Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

Mo Li went to the bathroom and washed up briefly.

Her body was cleaned carefully, but the red marks everywhere on her body were impossible to clean off.

She stood in front of the floor-length mirror and examined her face carefully.

Her face was slightly flushed and there was a gleam in her eyes.

It was only one night, but something seemed different.

Even Mo Li herself noticed that there seemed to be a hint of charm between her eyebrows that was different from before.

It lacks the immaturity that is unique to an ignorant girl, and has a little more sensibility that is unique to a woman.

However, Mo Li does not reject such changes.

On the contrary, she quickly accepted this new self.

……

When she came out of the bathroom, she was already dressed again, and Chi Cunxu was standing leisurely at the bedroom door waiting for her.

She was so tired last night that she almost lost her life, but this guy looked the same as usual, with no obvious changes.

Noble, indifferent, and out of reach.

If it weren't for the obvious bite mark on his lip and the scratches all over his back hidden under his ink-colored nightgown, it would be hard to associate him with the awful man who made her cry last night.

……

Even though both of them were dressed neatly now, Mo Li's face would still turn red unconsciously when he thought of those unbearable scenes from last night.

Even after drinking several glasses of water, her voice was still very hoarse and had a strong nasal tone.

"Why are you waiting here?" She decided that she would not give him a good look all day.

"Of course I'm waiting for my wife to come out." He seemed quite contented, and the word "wife" came more and more easily to him.

"Who is your wife? I don't want to marry you!" Mo Li felt it was extremely unfair when she thought that she was still sore all over, but he was fine, so she started to turn her back on him.

Especially last night, someone coaxed her into softening her voice and calling her "brother" and "husband" countless times...

In the end, he still didn't let her go. She was so angry that she glared at him fiercely.

"That won't do." Chi Cunxu looked as if he had been relying on her for a long time: "I am already yours, you have to be responsible for me."

Mo Li took a deep breath and immediately felt rebellious: "I won't."

Chi Cunxu held the coffee in his hand and said, "Then I will go to your school in person and tell everyone with a loud speaker that you have been unfaithful to me and then abandoned me."

Mo Li: “…”

Just when she decided to make a big effort to prove herself, her stomach started to growl at a very inopportune time.

——Forget it, among all the important things, eating is the most important.

She doesn't bother with such shameless people.

……

Originally there were several servants in this house, but many of them were of Chinese descent. It was the Lunar New Year these days, so Chi Cunxu simply gave everyone a few days off and allowed them to come back to work after the New Year.

Chi Cunxu took her to taste the local delicacies two days ago and experienced the local customs. After learning that the aurora was at its peak during these days, the two decided to stay at home and watch the aurora. Mo Li was also ready to be a little cook.

Unexpectedly, Chi Cunxu took the lead in taking on the responsibility of cooking.

What was even more unexpected was that his cooking skills were surprisingly good. At least from the appearance, it far exceeded Mo Li's expectations.

Chi Cunxu's knife skills were quite superb. He expertly trimmed a plate of roasted lamb chops neatly, cut them into thin slices, and slowly pushed them in front of Mo Li.

Mo Li took a bite with a fork and immediately felt bubbles of happiness coming from her.

The meat is tender and juicy, and the proportion of the sauce is just right.

Not only that, the beef stew and clam soup that we tasted later also had unique flavors. Not only did they incorporate the characteristics of local Nordic cuisine, but they were also specially adjusted according to Mo Li's taste preferences.

The taste of each dish is worthy of a Michelin chef.

The joy of enjoying the food completely diluted Mo Li's resentment towards this rude man. She admitted that she had a filter for him again.

Mo Li has always boasted that his cooking skills are pretty good, but Chi Cunxu always says that he is "not very good at cooking."

It was the first time she knew that what he called "not very good at cooking" actually meant this level of skill. His cooking skills were far beyond the standard.

So before praising him, she couldn't help but confirm it first:

"Oh my god, so many dishes... did you really make all of them yourself?"

"Of course." Chi Cunxu raised his eyebrows at her complacently: "How about it, are you very satisfied with your snail husband?"

As expected, he is the man she chose, outstanding in every aspect.

It would be better if it didn't have a long mouth.

……

The two finally sat down and chatted normally again. Mo Li couldn't help but ask the question that he hadn't finished asking last night:

"…So, who locked you up in that prayer hall? And who wanted to set you on fire?"

"I went back to look for you several times, but you never appeared again after that."

After many years, Mo Li finally met the boy in his mind again. He had too many questions in his mind and was eager to know every detail.

The fire gave them the opportunity to meet, but perhaps they could have avoided missing each other for so many years.

Chi Cunxu lowered his eyelashes and calmly helped Mo Li peel the crab shell. A flash of cruelty flashed in his dark green eyes that no one noticed.

He was not born as omnipotent as he is now, nor was he born as a decisive and adept heir to a group.

The Chi family's relationships are mixed and much more complicated than others imagine. Ever since he was designated by his grandfather as the only future heir to the Chi family when he was only a teenager, he has become the target of public criticism, and there are countless people who want to kill him.

He had been burned, hit by a car, shot, kidnapped, and even his private plane lost engine control... He had no idea how many times he had experienced these kinds of dangerous situations.

But he never wanted to tell Mo Li about these dirty tricks.

Now, he no longer needs to take those defeated opponents seriously, and he doesn't need her to worry about him or be frightened for him.

He just wanted her to be safe and happy, and that was enough.