100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

She slept soundly later into the night and only woke up during noon time the next day. Mr. Kurt and Mrs. Kurt had already gone out.

Anthony checked her temperature and it had gone down a lot, but it was still higher than normal temperature. Although he had confessed yesterday and she had rejected him, but he seemed as if nothing had happened and treated her like he used to. Eleven could not say much and both of them treated as if nothing had happened last night.

She was tired and not very hungry, therefore she had no appetite to eat the lunch that Anthony prepared for her. She went back to sleep and only woke up in the afternoon.

Anthony was looking at the recipe in the living room and quickly asked Eleven to come over when she came out.

"Little Seven, what do you like to eat, I can make it for you." Anthony said. "You need to eat more to nourish your body especially since you are sick. You must be hungry now, what do you want to eat?"

Eleven saw that the recipe book belonged to Mrs. Kurt and they did not have the ingredients for some of the dishes.

"Do you want to eat grilled fish? There should be some fresh fish at the river." Anthony asked excitedly.

"Grilled fish?" Eleven thought about it and shook her head. "I can't eat spicy food."

"No that kind, I will catch it and just grill it." Anthony paused, and he looked like he was reminiscing about something. "Someone made it for me in the past and it was delicious, do you want to eat?"

"The river is frozen and it requires a lot of energy to catch the fish. Forget it."

"Is it difficult to catch?" Anthony was looked confused and Eleven rolled eyes at him. "Turns out you don't know how to catch a fish. A newbie like you will not be able to catch it, let's not go and catch a cold."

Anthony suddenly became silent and he looked regretful. Eleven flipped through the recipe book and asked. "Why is your expression like this?"

"It was winter last time and the rivers were all frozen, but someone still made grilled fish for me, therefore I always thought that it is easy." No wonder her hands were swelling and very cold. He touched her hand and felt that her hands were injured, but she simply said that it was normal for her hands to become like this during winter. He didn't know anything and enjoyed the food that she made without feeling guilty.

It was really…

Eleven suddenly paused her hand that was flipping the book and looked at him in astonishment. "Who?"

"Someone very important."

"Oh!" Eleven did not probe any further and her stomach was really not hungry. She saw from the weather forecast that there would be heavy snow for the next few days and it would only stop five days later. It seemed like she would have to stay here for a very long period.

There was nothing much to watch during this timing and Eleven was tired, but she could not fall asleep. She lied on the sofa and Anthony kept talking to her as he was afraid that she would be bored. The two of them stayed in the living room for a while before Anthony commanded Eleven to go and rest.

She could not fall asleep and therefore did not want to go and rest. The man who had been nice to her suddenly changed his face, as if it was a sin if she did not go and rest. Eleven felt a tingle in her heart.

"I'm hungry."

Anthony looked happy. "What do you want to eat, I can make them for you."

"Do you know how to cook?"

"I know if it is simple." Anthony said. He did not mind if it was difficult to make as long as she had the appetite to it. It was nonsense that a man would not go into the kitchen, it was only right to cook for his beloved woman.

"I want to eat dumplings. Do you know how to make it?"

"Dumplings?" Anthony paused.

Eleven said faintly, "forget about it if you don't know how to make it."

"No, I know how to cook it!" Anthony raised his head and looked confident.

Eleven raised her eyebrows and looked forward to it.

He went into the kitchen and there was a lot of flour as Mr. Kurt and Mrs. Kurt would usually eat noodles and Mrs. Kurt liked to make the noodles herself. Anthony recalled how dumplings looked like and looked at the bag of flour. He was in a difficult position.

The image of a dumpling and the flour was totally different. He had already promised her, but he didn't know how to do it, what should he do?

Eleven was reading the newspaper in the living room and looked up and saw Anthony staring at the bag of flour. She could not help but smiled. It seemed like he did not know how to do it and she walked over after admiring his expression.

"Anthony, do you know how to make it?"

Anthony's delicate features were all crumpled together and he looked dejected. He innocently stretched out his hands which were filled with flour. "It seems like… I don't."

"Don't make promises if you don't know." Eleven laughed. "Let me do it."

"No, you're sick." Anthony stopped her and Eleven roll eyes at him. She had a fever, but was not crippled and still had energy to make dumplings.

"Do you really want to eat dumplings?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, Little Seven, teach me in detail so that I can cook for you next time." Anthony said seriously and looked sincere.

Eleven knead the dough and said casually. "We don't know where we will be in the future, how are you going to make for me."

Anthony's eyes darkened and looked at her side-face solemnly. He remained quiet and he seemed to want to say something, but he managed to endure it and did not say anything. Instead, he asked her how to make the dough, how much water to put and how much strength to use.

The atmosphere was heart-warming as both of them were busy in the kitchen. Anthony knew how to cook but did not know how to make dumplings, so it was inevitable for him to be clumsy and covered the floor with flour. Eleven asked him to make the fillings and he could do it well.

They made two plates of dumplings; one was made by Eleven while one was made by Anthony. One plate looked delicate while the other looked… special. Anthony rebutted, "I can make it as pretty as yours after a few tries."

Eleven nodded, but she could not hide her smile.

Anthony felt unhappy and used his hand which was filled with flour to touch Eleven's face. Eleven did not manage to dodge in time and her face was filled with flour. She was so angry that she took the spatula and hit him.

After fooling around for a while, Eleven went out of the kitchen and went to rest on the sofa. The rest of it was left to Anthony to do.

Anthony cooked the dumplings and looked at her reading the newspaper. She seemed to be better and he felt more at ease. Suddenly, his phone rang…

"Little Seven, look after the stove for a while, I will go and answer a call."

"Sure!"

Eleven went into the kitchen and Anthony went into his own room. He saw the phone number and picked it up and said in a domineering tone. "What's the matter?"

"Big Boss, the road is cleared now and I'm calling to tell you that you can leave the mountain now if you want."

Anthony paused and looked out of the window. His blue eyes were deep like the sea and he kept quiet.

"Big Boss, Big Boss, are you still there…" The person on the other end did not get a reply and thought that the signal was bad, therefore he shouted a few times.

Anthony replied, "Block the road!"

"Are you serious Big Boss? Yesterday night you called to ask us to clear the road and now you are asking us to block it again? Big Boss, Big Boss, you can't play with us like this…" The person wailed. "Why, why, Big Boss, I didn't sleep for the whole and finally managed to clear the road and immediately called to inform you. Now you want me to block it… what world is this…"

Anthony put the phone a few centimetres away from his ears and only ordered after the person had stopped wailing. "Block the road, now!"

Eleven had a high fever yesterday night and it got serious later into the night. Her temperature had almost reached forty degrees and Anthony was worried. He knew that her body was special and was afraid that something might happen to her. Therefore, he called his subordinates at three a.m. in the night to clear the road as he wanted to bring her down the mountain to get a check-up at the hospital. But, her fever had subside and there was no big deal with her body and she only needed some rest. If so, she did not need to go to the hospital.

He missed this period of time and the snow needed a few more days before it stopped. He wanted to be with her during this period and not be disturbed by the outside world. He really yearned for this opportunity and would naturally not give up.

Once they went back to their own world, he was afraid that it would be… a meeting on the battlefield. There would not be such a heart-warming time together and he really did not want to give up.

"Big Boss, given how hard I've work, can you spare me and not torture me…."

"Shut up!" Anthony scolded. "Block the road immediately and do not clear it without my permission."

"Big Boss, what do you want to do? You have been there for so many days, could it be that there's an angel that came from heaven?"

"What has it got to do with you?"

"I'm tired if you don't come back…"

Anthony…

"Hey… Big Boss, the snow will stopped a few days later and there will be people clearing the road. You…"

"Block it, don't let them clear." Anthony said flatly. "You are in trouble when I get back if you can't do it."

"Big Boss, you're so ruthless!" The person paused before saying. "Big Boss, I have another thing to report, Miss Meng has been looking for you a lot these few days."

"Let her be."

"Also, she seems to be in contact with the Russia Agents. Big Boss, do you have any instructions?"

"Let her be."

"…"

"Is there anything else?"

"I want a salary increase."

Anthony, "…go ask Mo Jue for it."

"I don't dare!"

"That's your problem." Anthony sneered and thought for a while. "By the way, you find a way to block the road, but you need to clear it within two or three hours when I ask you to."

In order to prevent Eleven's sickness from happening again as her sickness always came unexpectedly. Always better to be safe than sorry.

"Big Boss, I have something serious to tell you."

"Please go ahead!"

"I want to resign!"

Anthony…