Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"No need. I'm already married. Meeting you will affect our relationship. I don't want him to misunderstand. And Young Master Fu, call me Mr. Qin from now on."

His tone was full of indifference, as if he was talking to a stranger.

【I have other things to do, so that's all. 】

Qin Wushuang hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down, but the feeling of depression kept lingering in his heart and he became more and more irritable.

With a click, he put the pen aside, stood up, put on his clothes and went out: "Uncle Fu, go back to the villa."

"Ah, yes miss."

An hour later, the car arrived at the villa.

Qin Wushuang looked at the person standing at the door waiting for him, and his irritable mood slowly calmed down. He walked over quickly, and without saying a word, he threw himself into the other's arms and hugged him tightly.

Su Chen felt the soft body in his arms, but he didn't understand what was going on. Could it be the Popping Pearl Milk Tea that made her so moved?

Ah, that's really easy to coax. This way you won't be cheated. You have to keep a cold face every day, otherwise what if you get cheated?

He raised his hand and patted her back gently, his voice very gentle: "What's wrong? If something happened, you can tell me. I'm a good listener. I'm pretty good at listening."

Qin Wushuang buried herself deeply in his arms, sniffing the familiar scent of grass and trees. He always seemed to be refreshed, making people feel at ease.

She rubbed her cheek against his chest and softened her voice: "It's nothing, there are just some annoying people. I hate them, but I can't kill them, so I'm a little upset."

"Well, is that so? Then I'll give you a little paper figurine, and you can scare them. If the person who annoys you is in a bad mood, you will naturally feel better."

Qin Wushuang was amused by his words and burst out laughing.

Slowly getting out of his arms, she raised her head with a smile on her face: "It's okay, I'm much better, let's go home, I'm hungry and want to eat the wontons you made."

Su Chen nodded, and the next moment, he felt his palm soften and someone held his hand. The two of them walked towards the villa hand in hand.

Seeing this, Wang Ma in the dark wiped her eyes and looked extremely touched: "That's great, this kind of emotion is really touching, I'm about to cry, this man and woman are really a perfect match."

"Auntie Wang, shall we go in now?"

"The lady might get angry and fire us if she sees we're not here. I really like this job and I'd hate to leave."

Mother Wang glared at her and said unhappily, "Look at how little you've accomplished. I told you to read more and get some professional certifications, but you didn't listen."

"In psychology, this is called the ambiguous period. This is the most beautiful time and the one that cannot tolerate a third party. We are all that third party."

"When we're not around, their relationship can only grow stronger. Let's kiss each other. We're all in the villa. How can you let them kiss each other? When will the young master be born?"

Mother Wang crossed her arms and vowed, "Alright, just listen to me and I'll do the right thing. Don't bother them right now, and your salary will definitely increase."

"...!!"

"It seems to make some sense."

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be Wang Ma."

in the living room

The two of them sat at the table. Su Chen felt it was too quiet, so he turned on the TV and ate while watching it. The atmosphere felt much better.

Qin Wushuang ate in small bites and said softly, "Mm, very delicious. Why is the shrimp and fish roe you made not fishy at all? What's the secret to your cooking method?"

"No, it's just a little bit of work. Boil the fish roe and peel it off bit by bit. Don't use the membrane, otherwise it will be fishy. For the shrimp, use the freshest ones, they will be delicious."

"You're amazing! You can do something as complicated as cooking so happily and meticulously. I explode as soon as I enter the kitchen..."

Su Chen raised his head and looked at her, curiously asking: "Wushuang, can you cook?"

Qin Wushuang pulled the corners of his mouth, his smile a little faded: "Well, I learned it before, but then I kept blowing up the kitchen, and then I knew I wasn't suitable for that job, so I gave up."

"Oh, that's fine. I'll make it from now on. Just tell me what you want to eat. I'm a quick learner and have a photographic memory."