The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 334 - 334 334 It's Not Like It's Made Every Day Refusing to Rate

334: Chapter 334: It’s Not Like It’s Made Every Day, Refusing to Rate 334: Chapter 334: It’s Not Like It’s Made Every Day, Refusing to Rate The following morning, or rather, Saturday morning, Lin Fei of Purple Garden Pavilion, a notorious lover of sleeping in, woke up early and busied himself in the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Mu Shanshan, who usually enjoyed her morning runs, was uncharacteristically lounging in bed.

Between spouses, such unusual behaviors are often quite understandable.

It was nothing more than Lin Fei feeling aggrieved that Mu Shanshan, his CEO wife, had locked him in the car and taken her keys, purse, and phone, leaving Mu Shanshan all alone in the underground parking garage of Moongaze Building.

Actually, it wasn’t much of a big deal.

After all, Mu Shanshan was married to Lin Fei, and after spending some time together, Lin Fei had quite a fondness for his CEO wife and even quite liked her.

Based on this fondness or even love, Lin Fei naturally didn’t want to leave Mu Shanshan alone overnight in the Moongaze Building.

Originally, Lin Fei only wanted to teach Mu Shanshan a small lesson and wait until night fell to return and pick her up.

Unexpectedly, Mu Shanshan lived up to her reputation as an ice queen CEO, stubbornly refusing any form of transportation and relying on her legs to leave the underground parking of Moongaze Building, intending to walk back to Purple Garden Pavilion!

The distance between Moongaze Building and Purple Garden Pavilion was anything but short.

Even for Mu Shanshan, with legs comparable to a professional model, it would take her about four or five hours to walk it.

The amount of time spent was secondary; what mattered most was that Mu Shanshan wore high heels.

Although they weren’t the kind with twelfth-centimeter stilettos, high heels were still high heels.

If Mu Shanshan really walked from Moongaze Building back to Purple Garden Pavilion in high heels, those long, jade-like legs, which Lin Fei greatly admired, would likely be ruined.

If Lin Fei hadn’t left Moongaze Building by car and returned to Purple Garden Pavilion with a hint of remorse, not waiting long before driving back towards Moongaze Building and intercepting Mu Shanshan on the way, her current situation would certainly be more than just lazily staying in bed.

Of course, the main reason was that, after returning home, Lin Fei ignored Mu Shanshan’s chilling and deadly gaze, as well as her indiscriminate kicking, forcibly pinned her down on the bed, and gave her a foot massage.

Given these circumstances, it was much more likely for Mu Shanshan to be lying in a hospital than in her own bedroom.

Perhaps because he felt somewhat sorry for his CEO wife, or maybe because of a tiny bit of guilt, Lin Fei had deliberately gotten up early with the intention of making her breakfast, to somewhat mend the awkwardness in their marital relationship.

“Sir, I can take care of this kind of thing.

It’s still early; you should go back to bed and rest some more.”

Just as Lin Fei was bustling in the kitchen with a mixture of guilt and tenderness, Aunt Lan, who had gotten up and come downstairs, heard the noise from the kitchen and slowly approached.

Seeing it was Lin Fei, Aunt Lan was surprised but quickly stepped forward to persuade him, wanting to take over for him.

“Aunt Lan, it’s rare for me to get up early.

Let me make breakfast for everyone.

You can go rest a bit longer; it will be ready soon.”

“How can that be okay?

Normally, you and the miss are very busy with work.

It’s rare for you to not have to work today; you should go and rest, and I’ll make it.”

“Really, there’s no need, Aunt Lan; I’m almost done.

If you don’t want to rest, then please help me wake Shanshan up.

By the time she gets up, it’ll be almost time for breakfast.”

Normally, the mention of work being tiring would be quite appropriate if it were applied to Mu Shanshan, the ice queen CEO.

But to use it for Lin Fei, who never took his job seriously, it was obviously a bit unreasonable.

In fact, whether working or not, or whether it was tiring, was not the main issue.

As Lin Fei himself said, he was almost done cooking.

Aunt Lan’s intervention at this time would only waste more time.

Lan Yi went to wake up Mu Shanshan, while Lin Fei happened to have breakfast ready.

“Miss is really something.

Why didn’t she get up today of all days?

I’ll go wake her up.”

Lan Yi’s thoughts were somewhat similar to Mu Shanshan’s late mother’s, both rather traditional.

In Lan Yi’s view, cooking was a task that should be handled by women.

It was rare for Lin Fei to get up early to prepare breakfast for them, yet Shanshan was still in bed.

Not knowing what had happened between Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan last night, Lan Yi muttered her disapproval before turning around and leaving the kitchen to go upstairs and wake Mu Shanshan.

…

At the dining table of the Purple Garden Pavilion, the home of Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan,

“Miss, I’m not criticizing you, but it’s rare for the son-in-law to get up early to prepare breakfast for us.

How can you show so little respect for the son-in-law!”

Lan Yi, who had finally managed to rouse Mu Shanshan, was quite dissatisfied to see that after Shanshan sat down at the table, not only did she show no intention of eating, but she also kept frowning coldly and occasionally glaring at Lin Fei.

“Lan Yi, you don’t know, he—”

“Forget it, Lan Yi, it’s my fault.

If she doesn’t like it, then I’ll just make it again,” Lin Fei interrupted and took the blame before she could defend herself.

Finished speaking, he rose and began to clear the bowls and chopsticks, fully intending to make breakfast for Mu Shanshan over again.

“Son-in-law, please have a seat.

You’ve already made it once, how could we let you do it again?

Since the miss doesn’t like it, let me make it.”

Lin Fei’s effort of getting up early to make breakfast, and his gesture of admitting his wrongs, genuinely impressed Lan Yi, a woman with rather traditional views.

As she stopped Lin Fei, Lan Yi did not directly scold Mu Shanshan, but after living with Lan Yi for over a decade, how could Shanshan not see that Lan Yi was probably displeased with her?

Having lived with Lan Yi for over a decade, even if Shanshan was extremely annoyed with Lin Fei, she obviously wouldn’t let Lan Yi, with a heart full of discontent, cook breakfast for her.

So, Mu Shanshan had no choice but to suppress her dissatisfaction with Lin Fei, pull Lan Yi to sit down, and together they began to enjoy the breakfast that Lin Fei had made for them.

“So, how is it, my dear wife?

Your husband’s cooking skills are pretty good, right?”

Seeing that Mu Shanshan, despite her chilly appearance, was eating a bit faster than usual, Lin Fei confidently took the opportunity to seek praise from his CEO wife.

“Hmph!”

Still bothered by Lin Fei leaving her alone last night, Mu Shanshan had no desire to engage with him much.

With a cold snort, she refused to comment on Lin Fei’s cooking skills.

Of course, although Shanshan was reluctant to say much, deep down she was quite satisfied with the culinary skills of Lin Fei, her so-called husband.

The reason she refrained from commenting was partly due to her annoyance at Lin Fei for leaving her alone last night.

More so, even though Lin Fei’s cooking was quite tasty, it wasn’t something she got to enjoy every day.

Just for one meal, he expected her, CEO Mu, to give him praise—no way….