A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1231

"But now, I realize that I can't even do such simple things." Tears started to flow from Qiu Mu-Cheng's eyes as she spoke.

As time passed, she began to feel less and less like a good wife and felt that she wasn't good enough for Ye Fan.

But when Ye Fan saw how upset Qiu Mu-Cheng looked, he snorted out loud.

"You silly little girl. You've got to be the first woman I've seen who's actually cried because you didn't get the chance to do housework," laughed Ye Fan as he shook his head. But he felt such sweetness in his heart.

The society had become materialistic, and many women were blindly fighting for their rights online. There was no way they were going to fight to do the chores, and they had become princesses in their own houses. They could barely feed themselves with $3,000 a month, but they insisted that their future husbands earned a five-digit sum. They refused to cook or clean after getting married, and some insisted on keeping their maiden names.

Some wanted the car and house under their name and even used childbirth as a threat.

But Ye Fan just treated all this as a joke. To him, when women made such unreasonable requests, it made marriage a business transaction and made life a chore. Real love should have been unselfish giving and contribution to each other.

"Alright now, I'll let you make breakfast tomorrow, ok?” Ye Fan consoled her quietly after walking over and pulling her gently into his arms.

He felt more and more love for this woman in his embrace.

He knew that Qiu Mu-Cheng wanted so much to do something for him. Nobody with a kind heart would allow themselves to just keep receiving goodwill without wanting to return it. Even husband and wife worked this way.

"That's what you said. Don't fight with me for it next time. Also, I promise I won't oversleep tomorrow." Qiu Mu-Cheng wrinkled her nose and her grumbling voice sounded a little nasal. There were also tearstains on her pretty little face.

She looked so cute that Ye Fan couldn't help but scratch her little nose gently.

After Ye Fan had consoled her, Qiu Mu-Cheng finally sat down to eat breakfast.

Once she finished breakfast, Ye Fan drove her to work personally.

Of course, Ye Fan could have hired someone else to do all this work, and there was no need for him to do housework either.

But Ye Fan wanted to do all this personally because he knew that he didn't have much time left to spend with Qiu Mu-Cheng.

So he especially cherished the time they spent together.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan came back from sending his wife to work.

But when he returned to the bungalow, he was surprised to find a man standing outside.

He was dressed in white with a stern and authoritative look in his eyes.

There was a smile on his face as he stood in front of the gate with his hands behind his back.

He looked as stylish and imposing as a formidable swordsman in ancient times.

"Ye Fan, I'm here to ask you exactly what happened. I heard that some days back, you wreaked havoc in the Jiangbei military camp. Your Green Dragon Force massacred a few special troops, while three chief military instructors were thrashed by you, and now one is severely injured, one is dead and one is in a coma.

The military has never faced such a bloodbath before."

"After this incident, the top brass of the military reported this directly to War God Castle. The two things that the martial arts circle in this country avoids at all costs is to bully someone weaker than we are, and massacring large numbers of people. Your deeds have almost crossed the line, so there are people within War God Castle who want to punish you for doing these things," said Ye Qing-Tian in a low and stern voice.

It was clear that Ye Qing-Tian felt that Ye Fan had gone overboard as well.

But Ye Fan remained calm.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, then smiled calmly, "Is that so? If someone wants to punish me, he can come here if he likes. Tell him I'll be waiting right here. If he's capable enough, he can go ahead and chop my head off.”

"You..." Ye Qing-Tian glared angrily at Ye Fan at these words.

But he eventually laughed helplessly. “Your temper is really terrible. I just knew that you'd never admit to being in the wrong. But Ye Fan, I'd advise you to keep it down. If you continue being so arrogant and insistent on your own ways, you will end up offending a lot of people in the future.”

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Admit to being in the wrong? I didn't do anything wrong, so what am I supposed to admit to? Those people were the ones who provoked me first. It's their fault for overestimating themselves. The training of martial arts is to equip one with the strength to both help and punish swiftly. If one has all this strength but still gets bullied all the time, then what's the point in having this strength?"

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