The domineering president married a sweet wife

"People who have nothing to do should cook dinner. Don't you want to continue lying in bed after your illness is cured?" Mrs. Ye still said that I just want to see you unhappy.

Mai Yaxi made up her mind that she must greet people with a smile today.

So she tried her best to maintain a smile, sat down opposite Mrs. Ye, and quietly waited for Ye Feicheng's return.

Time is ticking away, like a playful cat, ridiculously fast.

Mai Yaxi was looking forward to it, but the hallway was as quiet as a sleeping tortoise.She couldn't help pacing back and forth, sometimes looking forward to the window, and sometimes kneading her fingers in front of the dining table.

"Young mistress, do you want to call and ask the young master?" The servant was also anxious and couldn't help but say.

Mai Yaxi wanted to nod.

But Mrs. Ye's cold voice sounded immediately: "No! We are such a busy person in Feicheng, how can you bother him casually. He has been a very measured person since he was a child, and he knows what he is doing? I need you to call and urge him Is it?"

Mai Yaxi glanced at Mrs. Ye.

What she said made sense.

After Madam Ye said this, she tightly closed her lips and said nothing.She is not in a hurry, nor is she hungry.

Mai Yaxi prayed that the time would go slower, and that the food would get colder slowly.

Looking at the wall clock.

But time is probably the most ruthless thing. It ignores Mai Yaxi's prayers, and I stubbornly find its inherent frequency to beat and walk.

It was nearly nine o'clock.Ye Feicheng still hasn't come back.

"Come here." Mrs. Ye said, "Go and throw away all these vegetables."

Mai Yaxi raised her head abruptly, staring at Mrs. Ye with wide eyes.

The servant was stunned and looked at Mrs. Ye at a loss and said, "But, Mrs., these are young mistresses..."

"Everything is cold. Do you want our family to eat cold food?" Mrs. Ye's tone did not have any warmth.

"But you can warm it up..." The servant was still stubborn.

Mai Yaxi was silent, her nose was a little sour.

"We in Feicheng never eat cold and reheated food. If he eats something bad, can you take responsibility? You know how busy he is!" Mrs. Ye's tone was high, even with A little hysterical: "I told you to throw away all these meals! Are you deaf!?"

The servant looked at Mai Yaxi.

She had no choice but to follow Mrs. Ye's words, the servant slowly picked up the plate, and when she turned to go to the kitchen, she was stopped by Mai Yaxi.

"Don't go yet." Mai Yaxi stood up, she tried her best to control her emotions, clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were already a little red.

"What? Are you going against the wishes of the elders? How can a woman like you accompany us..." Mrs. Ye wanted to start those old remarks again.

"I made these dishes." Mai Yaxi said in a daze, interrupting Mrs. Ye's chatter: "If it needs to be thrown away, I will do it too."

The corners of Mrs. Ye's mouth curled up, and she stopped talking.Instead, he stared at Mai Yaxi with great interest.

Mai Yaxi took the two dishes from the servant.The servant said in a daze: "Young Mistress, you..."

Mai Yaxi forced a smile, she went straight to the kitchen, and dumped the vegetables into the trash can.

Back and forth, plate after plate, her heart seemed to be thrown away together, and a huge hole appeared where the original heart used to be, filled with blood and pain.

The last dish was dumped.

She stared at the mess in the trash can, unable to tell who was whose food, tears couldn't help but fell into the trash can.