Chapter 7 - Cooking for a lifetime

"Lu Chu Yao, my salary will only be paid on the 15th. There are still a few days left."

Ning Sheng had prepared a table full of dishes and brought them over.

Red braised pork, shredded pork with fish sauce, sugared tenderloin, kung pao chicken, and the most common tomato scrambled eggs. She served the last tofu and vegetable soup. They were all ordinary home-cooked dishes.

Lu Chu Yao was stunned when he saw the dishes on the table.

"It's fine. I'm looking for a job." He comforted his newly-wedded wife.

Ning Sheng scooped a bowl of rice for him and asked, "You're going to receive customers again?"

"Cough, cough, cough."Lu Chu Yao choked on his food.

That was a very honest question. It seemed that Ning Sheng had already defined him as someone who worked in an improper service industry, and he couldn't change that.

"Find a proper job. Don't go back to your previous job. I don't have to give my salary to the Ning family this time. If we live frugally, it'll be enough for us to eat and spend until you manage to find a job." Ning Sheng picked up a piece of red braised meat. She frowned slightly as she ate. She had put too much salt in it.

Lu Chu Yao paused.

This woman ... Have she always been like this?

Ever since he was young, he had been raised by the Lu family to be cold-hearted and had received an elite education. He had never been merciful to anyone and was not allowed to have any good feelings for strangers. Everyone had a purpose when they approached him. However, the woman in front of him seemed to be different.

This was the first time he was living off a woman, and he actually felt at ease.

"Ning Sheng, I'll work hard to earn money and support you," Lu Chu Yao's voice was low.

His chopsticks had not stopped moving since just now. He did not know why, but the high-quality ingredients made by the top chefs had always become tasteless after only a few bites. However, the home-cooked dishes made by the woman in front of him made him unable to stop his chopsticks.

"You can only trust a man's words to a certain extent. However, I'm very grateful that you helped me leave my family. I'll consider returning the 20 thousand to you." Ning Sheng was grateful to Lu Chu Yao. 

"It's fine. Just cook for me for the rest of my life." Lu Chu Yao's tone was serious.

When Ning Sheng heard this, she suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart.

There was only one bed for sleeping at night.

"Lu Chu Yao, there's only one bed.".

"We're husband and wife. Is it wrong for us to sleep in the same bed?" Lu Chu Yao asked.

Ning Sheng looked at Lu Chu Yao with a serious expression, "Are you sure?"

"What?" The man's eyes were indifferent as he looked at her.

"Are you sure you don't have any infectious diseases?" She asked very seriously.

Lu Chu Yao was speechless. Pfff.

"In theory, I don't think so. I'm just serving rich women, and that doesn't mean I'm sleeping with them. So, Miss Ning Sheng, you can rest assured that the man in front of you is still clean in body and mind."

"Oh, you're still a virgin?" Ning Sheng was in disbelief.

When Lu Chu Yao heard this, he felt like he had been stabbed in the chest.

The wife he married had a strange way of thinking.

When they slept, the two of them shared a bed, but Lu Chu Yao acted like a gentleman and did not do anything. Ning Sheng, who had her back to him, did not speak either.

"Ning Sheng, what if one day you found out that I've lied to you?" Lu Chu Yao's voice was very low. He didn't sleep very comfortably on this small bed. The little woman beside him didn't say anything.

Lu Chu Yao looked over and realized that Ning Sheng had fallen asleep long ago. He could not control himself but held Ning Sheng in his arms. He could feel the faint body fragrance of the woman in his arms, and it made his heart race.

Damn it, if he had known, he would have asked Lin Shang to prepare a bigger bed!