Possessive & Addicted: The CEO Could Never Let Her Go-Chapter 557: Issuing a Green Tea Card
It had been some time since Gu Xiaozhan had been intimate with her. Mainly, he was worried she couldn’t handle it and would come up with something strange to deal with him.
Today was the weekend. He wanted to spend time with her and the kids during the day, and then they had agreed on an intimate evening for just the two of them, but she fell asleep first.
He kissed her cheek. Little liar!
Left him to handle it himself again!
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Since she had gone to bed so early the night before, Mu Anhan woke up very early the next day.
She awoke as the first light of dawn broke.
She looked at the man sleeping inches away, dominantly holding her in his arms. She stretched out her little finger, gently brushing against his long lashes.
What a handsome man!
She got up first to freshen up and prepare some breakfast to show off the skills she had just learned online.
She saw Gu Xiaozhan’s phone on the bedside table, its screen lit up with a new message.
She glanced at it. It was from Chu Wanqing, thanking Gu Xiaozhan for accompanying her at the hospital last night.
What the heck! Mu Anhan didn’t even know if the man had gone last night?
However, when she thought about it, Chu Wanqing was quite cunning.
Since he went to see her, it was only because of the brotherly bond from before, to take care of her in his stead.
Yet, she just had to send a message to catch Mu Anhan’s attention, didn’t she?
Considering how much Mu Anhan cared about Gu Xiaozhan, she would definitely argue with him, questioning why he went to see another woman in the middle of the night?
Even if the other woman was sick, she wouldn’t allow him to see her, etc.
That day at the private dining restaurant, Mu Anhan had been in a bad mood, so she was somewhat upset about Gu Xiaozhan dining alone with another woman.
Now understanding Chu Wanqing’s background, she knew she couldn’t sharply oppose her.
As the sister of a martyr, Mu Anhan’s approach couldn’t be too extreme.
When dealing with a "green tea," it didn’t matter much, but it was not good for Gu Xiaozhan.
To put it mildly, he would be letting down a deceased brother.
To put it seriously, countless soldiers would be disheartened.
However, Mu Anhan did send Chu Wanqing a "green tea card."
She put down the phone, freshened up, and went downstairs in good spirits.
"Madam..." Zhu Chen was startled when he saw her, "You’re up so early, are you hungry?"
"No, I want to make breakfast," Mu Anhan said, "Whatever Xiao Zhan usually eats, I’ll make it for him."
Zhu Chen quickly said happily, "Mr. Gu eats the same as you do every morning, multigrain porridge with thin pancakes. Here’s how the multigrains are distributed."
Mu Anhan looked at his phone. For the porridge, there was millet, black rice, red rice, wheat, barley, red dates, lotus seeds, etc., all known for nourishing the kidneys, enriching the blood, and calming the mind.
She knew he had always carefully arranged her diet.
Zhu Chen helped her, setting the multigrain porridge to cook and taking out the flour to make the thin pancakes.
When Gu Xiaozhan woke up and found nobody beside him, he was a little anxious. She rarely woke up so early—where did she go?
He didn’t even wash up before heading downstairs to look for her, and the maids told him that the Madam was in the kitchen making breakfast.
He walked over to find her kneading dough, her pretty face covered in flour, her slender fingers working the dough vigorously.
Mu Anhan turned her head and saw him leaning by the door, the winter sunlight casting a glow on his devilishly handsome figure.
"Hubby, you’re awake?"
