My wife is going to be a scumbag today

Chapter 137 The road ahead, I will accompany you
"My dad couldn't bear the blow, he drank heavily day and night, and finally despaired, and set fire to Nian's house."

Nian slowly raised his head, held back his tears, and smiled cruelly, "Nian's family fell, and since then, my sister and I have lived a life of being dependent on others."

"I thought I could only live like that for the rest of my life, and I didn't expect to be able to come back from the dead and meet you again, regaining my confidence and dignity."

Yan Jingnian held her hand tightly, with complicated and distressed eyes.

"Don't worry, Qiqi will be fine, I will walk with you in the future."

Nian's eyes were slowly filled with emotion, and the damp mist was engulfing. Finally, she smiled brightly, with a look of happiness on her face.

She silently swears in her heart that she will cherish him with her life and treat him very well.

The next day.

It was still dark, and Nian was slowly tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.

She stared sideways at the handsome Yan Jingnian, and instinctively raised the corners of her mouth, forming a happy arc.

He is really nice!
Helping her get back the ring, and being so kind to Nian Qiqi.

When he was with him, he was the one who helped her and spoiled her all the time, but she didn't do anything for him.

Suddenly I wanted to get up and make breakfast for him, but I was afraid that he would get angry.

Nian slowly became entangled in her heart. After 10 minutes, she quietly got up and left the bed.

It doesn't matter, she is his wife, and it's only natural for a wife to cook for her husband.

Taking advantage of the daylight, Nian came to the kitchen alone and started to get busy.

"Girl."

Yan Jingnian turned over and wanted to hug the fragrant and soft little woman, but found nothing.

He suddenly opened his eyes as dark as night, and a bad premonition rose up.

in the kitchen.

Nian slowly put the baked sandwich on the plate, "You're done!"

On the table, there are tomato and bamboo shoot soup, vegetable salad, fried eggs, multigrain porridge, walnut soy milk...

In fact, two people can't finish these dishes.

Compared to the dishes prepared by the servants, they really paled in comparison. She knew that Yan Jingnian was born in a noble family, so she deliberately ordered more dishes to give him more choices.

"..."

While Nian was slowly being happy, she realized that there was an angry cold light staring at her.

She raised her head suddenly, and Yan Jingnian stood gloomy at the door of the kitchen with a displeased expression on his face.

"I just want to..."

"It seems that you have ignored my words, it's okay!"

He dropped his words angrily and left angrily.

Nian was in a daze for two seconds, and hurriedly chased after him, "Yan Jingnian..."

All the way to the bedroom.

With a tense and unhappy face, he was wearing the white shirt that was thrown into the trash can last time, and his slender fingers were fastening the buttons from bottom to top.

Nian stood in front of him slowly and anxiously, with a begging tone, "Will you listen to my explanation?"

"I just want to cook for you with my own hands. You treat me so well, and I want to treat you better. Why can't you understand me?"

Yan Jingnian lowered his hands.

His dark eyes stared at the anxious little woman.

He put his hands on her shoulders, with a serious face, "Girl, you have to understand that I didn't marry you to be a nanny."

She shook her head, her voice hoarse, "I know, I just want to cook a meal for my husband as a wife."

Nian slowly grabbed his clothes messily, "Jingnian, since ancient times, isn't it normal and warm for a wife to cook for her husband?"

She longed for him to understand her a little.

His throat was slightly dry, his eyes felt uncomfortable, and he suppressed his unpleasant emotions, "Girl."

(End of this chapter)