Guide To Reign My Tycoon Husbands - Chapter 392

Chapter 392: An angry husband (2)
The next morning, Feng Ziqi woke up feeling quite refreshed. Because he stayed awake to serve his wife, he used to sleep quite late. But last night he slept on time and recovered the sleep and rest that he had lost. So how could he not feel better?

He arched his arms over his shoulder and looked around the bedroom before getting down from the bed and kissing his son on the forehead.

Feng Ziqi then picked up the shawl that was lying on the bed and carefully draped it around his shoulders before heading out of his son’s room. However, as soon as he came to a stop at the bottom of the stairs, he saw his wife standing in the middle of the living hall, towering with rage.

Feng Ziqi calmly glanced at her before greeting her politely, “Good morning.”

“Good morning?” Madam Song repeated his greeting through gritted teeth and picked up the pillow that she had used at night to sleep on the couch and threw it at Feng Ziqi, who dodged it. “Good morning? Have you lost your dumb mind, Feng Ziqi? Did you forget that I have a weak stomach and cannot go hungry last night? Why did you not cook anything for me? Do you know how painful the cramps were? I nearly passed out from the pain!”

Last night was one of the worst nights of her life. After she married Feng Ziqi, she had never gone hungry; her husband had cared for her meals much more seriously than her daddy and her mother. Thus, she had completely forgotten how it felt to sleep on an empty stomach.

Thus, the pain that she suffered from last night was even worse than it usually was because she had forgotten how painful the pain truly was!

Feng Ziqi sneered and said, “What? That little lover of yours can’t cook for you? Do you think that I am your servant, my dear wife? That even if you spend your holidays and your free time with your little lover, I will still cook for you? I am telling you that I am neither your servant nor your nanny. I am your husband and if you cannot fulfil the duties as the mother of my child, then you can forget about me fulfiling my duties as your husband!”

“Yesterday there was a sports festival at your son’s school and you promised that you would definitely attend it and what did you do? You forgot!”

Madam Song, who was about to question Feng Ziqi like he had committed a grave sin, felt all the anger in her body deflate. She suddenly realised that she had indeed forgotten about the sports festival.

“That’s because he was not feeling well—”

“Oh, so just because the mer who hadn’t even stepped past the threshold and hadn’t married you was not feeling well, you decided to ignore the important event of your son’s life?” Feng Ziqi scoffed. “Then I wasn’t feeling well either; I was upset because of what happened and had no desire to cook. So what are you upset about?”

“If your little lover can coincidentally fall sick on the very day you were supposed to give time to your family, then so can I.”

Madam Song was speechless; she looked at her husband and parted her lips to refute but she realised that she couldn’t find any words. She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead before saying to her husband, “Alright, alright. I am sorry. Now can you cook something for me?”

Madam Song’s stomach was not good and she could only eat home-cooked meals and because of this, Feng Ziqi especially learnt to cook.

His cooking could now surpass many of the five-star chefs.

“No.”

“No?”

Madam Song raised her head and questioned angrily, “What do you mean by no?”

“No means no,” Feng Ziqi replied with a sneer as he opened the newspaper and stated, “You have been spending money and time with that little lover of yours. All he does is enjoy your hard-earned money and affection before sending you back home and I have to cook and clean after you.”

“Why? Are you spending your money on me? No, right. I and Ruerue are surviving on the budget money that you had set for us. What kind of fairness is this? He enjoys life with your money and I slave after you? I am not going to cook or clean after you anymore. I did it for six months while he enjoyed life; now it’s his turn.”

“Go and ask him to take care of your meals, clothes, and everything else; don’t bother me.”

Madam Song was even more speechless when she heard the words of her husband; she wanted to ask Feng Ziqi to stop fooling around but just as she opened her mouth to speak, she heard her husband say,

“Don’t even ask me to stop fooling around.”

Madam Song closed her mouth because she was surprised by the momentum of her husband. She raised her head and looked at Feng Ziqi. She then heard him say, “If he is taking a chunk of the money that belongs to me and my son then obviously he will have to take a share of the responsibility.”

As he spoke he walked over to the small cabinet and pulled out a suitcase.

“Feng Ziqi, do you really have to go this far? Even if I am with someone, you shouldn’t get angry and leave for your maternal house. After all, as a woman I am allowed to marry three husbands. And even if I marry someone else, you will still be my official husband. Do you need to be this petty?”

“You are right,” Feng Ziqi smiled. “As your official husband, I need to be generous. How can I be petty and go to my maternal home?”

Madam Song heaved a sigh of relief, but then —

“Which is why I will be generous and send you to your little lover,” he thrust the bag in the hands of his wife and sneered coldly, “Now you can go and live with him for the next six months. Once you are done, you can come back.”

After he finished speaking, he kicked his wife out of the house.

Madam Song: “…”