My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran was hungry after hiding for a while. Although she was so embarrassed, she still had to eat.

After getting down from the hammock, Cheng Anran went to the house. Tang Yiyu also rested alone for a while and watched a movie comfortably on the sofa.

Cheng Anran almost subconsciously raised her hand to cover her chest when she saw him looking at her.

After closing her hair, she endured embarrassment and tried to forget what had happened before. She said, "it's time to cook dinner. How do we do it? Each of us?"

Tang Yiyu has been thinking about this for a long time.

The bowl of noodles Tang Yifeng ate before made him resent it. Now he decided to make a bold attempt.

"One day a person, can you work hard today?" Tang Yiyu gently opened his thin lips and assigned the work.

Cheng Anran was stunned: "can you eat what I cook? No, you can cook?"

Cheng Anran didn't make complaints about it.

First of all, the identity of this person doesn't look like he can cook. Second, does this person forget that he is ill?

On the beach, she didn't think too much when he said that the meal should be made by herself. Now she should ask clearly at that time. It's only because she wanted to go elsewhere and didn't think about it carefully.

Tang Yiyu calmly answered her questions: "I can cook rice. When I'm younger, I cook by myself. As for you, you can wear gloves. I want to try and see if it's OK. If not, I'll make it myself, OK?"

Cheng Anran nodded. There's nothing wrong.

But she was surprised that he was willing to try. Why were people who were so resistant to treatment willing to try to eat their own meals.

With his careful mind, is he going to lay out something for the future? Cheng Anran couldn't figure it out, so she just gave it up.

Just until she went to the kitchen, in a completely quiet environment, Cheng Anran suddenly remembered a message from Tang Yiyu's words.

For a time, my heart was mixed, especially not taste.

He said he cooked by himself when he was younger. When was that? How young?

She knew from Xu Qingyun that Xu Qingyun married Tang Yiyu after her mother died. Xu Qingyun's original words were: Tang Yiyu probably thought it was her third party, so she refused to live with her. She would vomit after eating her meal, and then asked herself to live.

This annoyed Tang Yiyu's father, and Tang Yiyu's father probably blamed Tang Yiyu for his mother's death. He let him live alone and gave him a nanny.

Nanny

The nanny at that time could not be the male nanny specially selected for him.

At that time, they probably didn't know he had misogyny. Don't mention that time. Up to now, from her contact with the Tang family, she only knows that they think Tang Yiyu has a habit of cleanliness, and no one knows that he has misogyny.

Cheng Anran covers his chest and suddenly feels distressed and has trouble breathing.

Probably since he lived by himself, he had never used a nanny at all. He cooked by himself. He can't order takeout yet. He can't let takeout be delivered to him, because he's not sure if a woman has touched it.

When she first got sick, the situation must be more serious than now. She can't imagine how little Tang Yiyu survived.

He kept it from everyone. He refused to say anything and bore everything silently.

At that time, he was a child.

Cheng Anran's eyes are wet. As a person who has also carried her miserable childhood, Cheng Anran knows that the world doesn't understand her. She can only feel helpless and go down.

Cheng Anran didn't dare to think about it any more. She always felt that if she thought about it again, she would have to burst into tears tonight.

She took a quick deep breath and put on her disposable gloves. She decided to cook a big meal tonight. Even if Tang Yiyu didn't eat the last bite, she was willing.

She didn't know whether the nanny at that time tried to cook for him or thought he was a troublesome young master.

She just guessed that with Tang Yiyu's intelligence, she must have reached some agreement with the nanny to let the nanny pretend to cook for him.

A nanny won't have trouble with money, so he should acquiesce in this matter, so he didn't let his family know that he didn't care and no one cooked for him.

If it is her, if it is her, even if she is hated and disgusted, she will try hard. Like wearing gloves like this.

But that's impossible.

When Tang Yiyu was a child, he didn't meet the man who was willing to cook for him even if he didn't eat.

Cheng Anran didn't meet the person who told her you were not redundant.

Two people are in the lonely journey of their lives. They walk all the way and resist all the way. They have no warmth and understanding. They are more like people drinking water and know their own temperature and warmth.

Fortunately, life is long and there are too many people and things to meet.

When she met him, he said: my family will be your family in the future.

He met her and she thought: even if you don't eat, I'll be happy to make it for you.

Tang Yiyu couldn't sit still in the living room. After waiting for almost an hour, Cheng Anran's meal came late.

He sat there and smelled the fragrance for a long time. Putting aside his misogyny, judging from the aroma alone, Tang Yiyu had a strong appetite.

He hasn't tasted hunger for a long time.

Because of his illness, he never eats at dinner outside. He doesn't feel anything if he doesn't eat one or two meals. He's used to it.

But I don't know what's wrong with my stomach today. Maybe I'm tired by flying. Maybe I'm too relaxed here. I'm very honest. Anyway, Tang Yiyu is really hungry.

When Cheng Anran called him over, he had a faint impulse to eat a cow.

Cheng Anran brought things up with gloves and said with bright eyes, "I wear gloves all the way. There is no chef's suit here. Otherwise, I wear masks and hats. That's all-round guarantee."

Tang Yiyu looked at the dishes on the table and paused for a moment. His heart was blocked by something. His voice was a little light: "how can I do so much? I may not be able to eat."

Cheng Anran said with a smile, "it's all right. I'd like to cook. If you can eat, I'll often cook in the future. If you can't eat..." she raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him. There was light in her eyes: "I can't do it this time. Try again next time. Anyway, when the dishes are ready, they'll be put on the table."

Tang Yiyu's heart was pinched not light but not heavy. It was not particularly painful, but sour.

He suddenly thought, many years ago, when he was very young, if the nanny did the same, would he be able to eat.

But what happened at that time has been gone for so long. Who can tell.

Just in his sight, he saw Cheng Anran's red hand under the disposable gloves and frowned: "what's the matter with your hand? Is it hurt?"

Cheng Anran quickly hid his hand behind his back: "internal injury, don't think about it. I'll wash my hands."

Tang Yiyu frowned more fiercely, and took a few steps forward and grabbed her wrist.