Chapter 12-How Many Bowls Can Be Mended

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Back home, Wang Weixi put down the groceries and put the strawberries in a plate after washing them. He then got out of the kitchen excitedly.

Glancing at Yi Duanfang sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, he sighed, speechless, and then went to the bedroom.

"Honey, I bought your favorite strawberry. Come and have a taste!" Wang Weixi placed the strawberries in front of Chen Kexin with delight and said.

Staring at those attractive strawberries, Chen Kexin clapped joyfully. She put her arms around Wang Weixi's waist and said, "Honey, you are so sweet!"

Wang Weixi touched her hair and said, "Okay, have a taste. I'll do the cooking. Duanfang is going to stay for the lunch today."

Chen Kexin raised her head, looking delightful. She said, "Elder brother Duanfang has come to pay us a visit? Where is he now?"

Wang Weixi felt blue. Every time he heard Chen Kexin sweetly calling "Elder brother Duanfang", his delicate heart was bleeding. "Darling, don't call Duanfang that any more. He's my younger brother. If you call him that, I'll become his younger brother, right?" Wang Weixi said patiently.

Chen Kexin said slowly, "I see." She picked a strawberry, put it in her mouth and then smiled with joy.

Wang Weixi looked reluctant. Well, his wife was three years younger than him, which made Yi Duanfang his wife's elder brother. "So be it. I'm going to do the cooking," Wang Weixi pinched her nose and said.

Chen Kexin loosened Wang Weixi's hand. She pinched his face with both hands and said with a chuckle, "I know!"

Wang Weixi patted her head and left.

Directly ignoring Yi Duanfang, who was drawling "I'm so thirsty!" Wang Weixi got into the kitchen and began to wash rice and vegetables, cook rice and make dishes.

Lying on the sofa, Yi Duanfang kept yelling, "Wang Weixi, you are such a shameless and bastard who put your wife before your friend! I misjudged you! I'm so thirsty!"

Wang Weixi was cutting the mutton. Finally, he couldn't bear it and directly came out with a knife, saying to Yi Duanfang lying on the sofa with his head leaning against the edge of it, "Can't you see that I'm busy with cooking? Get yourself some water, or you want me to serve you? You just come here for a free lunch!"

Squinting at the silvery knife in Wang Weixi's hand, Yi Duanfang scratched his head, turned around to sit on the sofa and said, "Fine, I'll get myself some water."

Wang Weixi returned to the kitchen with the knife and continued cooking.

Yi Duanfang walked to the water fountain. He asked confusedly, "Weixi, you just bought some mutton? You couldn't be such a cheapskate?"

Wang Weixi stopped cutting. Glancing at Yi Duanfang standing at the door of the kitchen with a glass of hot water in his hand, he ground his teeth with hatred and cursed, "I bought it for you, Okay?!" But he just rolled his eyes and continued cutting the mutton.

"I'm telling the truth, right? I just know that you are such a cheapskate, how is it possible..." Wang Weixi couldn't help interrupting Yi Duanfang demeaning him smugly, "There are some pork and chicken in the refrigerator. You don't need to worry about that."

Yi Duanfang suddenly understood, moved to say, "So you bought mutton for me?"

... Wang Weixi was speechless.

"I'm so moved! I know it's impossible that you would abandon me! Weixi, I love you so much!" Yi Duanfang reached out in an attempt to hold Wang Weixi in his arms. Unexpectedly Wang Weixi took a few steps backward, so Yi Duanfang's attempt was in vain. Yi Duanfang felt a little lost with a pout on his face, "Oh, why are you hiding from me? We used to do that a lot!"

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