Refusing the Rich: The Young Master's Escaping Bride-Chapter 27 You Will Gradually Get Used to It 1

Nangong Yaoling took a deep breath, then decisively grabbed Xia Xiaonuan’s hand and kissed it: "Wifey, your eloquence is getting better and better."

"Thank you." Xia Xiaonuan wanted to pull her hand back, but Nangong Yaoling’s grip was very strong. She struggled a few times, but in the end, he simply pulled her into his arms.

The overwhelming masculine presence and the faint scent of tobacco from him enveloped her, and she hated this feeling.

She glared at him angrily, but he didn’t get mad. Instead, he smiled teasingly and said, "Wifey, do you think we should celebrate properly when we get back tonight?"

Xia Xiaonuan understood the underlying meaning of his words. Now that she was already a married woman, didn’t that mean she had to endure his torment tonight? She bit her lip in distress, stubbornly glaring at him and rolling her eyes fiercely.

There was no way to break free, so she had no choice but to let him hold her.

With the driver and Yun present, she didn’t dare to react too drastically. If people noticed that she wasn’t the Xia Xiaonuan of the past, that would be bad. Moreover, he was, after all, her husband. It seemed that she would have to take it one step at a time.

Nangong Yaoling was very satisfied with her response. He even lowered his head and kissed her forehead, like coaxing a puppy, and said contentedly, "That’s right, be good."

Xia Xiaonuan: ...

The car stopped in front of a standalone villa—a three-story European-style building, with an elegant and refreshing design. Xia Xiaonuan secretly complained about how good it is to be rich.

As soon as the car stopped, security guards came forward to open the door for them respectfully, addressing them as young master and young mistress.

Xia Xiaonuan looked at the unfamiliar surroundings. The people here seemed very familiar with her, but she didn’t recognize anyone.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, she saw a large group of servants, male and female, standing in two rows on both sides of the path. As they walked past, the servants uniformly greeted them,

"Good day, young master, young mistress... Congratulations on your recovery and release from the hospital, young mistress!"

Xia Xiaonuan was startled, and her face turned black as she processed the situation.

She turned her head speechlessly and glanced at Nangong Yaoling. Wasn’t this just coming home? It felt like an ancient emperor’s consort returning to the palace. But Nangong Yaoling seemed completely unfazed, as if he was used to this.

He even reached out to touch her hair: "Xiaonuan, you’ll get used to it slowly."

Get used to my ass!

Xia Xiaonuan dodged his hand, rolled her eyes at him, and hurried inside.

As soon as she entered the house, a faint fragrance of food wafted over. It smelled like braised ribs and fish.

She vaguely saw a semi-open dining room in the distance, with a long table inside. The table was filled with dishes, and a servant was coming out of the kitchen with a steaming plate.

These past few days in the hospital, although Yun brought her meals, the doctor required her to eat bland food. Coupled with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital every day, her appetite had decreased.

Now, suddenly seeing so many delicious foods, her eyes lit up.

Nangong Yaoling watched her with amusement as she looked like a little glutton.

"I had them prepare a table full of your favorite dishes," he said, deliberately watching her reaction.

If she truly had amnesia, she wouldn’t be interested in her former favorite foods, right?

Xia Xiaonuan really wanted to eat. She hadn’t eaten anything in the morning, and her stomach started growling at the smell. But after hearing Nangong Yaoling’s words, she couldn’t help but furrow her brow, subtly lift her chin, and put on a disdainful expression.