Chapter 257: It Tastes Pretty Good

Although n.o.body made the right guess about the truth, they were now convinced that there was nothing between Mu Huan and Professor w.a.n.g.

Bao Junyan made only one appearance at school — he didn’t even show his face — but now, all the rumors and slanders vanished without the need for any further work.

At the Bao household…

Bao Junyan and Mu Huan got out of the car after it pulled to a stop.

“I can walk by myself.” Mu Huan felt like she was being treated like a three-year-old.

“You’re alright now?” Bao Junyan lowered his head to look in her direction.

“Since when was I not?” Mu Huan put on a nonchalant expression. Was she not aware? What happened?

“You were crying from the fright just now.” Bao Junyan recalled the scene of how she had fallen to the ground in the rain, looking as helpless as a kitten. Anger flashed in his eyes again. His wife was such a gentle saint, how could they even bear to surround her like that and frighten her to tears?!

“I didn’t cry from fright!” How could she, Mu Huan, a person who had seen much of the world, be frightened into tears?!

“Alright, you didn’t cry.” Bao Junyan thought that she was too embarra.s.sed to admit it.

“I was choking because I was so touched to see you!” Mu Huan tried to explain, seeing that he was doubting her.

“Okay.”

Mu Huan: “…!!!”

What was he saying okay for?! Obviously he didn’t believe her one bit!

Did she come across to him like an ignoramus who had not seen anything, that she would cry at a small thing like this? She…

Mu Huan was about to say something when it suddenly occurred to her that she was now an amenable and quiet wife!

Immediately, she swallowed her words and became still in his embrace.

Fine, if he was happy that way, let him think that she had cried out of fright back then.

The man lowered his had and kissed her on the forehead.

Mu Huan: “…”

Alright, it wasn’t bad being a weakling!

When the butler saw Bao Junyan returning with Mu Huan in his arms, and that her clothes were wet and dirty, he hurried up to them. “Madam, what happened?”

Without waiting for Bao Junyan to speak, Mu Huan quickly said, “It’s nothing! I’m fine!”

When Bao Junyan saw this, he smiled. She had rebounded quickly.

The quick recovery told him that she was a proud woman who was unwilling to show her fear.

When they got upstairs, Bao Junyan received an important phone call and walked out of the room. Mu Huan proceeded to take a shower and changed out of her clothes. By the time she walked out again, Bao Junyan was just re-entering the room, carrying a bowl of ginger soup.

Mu Huan creased her brow the moment she caught a whiff of the ginger soup. Why was he bringing ginger soup into the room?

“Here, drink this.”

“Why would I drink ginger soup for no reason?” Mu Huan loved her food, but she hated ginger!

“You were caught in the rain.”

“It was just a light drizzle!” She’d be fine even if she stood in the storm all day!

“Last time, you had a high fever after being caught in the wind on a rainy day,” Bao Junyan reminded her.

She retorted, “That was an accident!”

She really wasn’t that weak!

“Drink it,” he ordered sternly.

Mu Huan: “…”

See, that was what a big boss was. When he pampered you, it was heaven, but one could try disobeying his wishes and then see what would happen!

She could only resign herself to fate and down the ginger soup in a single gulp.

After finis.h.i.+ng it, she crinkled her face.

“Is it that bad?” the man said, frowning.

Mu Huan replied moodily, “Why don’t you try it yourself!”

“True.” The man lowered his head and sealed her mouth with a lingering kiss.

She widened her eyes in shock.

Freaking h.e.l.l! Did he have trouble understanding what she was saying?! She was asking him to drink the ginger soup, so why was he kissing her?!

“It tastes pretty good.”