Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

"Mom, are you alright?" Yan Zuozuo asked worriedly.

Yan's mother shook her head, her hand holding Yan Zuozuo's was very cold, "Let's go back and cook, Mo Qing should be off work soon."

He Cangyuan had never been a taboo topic between her and her mother, but Yan Zuozuo found it strange that her mother was behaving so unusually this time. However, seeing that her mother was uneasy, she didn't ask any further questions.

"Zuo Zuo, you must never have any contact with He Cangyuan again, not even a single word!" Yan's mother suddenly said emotionally.

Yan Zuozuo looked at her with a complicated expression: "Why? You used to..."

"I said no, and that means no. There's no reason why!" Mother Yan roared sternly.

Yan Zuozuo didn't know what He Cangyuan had said to her mother, but seeing her mother's expression, she could only keep quiet.

The atmosphere inside the car was awkward. Even the taxi driver was curious, but he didn't dare to speak. He just glanced at Yan's mother in the rearview mirror from time to time.

Yan's mother looked out the window with a serious expression, her gaze sweeping over the scenery along the roadside without any focus. Yan Zuozuo was very worried about her, so she reached out and held Yan's mother's hand, giving her silent comfort.

Mother Yan stiffened, but did not turn around; her expression was rather strange.

Yan Zuozuo entered the room, helped her mother put her things in the guest room so she could rest, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Yan's mother came out of the room and sighed as she watched Yan Zuozuo busy at work. She went into the kitchen to help and remained silent for a while before saying, "Stay away from He Cang from now on. He's a scumbag."

Yan Zuozuo really wanted to ask what had happened, but in the end she held back.

When Chi Moqing got home from get off work, he saw Yan's mother there and greeted her with a smile. Yan's mother seemed a little dazed and it took her a while to react before she awkwardly greeted him.

"Mom, go and rest, I'll take care of it." Chi Moqing went in to help.

"It's alright, the kitchen is just smoky. You just got back, go and rest for a while," said Yan's mother.

"It's alright. You must be tired after sitting in the car for half a day. Zuo Zuo and I should be the ones to treat you. Go to the living room, have some water, and watch TV." Chi Moqing pushed her out, and Yan's mother did not insist any further.

In the kitchen, Chi Moqing glanced back at Yan's mother, who was in a daze, and said in a low voice, "Did you two have a fight?"

Yan Zuozuo shook her head and took the washed vegetables out of the sink. "No, I don't know what happened either."

Chi Moqing nodded and began to prepare the fish. "Then you should spend more time with Mom tonight. She lives alone most of the time. Why don't you talk to her about coming and staying with us for a while?"

Yan Zuozuo paused, surprised by his words. In today's society, not only are wives unwilling to live with their in-laws, but few sons-in-law are willing to do so either. Before, when she was with Qi Jiahui, he was reluctant to go home to see her mother, but now Chi Moqing was actually willing to live with her…

Yan Zuozuo felt a warmth in her heart and smiled, "Let me ask."

"Yes, Mom is getting on in years, she should enjoy her retirement. If the flower shop closes down, we'll support her." Chi Moqing washed the fish she had prepared again, preparing to steam it.

Yan Zuozuo looked up at him. He was handsome, considerate, and filial. She couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss him on the cheek. She quickly stepped back and pretended to be busy cooking.

Chi Moqing was taken aback. If he hadn't been busy cooking, he would have definitely taken advantage of this unexpected little girl on the spot. However, he didn't lose out verbally either. He leaned closer to her, gave her earlobe a suggestive bite, and warned, "I'll teach you a lesson tonight."

Yan Zuozuo's face turned bright red. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a loud bang from the living room.

Bang!

The two rushed to the living room and saw Yan's mother standing there blankly, with broken glass shards scattered all over the floor. Yan Zuozuo wanted to go over, but Chi Moqing stopped her. He took a broom and dustpan to sweep it up and then vacuumed it before he felt at ease.

"Mom, are you hurt?" Yan Zuozuo asked anxiously.

"No... I was just trying to get some water, and I accidentally..."

"Zuo Zuo, help Mom to the sofa, she hurt her leg." As she spoke, Chi Moqing went to get the first-aid kit. The wound didn't look big; it was probably cut when some shards flew up.

Chi Moqing cleaned her wound with a cotton swab and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yan's mother shook her head. He checked her again carefully and found no broken glass. He then disinfected her wound, applied medicine, and put on a band-aid.

Mother Yan smiled awkwardly: "Look, old people are useless. They even broke the cup while pouring water."

Chi Moqing stood up and gently comforted her, "Everyone makes mistakes, don't take it to heart. I'll make you some water, the TV's on, watch some TV, dinner will be ready soon." He paused, then turned to Yan Zuozuo and said, "You stay with Mom, I'll take care of dinner."

Seeing him busy in the kitchen, Yan's mother took Yan Zuozuo's hand and said, "Originally, I was worried that your hasty marriage was not good, but now it seems that Mo Qing is a good boy. You should live a good life."

There aren't many men who can cook for their wives, and Chi Moqing is gentle, polite, and considerate, so Yan's mother is increasingly satisfied with him.

“I know,” Yan Zuozuo said. When Qi Jiahui left, she had jokingly thought that her fate was exactly the same as her mother's—betrayed by the men she deeply loved, and even for the same reason. She felt they were cursed, perhaps never to meet another man in their lives, destined to live lonely lives. However, perhaps she was luckier; she had Chi Moqing by her side, someone so perfect that she couldn't help but feel jealous.

She lowered her head and suddenly said, "Mom, have you really not met anyone suitable all these years?"

Mother Yan was taken aback, then laughed and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about, child? I'm already so old, who would want me?"

"Mom isn't old at all, she's the youngest and most beautiful ever." Yan Zuozuo hugged her, rested her head on her mother's shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Mom, if there's someone suitable, just say yes, and I, as her daughter, will definitely not object."

"Don't talk nonsense. What about Mo Qing? People will laugh at you." Mother Yan pinched her nose.

“He wouldn’t laugh! By the way, he just told me that he’d like you to take over the flower shop and come live with us. He’s a big CEO with plenty of money, so he can support you.”

Upon hearing this, Mother Yan exclaimed, "Mo Qing is truly a filial and good child."

"So what do you mean..." Yan Zuozuo asked, getting up.

Mother Yan waved her hand, saying, "No, I'm just destined to work hard. I really can't let you ask me to enjoy a peaceful retirement all at once. Let's wait a few more years. When I get too old to move around, I'll come and live with you. I just hope you won't mind."

"No way, I'm just afraid you won't want to come with us."

"Alright, I'll watch TV for a bit. You go in and help Mo Qing. If you're so lazy, Mo Qing might dump you," Mother Yan said with a smile.

"He wouldn't." Just thinking about how Chi Moqing said he had liked her for many years made Yan Zuozuo proudly shrug.

In the kitchen, Chi Moqing was cooking when he saw Yan Zuozuo come in. He turned around and said, "Perfect timing, you can help me out."

Yan Zuozuo noticed that he wasn't wearing an apron, so she handed it to him and put it on him. "Aren't you afraid of oil splattering on your shirt? It'll be a waste if you can't wash it off later."

Chi Moqing smiled at her and said, "I didn't realize my wife was so frugal. Then please help me tie it up."

Yan Zuozuo glanced at him, then raised her hand to put the apron around his neck. She was 1.65 meters tall and never felt short, but Chi Moqing was 1.83 meters tall, so there was a problem. He stood straight and looked at the little woman who was tiptoeing to put the apron on him with amusement.

Compared to the cunning old wolf Chi Moqing, Yan Zuozuo was far too naive, completely oblivious to his malicious intentions. She tried to trick him several times but failed, her eyebrows furrowing in frustration.

"President Chi, can't you bend over?" she complained angrily. "You're so tall, and you stand so straight. Are you doing this on purpose?" She pressed herself against him, but still couldn't get close enough.

"Oh." Chi Moqing bent down cooperatively, his warm breath brushing against her ear, tickling her.

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback, and glared at him, "Behave yourself! You can't even behave yourself while wearing an apron, what do you want?"

Chi Moqing looked at her innocently: "I'm very well-behaved."

He lowered his head and slipped the apron on. The next second, he turned around and trapped Yan Zuozuo between himself and the stove. His masculine aura instantly enveloped her, and a malicious smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Zuozuo gasped in surprise, only then realizing that the two of them were very close, almost nose to nose, and the already hot kitchen was even more steamy. She swallowed hard, her face flushed, "W-what are you doing? Get away from me."

Chi Moqing raised an eyebrow: "The back straps aren't tied yet, hurry up."

The Chi family are shameless!

Yan Zuozuo nudged him, "Stop messing around, I can't see like this, how am I supposed to help?" If it weren't for the fact that he was holding kitchen utensils in both hands, she wouldn't have bothered to help. But she belatedly realized that kitchen utensils could also be put down, oops.

“My wife is so smart, she can tie it even if she can’t see. Hurry up, I still need to cook.” Chi’s rascal continued to play his part.

Yan Zuozuo couldn't resist him, so she could only wrap her arms around his back. Chi Moqing deliberately bent over, resting his chin on her shoulder, making it look like a sweet couple embracing.

Yan Zuozuo didn't notice the cunning look on someone's face as they were with the little mouse that had stolen the oil, and she was diligently helping her tie the ribbon. But soon, she felt someone starting to act inappropriately. Hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, and hands that were never free touched her back, having a great time.

Only after realizing it did Yan Zuozuo belatedly discover that she had been tricked. She muttered under her breath, "You swindler, you're so wicked."

Chi Moqing smiled, in a great mood: "Thank you for the compliment, my wife." As he spoke, he deliberately licked her earlobe.

"Ah!" Yan Zuozuo exclaimed in surprise, glaring at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and pinched his waist hard. "President Chi, are you sure I was just praising you?"

"Wife, aren't you the same?" He looked aggrieved and resentful, leaving Yan Zuozuo speechless. "President Chi, you're really something. How old are you and you're still acting cute?"

Chi Moqing was even more annoyed now, and looked at Yan Zuozuo accusingly, "You really think I'm too old."

I'm getting more and more addicted to it!

Yan Zuozuo gave him amusement: "You're already thirty, do you expect people to compliment you on looking young?"

"Wife, you've really hurt me. As compensation, I'm going to give you a kiss," Chi Moqing said seriously.

puff!

Yan Zuozuo finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, looking up at Chi Moqing, "President Chi, I didn't know you cared so much about people saying you're old, but you really are very old."

Chi Moqing's face darkened, and he glared at her menacingly. "Have you ever heard of an old cow eating young grass? Now that the old cow is hungry, you, this tender grass, have no right to refuse to be eaten. Hahaha, surrender!"

"I..." Before Yan Zuozuo could protest, she was swallowed whole by the old ox, his passion undiminished by his gentleness.

"Mo Qing, do you need my help...?"

The kitchen door slammed open, and Yan's mother, who was about to come in to help, immediately fell silent. Hmm, she'd come at a rather inopportune time.