Chapter 41: Don't Call Me Mrs
After a long time, Qiao Yue raised her head, got up from the floor numbly, walked to the closet, took her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Qiao Yue walked downstairs, she took three days off, and she was still resting at home today.
As soon as she arrived downstairs, she smelled the smell of food, she frowned suspiciously, thinking that she was hallucinating, and saw an Aunt Liu coming out of the kitchen with a soup cup in her hand.
Aunt Liu is a part-time worker who is responsible for cleaning the villa, she usually doesn't live here, she just comes to clean every day, but basically Qiao Yue and Su Mingyuan are not there when she comes.
Aunt Liu saw Qiao Yue coming down from upstairs, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Madam, you're awake." ”
After Qiao Yue moved in, she met Qiao Yue a few times and found that Qiao Yue's personality was very good, which is rare in this kind of big family, so Aunt Liu had a good impression of Qiao Yue, every time she met, she always called her wife long and her wife short, Qiao Yue corrected it a few times, but she still didn't change it.
"Aunt Liu, why are you here?" Qiao Yue asked.
Aunt Liu hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, that's the case, Mr. Qiao said that you are sick and resting at home, so let me come over and cook for you in the next two days." ”
Usually Qiao Yue eats in the company, and Su Mingyuan rarely comes back, so although she paid Aunt Liu's full-time salary, she didn't need to do anything else except cleaning.
Qiao Yue didn't speak, and nodded.
"Quick, I just stewed the tonic, madam, you eat it while it's hot." Aunt Liu opened the soup cup on the table, looked at Qiao Yue with a smile and said.
Qiao Yue looked at the delicate small ceramic soup cup placed on the table, nodded, and walked towards the table.
She pulled out a chair and sat down, and as soon as she picked up the spoon, she suddenly remembered something, turned her head and whispered to Aunt Liu: "Don't call me Mrs. in the future, just call me Qiao Yue." ”
Qiao Yue thought, she was just Su Mingyuan's woman for the time being, not her rightful wife, if Su Mingyuan heard Aunt Liu call her wife, she would definitely say that she was self-righteous and self-conscious.
Aunt Liu didn't understand a little, in the eyes of her generation, living together is husband and wife, besides, Su Mingyuan has no other women, in her opinion, Qiao Yue is Su Mingyuan's wife.
But although she didn't understand, Aunt Liu didn't ask much, she didn't understand the young man's affairs, she nodded, turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy.
The contents of the soup cup were similar to a clear gelatinous liquid, and Qiao Yue knew that it was bird's nest, so she picked up a spoon and scooped it up and put it in her mouth.
The taste was a little strange, Qiao Yue frowned, but she still ate spoonful after spoonful.
She knew that Su Mingyuan did all this, including asking Aunt Liu to cook for her, because she didn't want her to embarrass Wangqiao and didn't want to have a sick woman by her side.
Therefore, it is her obligation to eat these supplements, no matter how unpalatable they are, she has to swallow them, because her body is not her own, but Su Mingyuan's.
The next time, including weekends, Aunt Liu would appear in the villa on time to cook and stew supplements for Qiao Yue, Qiao Yue didn't say anything, just ate them all obediently.
Su Mingyuan still goes out early and returns late every day, even if the two meet, there is almost no communication, she has nothing to say to Su Mingyuan, and every time Su Mingyuan talks to her, she is either ridiculed or sneered, Qiao Yue feels that silence is the best way to get along between them.
On the third day, Qiao Yue already felt that her body had returned to normal, and she felt a little bored, so she went to the garden alone.