Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

“No, what nonsense are you talking about?” Ye Muyu raised her head and looked at him anxiously.

“Then why don’t you want to look at me?” Chu Heng was disappointed.

Ye Muyu, who was shy because she had begged him last night, was speechless. Her cheeks were red. She wanted to explain, but she was too shy to say it.

She was so angry that she threw herself into the blanket, caught in a dilemma.

“Ah Yu.” Chu Heng’s voice carried a tinge of suppressed laughter as he reached out and patted her back.

Ye Muyu tilted her head to look at him. Chu Heng immediately stopped smiling and put on a serious expression.

“Hurry up and wash up. I’ll be getting out of bed too.” She decided to be thick-skinned and show that she did not know anything.

“Are you feeling better?” Chu Heng hummed in agreement and reached out to touch her forehead, asking with concern.

Ye Muyu’s face turned red again. Why did this man still mention his dark history?

“Yes,” she said through gritted teeth.

Seeing her angry, Chu Heng found her cute and could not help but reach out to pat her head. Ye Muyu naturally had to struggle and avoid his hand.

He did not mind and let her throw a tantrum. The smile on his face didn’t diminish at all.

“Bad guy.” Ye Muyu snorted angrily and got up to wash up.

Chu Heng did not care about her accusation, as long as Ah Yu was not angry with him.

After a while, he put on his clothes and called for the servants to bring water.

After washing up, she walked out of the courtyard and met Xiang Ling’er, Ziluo, and the others outside.

Lu Sangqi yawned lazily. “What are we having for breakfast today?” he asked casually.

The servant beside him hurriedly said, “Doctor Lu, what do you want to eat for breakfast? I’ll go down and get someone to arrange it for you.”

Lu Sangqi’s mouth twitched. He clearly wanted Ye Muyu to cook for him personally. After working for the whole night, he had to give something in return, right?

“Shall I cook something for you?” Ye Muyu understood and generously said. Treating a doctor well could save lives.

“Sure.” Lu Sangqi was secretly happy, but he put on a nonchalant expression and nodded casually.

Chu Heng’s face darkened.

The servant was shocked. Mrs. Chu was also a guest, how could she go to the kitchen to cook?

Ye Muyu was much more casual. She called the servants to bring her over, and Chu Heng followed without thinking.

“Why are you following me?” she asked the man beside her.

“Oh, I’ll make breakfast for Lu Sangqi,” he said casually.

Ye Muyu was shocked. She reached out to poke his chest, but the man grabbed her hand and did not let go. He even gently rubbed her hand, giving her the illusion that he was saying, “If you catch me, don’t even think about running away.”

She pulled her hand away with all her might. Seeing that she could not take it out, she let it go.

“Why are you bickering with him? Besides, Doctor Lu helped us yesterday. It’s just a meal. It’s nothing,” Ye Muyu explained gently.

“If just anyone could eat the food you cooked, wouldn’t you have to cook until your arms are broken?” Chu Heng snorted coldly.

Ye Muyu’s mouth twitched. What kind of stupid metaphor was this?

In the end, Lu Sangqi did not eat what Ye Muyu made for him.

After breakfast, Mrs. Du invited Ye Muyu to visit He Jiao.

Chu Heng, Old Master Du, and Du Heng returned to the study.

“Mrs. Chu, thank you… Cough, cough…” He Jiao was lying on the bed. She looked very delicate.