100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Mo Jue was busy at noon. He watched the time and prepared his specialty dishes an hour late deliberately so that he wouldn't disturb Ye Wei, who was upstairs. He was not a picky eater and his cooking skills were only at a decent level. The food he made was not very delicious, but they were not hard to eat. He liked Eastern food more than Western dishes, but he had only learned how to cook a few home-cooked meals.

They were on a small island near the sea and seafood was abundant. After Ye Wei had criticized the breakfast he had made that morning, he suddenly realized that he had been cooking the same food for her these past few days. No wonder she would be sick of it. Hence, before breakfast, he had asked someone to send over some fish and two catties of lobster. Mo Jue began to make sashimi, which was a very complicated procedure. He was not very good at it and had lost his patience to slice the fish several times. He chopped the fish head into small pieces angrily.

He had finally finished chopping up two big grass carps. He chopped the knife on the chopping board and scolded himself for being stupid. Why was he finding trouble for himself? He hadn't really cooked for many years. Ever since he drove people away, Mo Jue had to do everything himself and this made him very distressed.

It was almost two o'clock at noon after he had prepared the side dishes and sauces. He raised his eyebrows and there was no movement upstairs. When he left the study room, Ye Wei was still sitting on the windowsill, looking at the scenery while listening to the pretty women singing outside. She didn't like it to be too quiet as she would feel lonely if it was. Mo Jue considered whether to send a notice and tell those people to stay at home for a few days so that Ye Wei would be more dependent on him.

As he prepared sushi, he thought about this problem and gradually felt that it was feasible. He was merely changing the way to let Ye Wei come to him herself, with all means, at all costs. He could do anything stupid to achieve his goal. Anyway, no matter what he did on the island, no one would dare to laugh, unless that person didn't want to live.

He hadn't cooked Japanese food for many years, so his skills were already rusty. He was a little clumsy and took a lot of time. The whole kitchen was in a mess. Mo Jue looked at the mess calmly. Did he really have nothing else better to do? Even if he had put in all his efforts, she wouldn't understand it or be happy.

Why should he waste his efforts then!

Thinking of Ye Wei's defensive behavior, Mo Jue felt uncomfortable and stopped. 'What time is it? Did she eat the stone? Why is she not hungry yet?' Even he had felt hungry. Perhaps she did not want to see him?

Mo Jue speculated Ye Wei's mind but finally succumbed to the persistence in his heart and started to make sushi again. He was expressionless, soulless, and calm, as if he was doing something normal.

Occasionally, unconsciously or intentionally, he looked upstairs. How he wished Ye Wei would come to him on her own.

Different from the thoughtful service of the past few days, he had planned to change his strategy. He was no longer attentive to her and it was the best for him to be neither friendly nor aloof. It was something that he had realized after a few days of interacting with Ye Wei.

He couldn't be too close to her, or he would be hurt by her. He didn't want to be hurt, but he couldn't reject her, or she would be hurt. His occasional mood swings were severe and they were due to her not giving the response he wanted. He was worried, flustered, and even lost his temper.

So, the best way to get along was to be neither friendly nor aloof. It was the best that he could do at that stage. How nice would it be if she could trust him and open up to him.

At two-thirty, Ye Wei probed and looked at the quiet corridor. It was empty. She couldn't help opening the opposite door of the guest room. It didn't look like someone had lived in it before as it was empty, clean, and had no evidence of humans living in it. She shook her head and opened the door of the room next to it. It was also a guest room, but there was a windbreaker on the hanger, and the bed was a little wrinkled. The layout of the room was similar to that of the main bedroom. The color scheme of the room was made up of three classic colors—black, white, and gray, which was simple and weirdly harmonious.

It turned out that he was living there, just right beside her. Why didn't she hear anything? Ye Wei raised her eyebrow doubtfully and then moved forward. The doorknob couldn't be turned and the room was locked. There was a speaker identification device and a password lock on the door. Ye Wei entered a few passwords at will, and the screen showed that the password was wrong. She sneered. 'Is this the study room?' Although she had lost her memory, her experience and intuition told her that there was a secret in there.

"What am I thinking about?" Ye Wei knocked on her head. Why was she nervous? What did it have to do with her even if he had any secrets? She hadn't even figured out what their relationship was.

There was no denying that she would like to know about the relationship between them. Why did he give up the master bedroom to live in for her? He had been super caring to her a few days ago but had totally become a changed person today. She was pretty sure that she didn't offend him.

Ye Wei looked at the speaker identification device and password lock carefully while touching it with her slender fingers. "These things look so familiar!"

She must have encountered them before. What exactly was her job in the past?

Only Mo Jue could give her the answer. She stepped down the stairs carefully and smelled wasabi. The unique smell made Ye Wei's stomach grumble and she rushed to the dining table immediately to see a plate of delicately made sashimi with sauce beside it. It was green, white, red, tender, colorful, and had a nice smell.

Ye Wei cheered, grabbed a piece of sashimi with her hand in an uncivilized manner, and sent it to her mouth after dipping it in the sauce. She liked Japanese food a lot. Although the sashimi was not evenly cut and the sauce didn't taste authentic, she thought that the food was delicious and couldn't help but taste a few more. Mo Jue tapped the hand that she was going to grab the sashimi with and said calmly, "Wash your hands!"

She looked at her hand. "Wash hands? My hands are cleaner than yours."

Although she said that, she still went to wash her hands obediently. This time, she was more civilized. She didn't use her bare hands to grab the food but waited for Mo Jue to deliver the food to her. Other than sashimi, he also prepared fish head soup and a plate of steamed lobster. The atmosphere was overflowing with the fragrance of food.

The food smelled nice and Ye Wei didn't care about table manners anymore. She grabbed a lobster and peeled the shell off, enjoying it thoroughly. Mo Jue's expression changed from gloomy to bright. He felt that his hard work had paid off.

"I didn't expect that you were this good at cooking." Ye Wei did not forget to compliment him while eating, but she thought that it was polite to do so. After all, he had put in effort and worked hard to make her lunch. She had thought that she could eat anything if she was hungry, and it had nothing to do with the food itself.

"Do you like it?"

"Well, it's good. It's delicious." Ye Wei had gobbled up the second lobster in a twinkling of an eye before she laid her hands on the sushi. Mo Jue shook his head. Ye Wei had always been mindful of table manners, but it seemed like it was all gone along with her memory.

"Why don't you eat?" Ye Wei didn't forget about him although she was eating happily. She felt uneasy being looked at when she was eating. Would he be full just by looking at her?

Mo Jue didn't say anything and ate sushi with the sashimi in silence. Ye Wei saw that he kept quiet and thought that he was a quirky person. Being silent wasn't really golden. He wouldn't die just by talking. Any enthusiasm would have died down and the atmosphere would turn cold.

When she was almost full, Ye Wei then stopped eating contentedly. Looking at how Mo Jue was having a slow and elegant meal, she couldn't help laughing. "Hey, you're so slow. There wouldn't be any food left for you if I was extremely hungry."

Mo Jue looked up, stared at her, and continued to eat elegantly.

Ye Wei opened the refrigerator in the kitchen to get some juice, but she accidentally found a small wine cabinet. She was so elated that she took a bottle of red wine and two glasses at will.

She poured the wine and returned to the dining table. She passed the glass of wine to Mo Jue and poured another glass for herself. Mo Jue happened to be peeling the shell of the lobster and his eyes sank upon the sight of the red wine. Because of his health, Mo Ye had confiscated the big wine cabinet in the mansion and left him a few bottles in the kitchen. Mo Ye would have a glass or two occasionally. Wine was something rare in the mansion.

As soon as he saw the wine, he was reminded about the time when he was hit by a bottle and the seven days of memories that he had lost. Mo Jue's expression turned serious.

Ye Wei took a sip and said calmly, "Snow villa, Chile, year 1934."

Mo Jue's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Ye Wei dangerously. What was she reminded of? How could she tell the place and year of origin of the red wine just by tasting it?

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Ye Wei took another sip and tasted it slowly. It was rare to see such an antique red wine. It tasted mellow and she liked it very much. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Jue. "Aren't you drinking?"

"I don't drink!" Mo Jue said coldly.

"If you don't drink, why do you have such valuable wine at home?"

Mo Jue's eyebrows were getting tighter and he looked at Ye Wei deeply. He even clenched his hand into a fist and asked, "How did you know the place and year of origin of the red wine? How did you know that it was valuable?"

Ye Wei didn't seem to understand why he asked. Ye Wei was more confused than him. Instead, she asked, "Isn't this common sense?"

Mo Jue's expression turned dark. Common sense? No one in the street could judge the place and year of origin of a kind of red wine so quickly. What kind of common sense was that? Ye Wei's expression didn't look like she was lying. Was it really her instincts?

He wasn't a drinker and he definitely could not guess the place and year of origin of the wine just by tasting it. But he didn't need to read to confirm it as Ye Wei was so firm and Mo Ye had once said that those are all famous wines. He knew that Ye Wei was accurate. The only explanation was that she had been trained in this field, so she could respond so quickly.

Mo Jue didn't say anything anymore and continued eating with his head down. He was not in a good mood. Ye Wei drank while watching him eat. She found that his way of eating was really elegant.

When he was almost done, Ye Wei got right to the point and asked, "Don't beat around the bush. What's the relationship between us?"

"We are husband and wife!" Mo Jue said without blushing and looked up calmly. Unlike Ye Wei, he looked so relaxed. Ye Wei felt as if a tornado had just gone past her.

Husband and wife? She never thought that they would be husband and wife. She had thought that they were lovers at most, but husband and wife?

'It's impossible!'

Although she wouldn't deny that Mo Jue was extremely eminent and beautiful, he didn't look like her type. However, there was no other explanation as to why she didn't feel any discomfort when he kissed her.

Ye Wei was a little confused.

Mo Jue smiled and continued eating with his head down.

"Impossible!" Ye Wei quickly denied after being confused for a while. Her beautiful big eyes looked straight at Mo Jue, "You lied!"

Mo Jue looked indifferent. "Tell me what was I lying about? Why can't we be husband and wife?"

He knew that Ye Wei wouldn't believe it, but he didn't expect her to deny it so fast. It was infuriating. How he wished he could tear the calmness and firmness on her face.

Ye Wei was not afraid of him either. "I woke up and you sent me new clothes again. There were only your clothes in the wardrobe and the design of the room is totally your style and not mine. If we are married, why is it that there is not even a picture of me in the room?"

Mo Jue was impressed by Ye Wei's carefulness. He said calmly, "This is not our home and we do not live here. We are only here on this island for a while. You can consider this as a tour. Since you are here for the first time, it's natural that there are no clothes and photos of you."

Ye Wei frowned doubtfully. She tried to spot a flaw in his face, but she couldn't. Even if he explained it like this, she didn't believe him. How could they be husband and wife? She didn't like the sharp and threatening vibe of Mo Jue.

How was it possible that they were married? Ye Wei was really confused. She didn't believe it at all. What kind of husband and wife were they? In the days when she was at a loss, he didn't even say a word to her. Even if she was afraid, he should have comforted her, right?

She had almost misunderstood that they were enemies.

Mo Jue seemed to realize that she didn't trust him. He stood up and went over to her step by step. Ye Wei avoided his eyes a little as his gaze was too much to handle. She could fall in love with just one look. She couldn't think straight and could only be controlled by him.

It was a pair of magical eyes. She couldn't tell if his feelings were real or fake, especially when he showed a subtle affection.

Mo Jue pulled a chair over to sit next to her, took out his wallet, opened it, and gave it to Ye Wei. Ye Wei looked at him and reached out to take it. There was a picture in the wallet, which was…

Their… wedding photo?

Ye Wei's eyes widened in shock. In the photo, she was dressed in a white gown. Behind her were clear lake water, blue sky, white clouds, and grass. The environment was elegant while her facial features were charming and beautiful. At that moment, her smile was genuine and full of happiness. He was hugging her from behind with an expressionless face, but those purple eyes were more beautiful than before and they seemed to be covered with a layer of light. His gaze was deep and full of affection.

She was stunned…