CHAPTER 491: CHAPTER 491: A BILLION TO BUY YOU OUT

Lu Jing coughed:

"Look, I really didn’t mean that, just teasing her," he explained.

However, like men would listen!

"Really? Is that so?"

"Yes! Why would I sell you? She only offered me ten million, such a stingy woman!"

"So how much were you thinking of selling for?"

"If she had offered me a billion, I might have wondered if she really fell for you, willing to spend so much money on you?"

But in the end, whether to sell or not, he certainly wouldn’t agree!

"A billion would buy you?"

"No way! If a billion could buy you, I’d give two billion so you can clone yourself for me."

With these words, the sulking in his heart instantly evaporated.

See, his wife really was a little rich woman.

A few billion, easy to produce on a whim.

Thinking about it, that Ms. Qu was really poor, still thinking about buying the Young Master of Jiang Family?

How absurd, why not just aim for the sky?

Somehow, the couple calmed down just like that, without any fighting or fussing, and returned home happily as always.

But after opening the door, the man didn’t head to the kitchen first as usual, and sat on the couch like a lord:

"Wife, I haven’t eaten yet."

Hmm?

"You haven’t eaten? What time is it now?"

"So who’s to blame?"

*Cough cough.*

Still feeling a bit guilty:

"So what would you like to eat?" he asked.

"Australian lobster!"

Pfft!

"Nope!"

As if Australian lobsters were just readily available!

Even if they were, Lu Jing wouldn’t know how to prepare them.

"Then, noodles then."

"That works."

How simple is making noodles?

But, Lu Jing didn’t plan to shortchange his man; after boiling the water in the pot, he gradually brought out various items from the fridge, tore some cabbage leaves, grabbed a sausage, two eggs to fry—fried eggs are tastier.

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Approximately a few minutes later, the noodles were cooked, and the fried eggs were perfectly perched on top.

A bowl of rather lavish noodles was served:

"Done, you can eat now," he called.

Only then did the man rise from the sofa, washed his hands in the kitchen, and came out.

Seeing the colorful bowl with two fried eggs on top, he felt an immense satisfaction.

"Wife, this is wonderful!"

As if he wasn’t the one who had been upset earlier.

Of course, such anger wasn’t something that could be dispelled so easily; better to suppress it for now and not hold back when it comes back.

As a man, since he couldn’t hit or scold his wife, he had to vent in other ways.

Lu Jing always felt a chill on his back, surely he wasn’t coming down with a cold?

Seeing the man enjoying his meal voraciously, he even went back to the bedroom to put on a jacket.

Beauty may be frozen, beautiful indeed, but definitely chilling.

Luckily, Lu Jing wasn’t particularly fond of that interest.

In the dead of winter, how much more comfortable it was to wear something warm?

Unless necessary, he had no desire to wear a skirt.

Jiang Ye wolfed down a bowl of noodles, not even five minutes passed.

Wasn’t this speed akin to pouring it straight down without chewing?

"You should eat slower, eating too quickly is bad for your stomach," he couldn’t help but remind as a doctor.

But reminders were always futile.

This man just wouldn’t listen.

Probably too used to this speed to slow down.