Chapter 7

After dinner, the two played at Jiang Yurou's parents' house for a while before they got up to say goodbye. Professor Jiang and Mrs. Jiang saw them off at the door. When they were about to get on the car, Mrs. Jiang gave Jiang Yurou a few more words of advice. It was nothing more than learning how to cook. They couldn't be petty and should get along well with Mo Yichen. A look of satisfaction flashed across Mo Yichen's face as Mrs. Jiang reminded him. Jiang Yurou gritted her teeth in hatred, but she didn't dare to show it in front of her parents. She could only pretend to be obedient and accept everything. Mo Yichen smiled to himself when he saw how obedient she was. Only her father-in-law and mother-in-law could treat her. He could imagine how crazy she was when he saw how obedient Jiang Yurou was. Originally, she wanted to watch her make a fool of herself, but in the end, she couldn't bear to let it go. Thus, she opened the door of the passenger seat quietly. When she saw Mo Yichen open the door, Madam Jiang immediately stopped reminding him. Jiang Yurou felt relieved and got into the car. The expression on Jiang Yurou's face changed immediately after the car started and left without seeing her parents. She tilted her head to look at Mo Yichen and snorted. "What do you mean today?" "What do you mean?" Mo Yichen asked. "Didn't I help you just now? If it weren't for my mother-in-law, I would have told you for a long time." "That's not what I meant. Why did you say in front of mom that the food I cooked was not delicious?" "Have I ever said that your cooking skills are not good?" He was very innocent. "You still don't admit it!" Jiang Yurou got angry when she saw the wicked smile on his face. "Since I don't like to eat, I'm not happy to do it. I'll come back when I settle things outside in the future!" "Honey? You wronged me. I really didn't mean it. I just praised my mother's cooking and wanted to make her happy. Who knew that she would be wrong?" He argued. "I don't know who you are." Jiang Yurou was still furious. Suddenly, her large eyes flashed. "Mo Yichen, let me discuss something with you!" "What is it?" "I really don't want to cook!" Her tone was soft, so soft that Mo Yichen's heart melted. "Got it. Let's treat Auntie!" he replied dotingly. Only when he spoke to her would he unconsciously change his tone. "I don't like Auntie." She insisted as always. Back when they got married, Mo Yichen's mother was worried that she would not allow her son to suffer because of her family affairs and had always asked them to stay at home. However, she was rejected by Mo Yichen. Later, Mother Mo specially sent a nanny to cook at home for many years, but was still stopped by Mo Yichen. He did all this only because she said that she did not like it. "That's what I mean. Aren't you very rich? You can set up a new villa or apartment and invite an auntie to cook for you there. You can go there to eat later." "That's a good idea!" Mo Yichen's expression did not change at all. "You think so, don't you?" Jiang Yurou was very happy. It was rare for Mo Yichen to agree with her. "In fact, I'm just thinking for you. Rich people like you like to drink milk and honey. You can transfer the woman you like to the other side. Don't worry, I won't care about you!" "Really?" His tone became very professional. "Did you just think of this idea, or did you have it from the beginning?" "There was one before!" "That's right, I'll go settle it tomorrow!" After saying this, he sped up the car. Jiang Yurou, who was in the back row, didn't expect that he would suddenly speed up and hit her head on the back of the chair. "Mo Yichen, you're crazy. Why didn't you inform me when you sped up? My head!" Jiang Yurou rubbed her forehead and complained. "You didn't break it, did you?" His voice was very cold and he looked straight ahead. "I think it will be helpful for you to hit it like this!"