President, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement-Chapter 11 - : Suspicion

When Mu Chenxi's face, full of collagen, appeared in front of Fu Yanshen, his expression had already returned to normal. Looking at her, he gently asked, "Did Auntie wake you up?"

"No, I woke up because I was hungry."

Mu Chenxi sneakily glanced behind him and saw that he was indeed in the office.

She felt incredibly guilty all of a sudden.

This video call was meant to provide the perfect justification, but ultimately, it was still her not trusting him.

Having always been straightforward in front of him, this was the first time she did something like this, and she couldn't bear to meet his eyes, flickering with hesitation.

She spoke quickly, "Ah Yan, Auntie is preparing to cook, have you finished your work? Do you want to come back for the meal?"

"Just finished."

While speaking, Fu Yanshen extinguished the cigarette he had only taken a few puffs of in the ashtray.

"I'm heading back now. You can eat first if you're hungry," he said as he picked up his coat from the back of the chair and walked out.

"I'll wait for you to come back and eat together. Auntie just served me a big bowl of soup, and I drank it all. Look."

Mu Chenxi, feeling too guilty, shifted the conversation by turning the camera towards the empty soup bowl. She kept taking deep breaths to steady her emotions, afraid that he would notice.

Little did she know, her face, unable to hide worries, had given her away the moment the video call connected.

"Very good."

His gentle praise rang in her ears, making Mu Chenxi feel even more remorseful.

Turning the camera back, she saw Fu Yanshen pulling the car door open after getting out of the elevator, and hurriedly added,

"I'm hanging up. Drive safely. I've had some soup to fill up, so I'm not hungry; I can wait for you."

After Fu Yanshen responded, she quickly ended the call.

Casually tossing her phone on the dining table, she hung her head in frustration, resting her forehead on the table.

Her finger tapped continuously on the table surface as she muttered to herself, "Mu Chenxi, what are you really doing?"

"How could you doubt Ah Yan? He's been with you for four years; when has he ever lied to you?"

"He has fulfilled his promises to you, yet here you are, making baseless suspicions. Do you really want to follow the same wrong path as your parents?"

"Ma'am, what happened?"

Auntie had heard parts of their conversations and knew that the master of the house was coming back.

She opened the fridge to prepare two more dishes and turned to see Mu Chenxi "growing mushrooms" by the dining table, asking with a smile.

The madam, being pampered by her husband, sometimes shows a cute childishness that really is adorable.

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Mu Chenxi raised her head, and seeing the pork belly in auntie's hand, a spark lit up in her mind. She excitedly got up and headed for the kitchen.

Brightly proclaiming, "Auntie, let me handle the braised pork today."

Ah Yan isn't like her, a typical foodie.

His need for fine food isn't strong, with no particular favorites or dietary restrictions.

Except for braised pork.

And he can never get enough of it.

Whenever Ah Yan is home for a meal, Auntie always prepares this dish.

Something was off with her today; she needed to covertly make it up to Ah Yan.

Before she was pregnant, whenever she knew she was in the wrong, she would usually obediently follow Ah Yan, enduring exhaustion to cooperate with him so he could have his way as compensation.

But now that there's a baby, she couldn't use that method anymore.

She had to find another way.

One dish, she could definitely handle!

She had watched Auntie make braised pork many times; it was super simple.

Just stir-fry the rock sugar in the pot, then add the meat to fry together, then add water, and it's done after simmering.

A typical foolproof operation.

She was so smart; how could she possibly mess this up.

"Ma'am—" Auntie watched Mu Chenxi, wanting to stop her.

Ever since she started working here, the master had instructed to keep the madam away from the kitchen.

"Auntie, let's get started." Mu Chenxi took an apron and tied it on, rolling up the sleeves of her house dress.

That confident look made Auntie wonder if maybe the master was over-indulging his wife, hence giving such instructions.

"Madam, be careful of the oil splashing on you."

"Mmm, I'll be careful."

Mu Chenxi gave the auntie an OK gesture.

As auntie turned around to prepare other ingredients, Mu Chenxi confidently turned the heat from the lowest back to the highest without wiping her hands after washing them, and directly grabbed the rock sugar and threw it in.

The wet rock sugar hit the sizzling hot oil.

A few seconds later, a scream erupted in the kitchen—

Auntie: "..."

That was careless.

...

Fu Yanshen came home, and four dishes were already on the table with auntie stir-frying the last dish.

Hearing the door open, Mu Chenxi got up to greet him, "Ah Yan."

She hugged his waist and sneakily glanced towards the kitchen, seeing auntie focused on cooking, she tiptoed up and pecked him on the lips.

Fu Yanshen, enjoying the extra perk, wrapped his arms around her waist, intending to deepen the kiss.

Mu Chenxi blushed and buried herself in his embrace.

Only when she got close did she smell the strong scent of smoke on him, and began to push him away disgustingly, "Hurry, go upstairs and change your clothes, you smell so much like smoke, it stinks."

"Alright." Fu Yanshen replied softly, following her push and walking forward, going upstairs.

When he came back down, he had changed into home clothes.

The clothes were a couple's set with Mu Chenxi.

He washed his hands and walked towards the dining table, passing by the kitchen, he smelled a distinct burning scent, but the auntie didn't notice, "Did the dish get burnt?"

As soon as he spoke, Mu Chenxi, who was smiling merrily at him from the dining table, immediately stiffened with an awkward smile.

"No, sir," said the auntie, glancing at Mu Chenxi but not saying more.

Mu Chenxi, with ears red, stood up and pulled Fu Yanshen over, pressing him down into the chair.

Seeing her expression and recalling the glance from the auntie just now, Fu Yanshen smartly connected the dots, half-smiling at her, "Did you just cause chaos in the kitchen?"

Mu Chenxi: "..."

How do you talk like that?

Can't you speak properly!

What does it mean by causing chaos in the kitchen!

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"I just had a little mishap."

She defensively argued, "It must be because the rock sugar was fake; I just happened to use the fake one today, that's why it burnt as soon as it hit the pan."

That's the story!

"Right, I'll report it to the Industrial and Commercial Administration on Monday," Fu Yanshen said seriously, going along with her.

"Pfft... Haha." Mu Chenxi was immediately amused, falling into Fu Yanshen's arms and laughing until her shoulders shook.

The auntie, watching the happy couple from the kitchen, couldn't help but smile.

This must be what the young people nowadays call 'marrying for love'!

...

On a weekday, Fu Yanshen went to the company early, and Mu Chenxi slept until she woke up naturally.

As she opened her eyes sluggishly, she stretched lazily on the bed, got up and went to the vanity to grab her phone to check the time.

The first thing she saw when she lit up the phone was a new WeChat message on the main screen, from Susu.

Mu Chenxi's eyes brightened instantly, energized and alert, she made a phone call.

Bai Su was driving, they agreed to come pick her up, then hung up.

...

Twenty minutes later, the freshly prepared Mu Chenxi received a message from Bai Su.

[Arriving in five minutes.]

She sent back a received emoji and walked downstairs.

She greeted the auntie who was cleaning, "Auntie, I've made plans with a friend for lunch, no need to cook for me."

With the arrangements made, she left the house in high spirits.