Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 798 - 311. [Sad Fairy Tale] He fell from the edge of the cliff (4)_3

Chapter 798: 311. [Sad Fairy Tale] He fell from the edge of the cliff (4)_3

Daytime is not like nighttime. He didn’t plan to go out, and with two people at home, they had to eat something. Actually, it’s not difficult. She usually acts like a little pig, so just find a random excuse to have the maid make an extra portion.

Tissues were crumpled into a ball, forming a parabola as it flew over Lin Chu’s head and landed accurately in the trash can.

"If you don’t know how to cook, don’t mess around. Cutting your finger is a minor issue, but if you ruin my place..."

His words were incomplete, but the sense of disdain and threat was evident enough.

Just moments ago, Lin Chu’s heart was filled with pink hearts, but reality snapped her back instantly, her heart no longer raced, and her face no longer blushed.

"I’m not useless. Cooking is just a small matter, it can’t defeat me, can it?" She glared at the man with annoyance and turned back to continue washing the vegetables. "Go out, don’t stand here in my way. If I fail, I’ll blame you then."

Of course, after she said those last two sentences, the man turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Lin Chu confirmed that this was indeed Lu Huai’an.

According to the usual trope, the beautiful and lovely little wife cooks for him for the first time, he should be touched, gently kiss her, remind her to be careful, and not to hurt herself, otherwise it would break his heart.

However, Lu Huai’an is naturally aloof, asking him to do these things is harder than asking him to climb to the heavens, Lin Chu understood.

But, even if he won’t considerately help her wash vegetables or pass her plates, he should at least stand at the door and chat with her, right?

She already heard the sound of him going upstairs to some room and closing the door.

Really... heartbreaking.

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Lin Chu hadn’t cooked for a long time, her skills were a bit rusty, and she dawdled until noon to finally prepare a table of dishes.

To avoid any accidents, she went to the main building before calling Lu Huai’an down.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu and Shen Weiyi were preparing to eat, the tableware was already set, four sets, Lin Chu was foresighted.

"Mom, I just had a lot of snacks, I’m so full, I won’t join you and Dad for lunch."

Song Jingyuan was about to call Lin Chu anyway, hearing her say this, she couldn’t help but find it amusing, "You child, can snacks replace a meal?"

"Oh, reviewing homework is so boring, I can’t hold on if I don’t eat something," Lin Chu said with a cheeky smile, "Mom, this exam is extremely difficult, I won’t even have dinner, you don’t need to send the maid to call me."

Song Jingyuan felt a bit helpless, "Got it."

...

Lin Chu ran back to the small building, closed the door, and went upstairs to call Lu Huai’an to eat.

No one was in the bedroom, so she turned and went to the study, knocking casually twice then pushing the door open.

The man’s movements were swift; she only caught the last part where he closed the book and put the thick volume back on the shelf.

The emotions in those black eyes hadn’t completely faded, and Lin Chu caught it.

Nostalgia, regret, difficult entanglement, apology... very complex.

Lin Chu wasn’t too sure if she comprehended those complex emotions accurately, she was just a bit curious, about what could make the aloof Lu Huai’an emanate such an elusive aura.

Although he was just a few steps away, she felt as if she was isolated outside the city.

Lin Chu softly asked, "What were you just looking at?"

"An old photograph," Lu Huai’an answered flatly, he clearly knew that if he said ’nothing much’, she would definitely let her imagination run wild.

He raised his hand to push her face, leading her out of the study, "Is the meal ready?"

Lin Chu’s attention was diverted.

She hugged the man’s waist, rubbed her cheek against his chest, and blinked playfully.

"Of course, it’s ready. I snuck a taste, wow, it’s unbelievably delicious, right? Lu Huai’an, you’re really lucky to have married a girl like me who can both grace the dining room and excel in the kitchen. I’m jealous of you, really."

Lu Huai’an couldn’t be bothered to deal with the lunatic.

He pushed away the clingy human octopus and strode downstairs.

Lin Chu wasn’t upset, following along playfully and smiling.

After all, what she said just now was begging for a hit. Lu Huai’an had already given her enough face by not sneering; she knew well that he would understand the logic of not biting the hand that feeds you. He couldn’t even boil the simplest noodles, and today if he didn’t want to starve, he couldn’t offend her.

Honestly, Lin Chu had a knack for being cheeky and found this cold Lu Huai’an more attractive.

If she wanted a thoughtful and gentle husband, it wouldn’t be difficult, but she had met Lu Huai’an too early; no matter how outstanding other men were, she couldn’t see them.

...

Every year on his birthday, Lu Huai’an would just drink and mess around with his friends like Gu Shaozhi, he hated the kind of ceremonial feeling that would make people feel awkward, so he hardly stayed at home.

The kitchen in the small building had never been used, and he never ate there.

Today, the air was filled with a faint aroma of food.

It turns out Lin Chu really could cook, and it wasn’t bad; at least it looked and smelled acceptable.

Lin Chu brought the important ’longevity noodles’ from the kitchen, placed them in front of Lu Huai’an, and said with a bright smile, "Happy birthday, my dear Mr. Lu."

Lu Huai’an looked at the girl’s beautiful, vibrant face, and a voice broke free in his mind: Lin Chu lost the Lu Family’s angel, never to be found again, so... she would spend her lifetime to compensate.