Chapter 191: Fireproof, Thief-proof, and Mistress-proof

er she left the Qiao family to live on her own, their meals were really hard to stomach for a while. After several years of practice, her cooking skills are still pretty bad, but Gu Ruyue is actually...He didn't say another word, turned, and walked out of the bedroom.

Qiao Bao'er silently watched his departing figure, her eyes slightly lifting to stare intently...

She was certain, it wasn't a hallucination. Junzhi Mu's actions just now were flustered, and even his current steps were hurried and disheveled.

What's wrong with him

Are you sick

In a short while, the door was pushed open again. Grandma Fang carried in a large bowl of dried scallop and lean meat porridge. “It's very hot, be careful when you drink it,” Fang Yun reminded as always.

She burrowed under the covers and didn't rush to eat. She stretched her neck to watch Fang's mother arrange the porcelain bowl and chopsticks for her, and suddenly said.

“Take some of the food from the dining room to Jun Zhi Mu, he probably hasn’t eaten dinner yet…”

"Yes, I haven't had dinner yet," Fang Da Ma said as she ladled half a bowl of porridge for her.

"Ms. Xia just called me to remind me that Master Zhimu had been drinking outside and hadn't had dinner. I asked the cook to prepare a meal for both of you, and left it here. He prefers to eat with you."

Qiao Bao'er fell silent.

"Oh." she replied casually.

She tossed and turned in bed, burying half her face in the pillow as if she had lost her appetite.

Then there was a click, and Grandma Fang gently closed the door and walked out.

The bedroom fell silent once more.

"Xia Chui Xue is so considerate..."

Only after Fang's mother left did she crawl up from the bed, probably feeling too sore to let others think she was being petty.

Qiao Baoer has her own pride. Although she can't help him manage the group affairs like Xia Chui Xue, at least she won't become a burden to him.

She really wanted to do something for him, but what could she do

The ornate, circular clock on the bedroom wall ticked past 10 o'clock, its hands whirring around in a ceaseless loop. She was lost in thought, her mind a jumble of anxieties. When she finally looked up, dazed and disoriented, it was already midnight.

He glanced at the door. Jun Zhimu hadn't returned to the bedroom yet. Was he planning to work all night in his study

She tugged at her long hair, feeling agitated.

Your porridge is about to get cold.

I don't know what emotion she was feeling, but her words came out a little rushed. She grabbed her phone and directly dialed that familiar number.

The man on the phone listened to her voice, but he didn't answer.

Qiao Bao'er became even more awkward inside, raising her voice and putting on a serious tone, "Your porridge, Fang Da Ma asked the cook to make your portion and put it over here in your bedroom!"

Jun's gaze, usually calm and collected, widened in surprise. Her eyes glazed over as she stared listlessly at the computer screen, where new information had just been sent. She could hear her voice clearly, though she seemed distracted.

She wanted him to come over to the bedroom.

"Well."

As soon as he replied, Qiao Bao'er felt a sense of relief and quickly hung up the phone out of guilt.

"It's like he's coming over to...favor me. How strange," she couldn't help but complain about herself.

Jun Zhi Mu might have really been hungry. He acted quickly, shutting down his computer and tidying the files on his desk before coming over.

"I ate, the one in the bowl was warmer, those I left for you."

They seldom had the chance to have a face-to-face meal and chat like ordinary couples, so this was a rare occasion. Qiao Baoer thoughtfully filled half a bowl for him and pushed it in front of him. The man opposite her stared at her in surprise.

"Hmm." He ate his porridge gracefully, using a spoon, and spoke little.

Suddenly, the spacious bedroom fell silent again.

Zhu XiaoWei often educated her, saying that couples should communicate more. However, Qiao BaoEr found that she and Jun ZhiMu didn't have much in common to talk about.

And tonight he deliberately didn't communicate much with her, she knew, Jun Zhi Mu had something on his mind that he didn't want to tell her.

Raised her eyes and glared at the man opposite her.

"This afternoon I fell into the pool, I'm fine, no cold and very healthy."

Seeing boredom, Qiao Bao'er casually talked about some things, anyway he would definitely have to settle accounts with her in the fall.

"Besides, I wasn't going to Gordon Hotel myself... Xia Chuixue sent you a message to me through your phone." The following words trailed off in an odd, hushed tone.

As soon as she mentioned Xia Chuixue, her emotions got stirred.

Jun Zhimu didn't speak. He placed the porcelain bowl back on the table and looked at her clearly annoyed expression.

She rarely took the initiative to explain things to him like this; most of the time, it was the servants who reported to him, and then he would get angry and find her to scold. Tonight, listening to Qiao Bao'er’s candid confession, he was very surprised.

He had already been told about her falling into the pool by Fang Yun. He knew she was a good swimmer, and that when she wasn't pregnant, she could move around with great agility. Jun Zhimu didn't pay much attention to it anyway, since she was fine now.

But there's something strange about the text messages.

"Xiaoxue didn't send you a text message, can I see your phone..."

"Besides her, who else is so bored."

Jo Baoer immediately pulled a long face, "I called, and she answered the phone..."

She clearly received the text message from his phone number. Junzhi Mu's phone is not something that just anyone can borrow. Besides her, Xia Chuixue, who else could it be

"It's not her."

Jun Zhi Mu's tone was firm, his eyes scrutinizing her as she held a white phone in her right hand. "Hand over the phone..."

But she held her phone tightly in her right hand, stubbornly refusing to give it to him.

Why does he believe in that Xia Chui Xue so much

"Alright, let's just say I was lying. I got bored last night and went out in the rain for no reason, causing you all to worry about me. I'm really sorry!"

She quickly got up and ignored him, going straight back to the big bed.

"Jiao Bao'er!"

Jun Zhimu's face was complex as he called out to her retreating figure.

Warning She's already immune.

Qiao Bao'er lay in bed, clutching the thin blanket and pulling it over her head, ignoring him.

She buried her face in the blanket, her ears pricked up alertly. After a while, she heard the sound of running water; Jun Zhi Mu seemed to be taking a bath.

He didn't even bring it up tonight, not even about falling in the pool or sending that message. He wasn't forceful about it at all.

Lifting the thin blanket, he stuck his head out and looked around. He was indeed in the bathroom.

Qiao Bao'er felt a bit childish. She opened her phone and glanced again at the text message she had received this evening. It definitely showed that it was from Jun Zhi Mu's phone.

I'm so frustrated, I can't sleep at all.

She doesn't know about him, perhaps Xia Chui Xue does...

As soon as Xia Chuixue popped into his mind, he felt even more irritated. It wasn't jealousy exactly, just the fact that this woman was constantly around his man at home, secretly pulling all these strings behind the scenes.

The most annoying thing is that she's Junzhi's old friend. If I talk too much about it, I'll just seem petty and mean.

They will also say that she bullied Xia Chuixue, after all, this Xia surname is not a bad woman, she truly cares and helps her family's Bingkuai.

I want to keep Jun Zhimu away from her, but their companies definitely have dealings, and Xia Chuxue also gets along well with the head of the Jun family, her difficult mother-in-law, including her sister-in-law…

Oh, so annoying!

If violence could solve problems, Qiao Bao'er wanted to grab a giant frying pan and send Xia flying all the way to the Pacific Ocean with one hard whack, out of sight, out of mind.

As a married woman, Qiao Bao'er suddenly felt deeply that it is essential to guard against fire, theft, and mistresses.pease the situation and prevent her from being bullied.The bearded man's little girl got the crepe, but she was very unhappy. "I don't want it!" she said, acting like a princess, and threw the crepe t...