"If Mufan Group didn't have you, how could it be possible to have the growth and glory it has today." Ye Fan comforted softly.

Qiu Mucheng shook her head: "No, Ye Fan, you don't need to comfort me."

"Mufan Group's achievements today are not based on me, but on your majesty."

"Anyone who is above my current position will do as well as I do."

"What's more, the existence of Mufan Group doesn't mean much to you. I know that you established Mufan Group for me."

"So, this is not my contribution to you at all."

"But Ye Fan, I really want to do something for you."

"I don't have Xu Lei's wrist, nor Ye Yuyan's ability. The only thing I can do is cook for you and give you a comfortable and tidy home."

"But now, I find that I can't even do the simplest things well."

As she spoke, tears flowed down from Qiu Mucheng's eyes.

He felt more and more that he was not a competent wife at all, let alone worthy of Ye Fan's excellence.

Seeing Qiu Mucheng's sad and remorseful expression, Ye Fan burst out laughing.

"You silly girl, it's the first time I've seen a woman shed tears because she didn't have a chance to do housework."

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, but in his heart, it was extremely sweet.

In today's society, materialistic desires are rampant, and people's hearts are not ancient.

Especially the reason for the proliferation of female boxing on the Internet, many women have long been lost in it.

Not to mention rushing to do housework like Qiu Mucheng, she is completely like an ancestor at home.

With a monthly salary of 3,000, I can't even support myself, but I frequently ask my future husband for a monthly salary of tens of thousands.

After marriage, ten fingers are not touched by the spring water, and what's more, they have the right to have a surname, require the garage to be hung under their own name, and are often warned about having children.

For these, Ye Fan just treats them as a joke.

In Ye Fan's view, when a woman makes these unreasonable demands, the marriage has already become a transaction, and life has become a torment.

True love should be selfless devotion and dedication to each other.

"Okay, okay, can you make breakfast tomorrow?"

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, walking up, gently hugged Qiu Mucheng into his arms, comforting in a low voice.

In my heart, at the same time, I felt more pity for this girl.

Of course Ye Fan knew that Qiu Mucheng just wanted to do something for herself. But it is absolutely impossible for any kind person to accept other people's contributions without any return.

Even between husband and wife, it is naturally the same.

"Hmph, that's what you said, don't steal it from me in the future."

"And, I promise, I won't sleep again tomorrow~"

Qiu Mucheng wrinkled her nose, her resentful words still had a nasal sound. There were still wet tears on her stunningly pretty face. JrNovels.com