My Mysterious Husband

The title ‘Mrs. Ye’ had become something that Xinyou desperately wanted, but it was got by Venus easily. How could Xinyou accept it?

“And don’t get cocky, do you think your life is better than me? Stop daydreaming, Kerry won’t even look at you and you don’t even have a chance to be liked!” Xinyou gritted her teeth in sarcasm.

Venus looked cold and said with indifference, “Be liked? Are you still living in the past when women completely relied on men? Xinyou, you’re just begging for Kerry’ s like. Why not live independently?”

“Don’t act like you’re noble. I think you can’t get him, so you can just say something to hide your jealousy.” Xinyou snorted coldly, her tone full of disdain.

“I don’t care to be liked by him!”

She was unwilling to argue with her and it happened to be lunchtime, so she decided to eat out today to save herself from being disturbed by others. Many people must be curious about what had just happened.

She really wasn’t in the mood to explain.

As Venus walked down the street, she came across Lanzhou Noodles and she stopped to walk inside.

The owner of the shop was a couple, both believers in Islam. When they saw Venus, they asked her what she wanted in a hospitable manner.

Venus ordered a beef noodles, and while she was waiting, she suddenly received a call from Kerry. She knew why he called her, so she hung up the phone decisively.

Hot noodles were then served on the table and Venus ate a few bites, suddenly feeling a little sad. Perhaps it was because of the hot noodles, or her situation at the moment.

saw the couple tacitly cooperate. The wife was making soup, while the husband

would help her husband to wipe his sweat with a towel, and the husband would help his wife try the soup.

perfectly illustrated what

but think of her marriage. Though she lived in a quite extravagant life, she felt no love

life was much

noodles in silence, but the phone rang again. Venus wanted

Venus answered the phone, “Hello?”

Miss Mu?”

woman’s voice came,

know your

“I’m Hao Nangong’ s

then she remembered something, so she asked, “Hello, aunt, what can I do for you?”

Shuhua Chen just said directly, “It’s about my son. I want to see you.

and said, “OK, where do you want to meet?”

Jindu Doulao?”

at her half-eaten noodles and said, “No

money. She went out to take a taxi

up?” Venus asked somewhat carelessly as she

Kerry’ s mood was hard to judge now, with his index finger tapping on the

to do later and I want to take half a day off.”

asked, “Where exactly are you now?”