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Chapter 827 The Angry Qiu Mucheng

When Ye Fan came home, Han Li and his wife had already fallen asleep.

These two people don't have much to do on weekdays. Apart from playing mahjong and dancing in the square, they go to bed early and get up early. They are quite good at keeping in good health.

The lights in the living room had already been turned off, and only the lights in Qiu Mucheng's boudoir were still flickering.

Ye Fan did not bother her, but turned on the light in the living room and prepared to clear the dishes.

After all, Ye Fan has always been taking care of the housework, while Qiu Mucheng is busy at work. As for Han Li and his wife, they have always been in charge. Ever since Ye Fan came to their Qiu family, Han Li and the two have never had a hand in any housework.

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But what surprised Ye Fan today was that all the dishes and chopsticks had been cleared away, and the dining table was empty and wiped extremely neatly.

Just when Ye Fan was surprised, Qiu Mucheng's cold voice came out from the room: "Don't look at it, I've already taken care of it."

The faint voice made it impossible for Ye Fan to hear any emotion.

Ye Fan suddenly panicked.

I was thinking that Qiu Mucheng wouldn't do it because of Xu Lei's matter, were I overthinking it?

So Ye Fan hurried over, chuckled, and said to Qiu Mucheng: "Honey, I know that you still feel sorry for me."

"I know your husband is too busy doing housework, so you want to help me share the burden."

"If you have such a wife, what else can a husband ask for?"

Seeing Ye Fan start to praise Qiu Mucheng again, Qiu Mucheng immediately glared at him angrily: "Stop being so sentimental here."

"I'm afraid that if another guest comes, I will be embarrassed if I see that the dishes and chopsticks have not been washed!"

Qiu Mucheng said stiffly, and then asked: "Where is Miss Lin? Are you sending her away?"

"Well, I'll send you off." Ye Fan nodded, and then looked at Qiu Mucheng, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Qiu Mucheng naturally saw Ye Fan's expression. Before Ye Fan could speak, Qiu Mucheng asked first: "Are you going to tell me that you are going to Yanjing to attend Mr. Xu's wedding."

His thoughts were seen, and Ye Fan suddenly smiled guiltily: "Sure enough, my wife understands me best."

"But Mucheng, actually I don't want to go."

"After all, we don't know Mr. Xu very well. We are neither relatives nor friends. It's not worth traveling so far to attend her wedding and spending so much money."

"But if Mucheng wants to go to Yanjing and get to know more important people, I can still go with you reluctantly."

Ye Fan chuckled.

But Qiu Mucheng rolled her eyes, looked at the man in front of her with contempt, and sneered: "Okay, stop fooling people with your sweet talk."

"Since Mr. Xu has sent the invitation, you can go."

"Mr. Xu is our noble person after all. He is very kind to both of us. He has a noble status, but he still has not forgotten us. He has sent invitations from thousands of miles away. If we don't give him face, it would be a bit unkind.

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"I've packed everything for you. When the time comes, you can go there by yourself. I can't live without the company, so it's up to you to bring my blessings to Mr. Xu."

"Also, I also put some money and a bank card in your wallet. When you go out, you have to spend the money you should spend. Just don't spend it randomly."

"It's not easy for your wife to make money either."

As Qiu Mucheng spoke, she was folding clothes on the bed.

When he first came in, Ye Fan thought Qiu Mucheng was arranging his clothes. Only now did he notice that Qiu Mucheng was folding his clothes again.
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