Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Li Beijue was already full, and his dark eyes glanced at the fish soup in front of her. Without saying anything, he reached out to take it and drank it in one gulp.

Then he frowned, put down the bowl, and said disgustedly, "Too much salt."

Seeing him drinking it happily, Chi Enen thought he thought it tasted good, but he ended up saying it was salty. Chi Enen was depressed.

However, she was not a cook in the first place, so there was no such thing as being shocked. The feeling of depression disappeared in a blink of an eye. She put away the bowl and said calmly, "I put the normal amount of salt. I guess your taste is bland. Next time I asked them to use less salt.”

It's not her, it's them.

Just as Li Beijue was about to frown, the servant had already stepped in. He fearfully snatched the bowls and chopsticks from Chi Enen's hand and said, "Miss Chi, let me take it away. You sit down and rest for a while."

"Okay, then I'll clean up the kitchen."

"No, no, no, just leave the kitchen to me. Miss Chi, you don't have to worry about it. You have just finished your dinner and have a rest first. Don't worry, leave it to me and I will tidy it up."

It's bad enough to ask Miss Chi to cook by herself. If Miss Chi is asked to put away the dishes and clean the kitchen, she can pack up and go home tomorrow.

Sure enough, after she snatched the dishes and chopsticks, the prince's slightly frowned brows relaxed.

The servant breathed a breath of relief, not daring to delay, and started working quickly.

Chi Enen was squeezed away and couldn't find anything to do.

Li Beijue took her hand, pulled her to his side, and said calmly, "This is her job. If you take her job away, she won't have to do it anymore."

In his opinion, what you do is what you do. If you can't even do your own job well and you need someone to remind you, you can get out.

Fortunately, the maid was quite discerning and didn't let him remind her. She knew how to do it before Chi Enen.

"Okay." Chi Enen had no intention of competing with the servant. The main reason was that when she and Chi Baobao lived alone, she was the one who cooked and collected the dishes. It was rare for her to cook today. After eating, she subconsciously put away the bowl.

After Li Beijue had eaten his fill, his heroic brows relaxed, his straight nose and firm jaw formed the golden section, he was handsome and noble.

He raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood, took a bite on Chi Enen's hand, and said, "Go and change clothes."

"I want a skirt."

Change clothes? Still want to wear a skirt?

Chi Enen asked in confusion, "Well, why are you changing your skirt so late?"

"Accompany me to a dinner party."

To be precise, it's entertainment.

He doesn't like socializing, but some socializing is hard to recommend. At least he has to show his face.

What Li Beijue disliked the most was this kind of situation. When he thought about seeing a group of people with fake smiles quarreling with each other, he frowned impatiently. He said to Chi Enen, "You don't have to dress too formally. Just find a dress that you feel comfortable wearing."

It's not a formal dinner anyway, just a welcome party.

He knew how beautiful Chi Enen looked when she was dressed up, and that kind of beauty was enough for him to appreciate alone! Others...heh...don't deserve it!

"Remember, just find a skirt that is comfortable for you. There is no need to look for that troublesome skirt just to look good. Especially beggar skirts that leak air everywhere, you are not allowed to wear them!"

Beggar’s skirt…

Good thing he figured it out!

If those fashion designers heard what he said, their depressed blood might burst out.

What others think of as art turns into shabbiness in his mouth.