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But she was all smiles and had no intention of doing anything to him, and he didn't have his hair on fire.    

    

He sneered, "I'm asking you to enlighten me? Forget it?"    

    

The two of them entered the living room. Ye Zhiqiu let go of Tang Wanting's hand and sat down. He ordered her arrogantly, "I'm hungry. Go and cook for me. "    

    

Tang Wanting sat beside him coquettishly. She did not say to cook or not to cook. She just tilted her head and looked at Ye Zhiqiu. "I'm pretty today, right?"    

    

"Yes!"    

    

"I just bought this dress today. It cost me more than 100,000 yuan just to wear it for you to see. Are you willing to let me wear it to cook? "    

    

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, but his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. "It doesn't matter. If you like it, I can buy a few hundred for you to change into clothes to cook. "    

    

"But my cooking is not delicious. It tastes terrible. Do you want me to cook?"    

    

"I don't mind!"    

    

"My hand still hurts!" Tang Wanting stretched out her hand for Ye Zhiqiu to see.    

    

Today, she would rather die than cook. She only served the man she loved and also loved herself. She ate like Ye Zhiqiu and looked at the scum in the pot. She wanted to eat the food she cooked. Dream on!    

    

Ye Zhiqiu looked at her tightly wrapped hands and remembered the bloody scene he saw the day before yesterday. Finally, he made a compromise. "Alright, let Guang call for food. "    

    

Tang Wanting smiled with a smile. "Okay, I want spicy prawns, dried beef frog, boiled beef. . . "    

    

"You can eat spicy food?" Ye Zhiqiu asked coldly.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

"It seems like your hand doesn't hurt very much. To be able to eat such spicy dishes, naturally you can cook. It's not called for meals anymore. You can cook. "    

    

"Can't I not eat anymore?" Tang Wanting looked at Ye Zhiqiu pitifully.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Guang and said, "Call a lighter dish. "    

    

Guang agreed to call. Ye Zhiqiu got up and went upstairs. He did not call Tang Wanting. Tang Wanting bit her lips and got up to follow Ye Zhiqiu.    

    

The two of them went back to the bedroom. Ye Zhiqiu sat down on the sofa. Tang Wanting sat beside him and leaned against him. Ye Zhiqiu had a woman's perfume that she hated.    

    

This must be from that pearl. The two of them must have stuck together all day long to make Ye Zhiqiu's clothes smell like perfume.    

    

Tang Wanting endured the nausea and leaned against him as if nothing had happened.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. He pinched her soft waist and suddenly lowered his head to kiss Tang Wanting.    

    

Tang Wanting closed her mouth but did not open it. Ye Zhiqiu's tongue could not pry open her lips. He was a little angry.    

    

He reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing Tang Wanting to open her mouth to accept him.    

    

Lips and teeth intertwining. It was no longer that wonderful feeling of the past. Tang Wanting only felt disgusted when she thought about how Ye Zhiqiu kissed the pearl like this. She resisted the urge to push Ye Zhiqiu away and still let him take it from her mouth.    

    

Ye Zhiqiu looked at her stiff and passive appearance and felt angry in his heart.    

    

Before, he only suspected that Tang Wanting knew about Ming Zhu. Now he was very sure that Tang Wanting knew everything, including the matter of him sleeping with Ming Zhu.    

    

Knowing that she did not make a fuss, did not care, and even stayed by his side with a smile on her face. But she hated being intimate with him. What kind of logic was this?    

    

With her current status, there was no need for her to swallow her anger. Why did she have to endure it?    

    

Tang Wanting didn't seem to have much interest in him, nor did she have much interest in the wealth behind him. So what exactly did she want?