give up his own dignity.

What bewitching soup did Liang Zixuan feed Han Yuanjun?

Before Jiang Ning could understand what was going on, Han Yuanjun suddenly pushed her aside. He pulled Liang Zixuan away with him without saying a word to her.

Jiang Ning stood there and watched Han Yuanjun escorting Liang Zixuan out of the theater. She slowly raised her hand to cover the spot where Han Yuanjun had pushed her.

Han Yuanjun really didn't hold back. He used all his strength, and although it wasn't as painful as pinching her flesh, Jiang Ning still felt the pain.

He didn't feel pity for her at all.

Qin Yu and Goo Shengli also followed from behind. When Qin Yu passed Jiang Ning, she deliberately pushed her away a little and looked at her disdainfully. "A good dog doesn't block the way, don't you understand?"

Jiang Ning was so angry that she couldn't say anything, yet she could not be angry in front of many people, so she could only swallow her anger.

Qin Yu had already walked a few steps, but Jiang Ning could still hear her words. "What kind of person is this? Even after someone has shown that he hated her countless time, she still shamelessly clings to that person. Do parents nowadays didn't teach their child to be self-ashamed?"

Goo Shengli patted Qin Yu's shoulder from behind and said with a smile, "Don't get upset over an outsider. It's not worth it."

Jiang Ning: "..."

These people were as irritating as Liang Zixuan!

On the way back, Han Yuanjun and Liang Zixuan tacitly didn't mention Jiang Ning's name, as if they would feel disgusted whenever her name was mentioned.

Liang Zixuan also didn't ask Han Yuanjun about the corporation he had with Jiang Ning. It was as if she didn't know anything at all.

Since Liang Zixuan would be watching the program, Han Yuanjun didn't go to Qiao Hongya's place for dinner. He purposely worked overtime before picking her up.

When they got home, Han Yuanjun was hungry. After changing shoes, he pushed Liang Zixuan onto the sofa in the living room. He also brought the TV remote control to her, then went to the kitchen.

When the servant asked him if he wanted to eat a midnight snack, he refused.

When Uncle Yu saw him enter the kitchen, he immediately came in and told Han Yuanjun where everything was placed. Han Yuanjun nodded. "I'll remember it. You can take a rest. There's no need for your help here."

When Liang Zixuan saw that Uncle Yu had come out, she threw away the remote control and walked curiously toward the kitchen in her slippers.

Han Yuanjun was cooking?

For real?

Liang Zixuan leaned against the kitchen door and peered inside. She saw Han Yuanjun pull his sleeve up to his elbows, showing off his strong, sturdy arms as he took eggs out of the fridge.

Han Yuanjun heard the footsteps and turned to see Liang Zixuan sneakily looking at him. He couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't hide there. If you want to see me, come in and see it openly."

Liang Zixuan laughed and entered through the door. Seeing four eggs in his hand, she asked in surprise, "Are you really going to make fried eggs for me?"

Han Yuanjun put the eggs in the basket and turned to get a pot to boil the water. He said as if nothing had happened. "Yes, I wasn't speaking casually just now. I really wanted to cook something for you."

Liang Zixuan was instantly overjoyed. She really thought Han Yuanjun had just said that because he was angry with Jiang Ning.

She didn't expect that he would actually do it for her.

Liang Zixuan hugged Han Yuanjun's waist from behind and then laughed happily. "You're really going to cook for me. Why is my husband so good!"

Han Yuanjun put the frying pan on the stove and held Liang Zixuan's hands that were on his waist. This was the first time he felt something like this, and it was also different. It was as if he was closer to her.

He had heard a saying before that to capture a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach.

He felt that those words were not only useful to men, but to women as well.

Just like now, the way Liang Zixuan hugged him so excitedly gave him a sense of pride and accomplishment.

He smacked Liang Zixuan's little butt. "Yes, your husband is so good. Now, your husband will make fried eggs for his wife."

Liang Zixuan's head obediently rubbed against Han Yuanjun's back like a lazy kitten. Suddenly she stuck her head out, looking at the frying pan on the stove, and asked, "Do you know how to fry eggs?"

Han Yuanjun tilted his head and looked down at Liang Zixuan. He raised his eyebrow and said proudly. "No."

Liang Zixuan: "..."

If he couldn't do it, how could he cook for her?

What if he burned down the house later?

Han Yuanjun saw the worry on her face and smiled. "Although I don't know how to do it, it shouldn't be hard.. It's just to fry an egg."