The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Don't lie to me, it's obviously unpalatable and hard to swallow, but you still eat like this, Yan Yaoshun, I can warn you, you can't blame me for what happened, I stopped you, you didn't listen I want to eat." Ni Lehui bit her lower lip and looked at him eating noodles, she was a little moved, he was so picky about food, and when he went to a restaurant to eat, he didn't even try something that didn't suit his taste. She ate it without disgust, and with his serious tone, if she hadn't tasted it herself, she would have been deceived by him, proudly thinking that she was good at cooking.

"Did you put poison?" Yan Yaoshun asked.

"No." Ni Lehui shook her head. He was so kind to her and took care of her so much. How could she be willing to poison him? When Xia Qing bullied her like that before, she never thought of poisoning Xia Qing. She really poisoned the food , it may not be able to poison Xia Qing to death, Xia Qing will not eat a bite of the food she cooks, but insists on making her cook three meals a day.

"What could happen without the poison?" Yan Yaoshun gave Ni Lehui a white look.

"Yan Yaoshun." Ni Lehui saw that he was going to pinch him again, she really couldn't bear to follow him, and grabbed Yan Yaoshun's wrist with both hands, stopping his movement. "I told you not to eat, don't you understand me?"

Facing her persistent eyes, Yan Yaoshun sighed quietly. When she was about to take the chopsticks between his fingers, Yan Yaoshun held her wrist and whispered softly: "It's okay, I can really eat, my taste It is already heavy, add more MSG, more salt, more vinegar, even without oil, I can..."

"I put in oil." Ni Lehui interrupted him. She admitted that she put in a little more MSG, salt, and vinegar, but he said she didn't put in oil, but she didn't admit it.

Yan Yaoshun was stunned for a moment, she was actually serious with him.

"I obviously poured oil." Ni Lehui picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles on the plate. No matter whether it was on the plate or the noodles, there was no trace of oil.

Ni Lehui stared at Yan Yaoshun's monstrous face, she saw connivance in his eyes, Ni Lehui curled her lips, but Zhenyan Yaoshun didn't pay attention, Ni Lehui leaned forward and snatched the chopsticks from his hand.

Tell him to eat, tell him to eat again.

"Lehui." Yan Yaoshun stretched out his hand helplessly.

"If you say you are not allowed to eat, you are not allowed to eat." Ni Lehui refused to give him the chopsticks, and quickly pushed the plate aside, fearing that Yan Yaoshun would not give up, Ni Lehui put the two plates together, took them to the kitchen and emptied them.

"Lehui, it's a waste to throw it away." That's what Yan Yaoshun said, and he quickly got up to pour himself a glass of cold boiled water. This was what Ni Lehui saw when he came out of the kitchen.

"Isn't it delicious?" Ni Lehui asked with a smile, it was so delicious that she was so eager to drink water, she was showing her stuff.

"I didn't say it was delicious." Yan Yaoshun wiped his mouth and poured another glass. The glass of water was not enough, and it couldn't wash away the messy taste in his mouth.

"You just pretend." Ni Lehui walked towards the bedroom. She was going to change clothes, go out to have breakfast with him, and then go to work. People really can't be idle. Once they are idle for a long time, they don't want to work anymore.

Ni Lehui felt that she had become lazy. She used to be very active in her work. She took more than one day off for a week. She didn’t want to go to work anymore. Maybe there was no pressure. All the stress that came with me disappeared because of marrying a rich man.

Ni Lehui can now understand why those women insist on marrying a rich man.

Yan Yaoshun pulled her back, looked at her dotingly, gave him a coquettish look, and hugged her tightly in his arms.