Chapter 242: 242, your husband will not cheat.

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“You’re welcome.” Huo Jingshen sat up straight, “Go back to sleep, come down for lunch later.”

His handsome features and patient softness were rather unexpected.

Unable to resist, Su Wenwen asked, “Were you speaking the truth last night?”

“About what?” Huo Jingshen raised his eyebrows.

“Just…” Su Wenwen hemmed and hawed, “about Chu Jingyi…”

“Stop overthinking, your husband won’t cheat or do anything to hurt you.” After saying this, Huo Jingshen patted her little head, as though comforting a child throwing a tantrum.

After he left, Su Wenwen couldn’t resist overthinking for a while.

In the end…

Never mind!

Just trust him this once.

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Ten minutes later, when Su Wenwen entered the kitchen downstairs, just as expected, a certain someone was preparing lunch.

He was dressed casually in dark leisure pants, worn loosely around his waist. His shirt had several buttons undone, with his sleeves casually rolled up.

He didn’t look as formal and elegant as he usually did. Instead, he looked casually handsome.

His tall figure, upright posture, and focused handsome face…

Su Wenwen was reminded of a saying, “A serious man is the most charming.”

Even though he was just cooking seriously.

“Where are the housekeepers?” Su Wenwen leaned in to ask.

“They have a day off.”

“Why?”

“Ziyang is staying at the big house for a couple of days.”

“Huh?”

“Grandpa and grandma really like him,” Huo Jingshen seemed to be explaining.

Su Wenwen nodded and didn’t think much of it.

Fu Ziyang was indeed adorable, smart, and importantly, very well-behaved and quiet. It’s no wonder the old folks liked him so much.

Huo Jingshen cooked quite a few dishes.

The exquisite serving plates were filled with colorful dishes. The sight of them was a feast for the eyes, and mouthwatering.

“Why did you cook so many dishes today?” Su Wenwen asked in surprise.

For just the two of them to eat, cooking an entire table’s worth of dishes was quite extravagant, wasn’t it?

Huo Jingshen looked at her and said, “Today is the 20th.”

The 20th?

Su Wenwen blinked her eyes before breaking out in laughter, “So it’s your birthday, my bad, I forgot.”

Huo Jingshen: “…”

As expected, she could not be deemed a good housewife.

Probably because she was too caught up with catching a cheater that she forgot everything else.

“Why is there no birthday cake?” Su Wenwen asked, showing no signs of guilt.

“It’s okay.” Huo Jingshen raised his eyebrows, “We’re going back to the big house tonight. Let’s make do with lunch.”

“Oh, I see,” Su Wenwen understood at last.

After all, Huo Jingshen was the eldest grandson of the Huo family, and being his 30th birthday, the old Mrs. Huo was sure to make grand preparations. No wonder Fu Ziyang was taken to the big house so early.

However, looking at the table full of food, she had an idea. “Wait, wait, don’t start eating yet.”

Huo Jingshen had the chopsticks already in hand, he looked at her, “What are you doing?”

“I want to take a photo.” Saying this, Su Wenwen got up and ran upstairs.

Very quickly, she rushed back down holding a camera.

Where was the sick-looking woman from before?

Su Wenwen ran over, raised her phone towards the food on the table, and snapped several shots from various angles. Then, all of a sudden, she ran over to him, grabbed his arm, “Look at the camera, smile, come on.”