Chapter 132 (1/1)

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Walking back-in out of the closet, President Xi looked like his dapper, handsome self He usually liked to drape hi his for lethal but legal as ever

They had been , but except for a few days when they holidayed in theother than his formal suits, crisp shi+rts, expensive leather shoes, etc… basically things that increased his hidden char aura that froze people over

So, Xi Jin couldn't deny that she was, in fact, scared of him

Unfortunately for Xi Jin, this man- her husband, fundamentally led a western-styled life Their meals were usually simple, nutritious and continental in style, which was a far cry froirl froardless of how the meals were, Xi Jin would feel utterly defeated whenever her arded by the house-iven by their master, Mu Tian

In over 30 years, Mu Tian had lived a regular, , working, even holidays were all meticulously planned and needed to be prepared in his style Even, when he was absent during certain ive the kitchen orders in advance about what to serve their mistress for lunch or dinner The cooks would then cook herover which Xi Jin would unhappily argue and protest with Mu Tian But, theher that it indeed was for her own good health

In particular, Xi Jin was strictly prohibited fro her favourite Chinese fried fritters which Mu Tian strongly believed were carcinogenic in nature, and would cause cancer in her later years Of course, Xi Jin felt this was utterly ridiculous since she had lived her life eating these for the past 20 years

Eating a sandith a fresh glass of milk at the breakfast table, Xi Jin felt it was rather hilarious that theWasn't it only a fewher soy milk and fried fritters everyday, but in contrast, the ainst it

Taking a few more bites of her sandwich, Xi Jin decided to leave the rest on her plate, when she heard Mu Tian’s curt voice from behind the newspaper, ”Finish it, you're not allowed to leave until you do so”

And just like a kid, Xi Jin could only submit

A little later, Mu Tian folded the paper in his hands and put it aside As he stood up, he gave her a quick glance knowing that look, Xi Jin hurriedly shoved the last piece of her sandwich in her ulped it doith the last sip of herrather ridiculous and clumsy

Seeing her hurry, Mu Tian couldn't hide his frown but he still chose to not say anything

Brushi+ng off the bread crumbs with the back of her hand, Xi Jin hurriedly stood up, carried his briefcase to his side, like a devoted virtuous wife, and sent hi him a sweet peck on his cheek as she tiptoed

Seeing hioodbye when she suddenly saw Mu Tian turn around to tell her casually, ”Next week is my father's death anniversary, be ready and accompany me to see him”

T/n: I haven’t read a single c-novel yet which requires the ML’s to diet Here, our MC eats fried food everyday And if I even eat a fried crumb, I’ll put on like a 100 pounds Honestly, I really wanna be a hot fictitious character soet bulky on the sides, your author can draw and erase those areas and draw you shapely curves with bigger boobs, a very tiny waist and a hell of a Kardashi+an-ass

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