Flash Marriage: The Domineering Wife Chapter 65 – Cheesy.

Wang Lu had never felt so desperate in his life. He felt like he was going crazy. It was already twelve in the afternoon, and he didn’t feel like eating. He had only drunk coffee since 5 am this morning.

His thoughts were reeling about the whereabouts of Feng Mei. He leaned his back on his chair and started massaging his temples.

He stood up and paced back and forth, raking his hair with his finger and momentarily pulling it in frustration. The moment he came home last night, he had investigated the mysterious woman who looked like his ex-wife, but the information he found was futile. There was no link between the aloof woman and his wife.

‘Did she have a twin sister he didn’t know about?’ Wang Lu thought as he clucked his tongue, exasperated.

All these years, he had never thought about finding her because he assumed she was living with Leng Shao abroad, but the investigation he did last night shows that Leng Shao was alone in the states, and Feng Mei never met him after he threw her out.

‘So, where was she?’ it’s like she had disappeared from the surface of the earth. His special forces in the dark couldn’t even find her. Wang Lu was freaking out. Even though he hated her for cheating on her with his best friend, he didn’t want any terrible thing to happen to her.

He remembers swearing on her parents’ grave to protect her. After seeing that woman who looked like Feng Mei in another man’s arms, he realized he has never stopped loving her. He wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if something bad happened to her. Unbeknownst to Wang Lu, it was already too late. The damage had already been done.

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Yan Mei woke up a few hours later; she stretched and furrowed her brows when she didn’t find Lei Zhao beside her. She got up and walked towards the bathroom to freshen up.

Once she was done, she put on a comfy pant and t-shirt and ran barefooted downstairs.

Her brows knitted together in a scowl when she didn’t see Lei Zhao in the living room. She sighed in disappointment.

Just as she was about to go back to the room, the smell of food drifted into her nose. Her stomach rumbled, and she made her way to the kitchen.

The moment she reached the kitchen, she saw Lei Zhao wearing an apron. His brows were scrunched up in a scowl as he stirred something. Yan Mei’s eyes flashed with a smile; he looked so divine that she couldn’t seem to take her eyes from him.

“Are you done staring at your handsome husband?” Lei Zhao’s scowl morphed into a slight smile as he turned to look at her and strode firmly towards her.

He picked her up; she wrapped her legs around his waist and her hands around his neck, giggling.

Lei Zhao grinned roguishly, “I missed you.” He murmured against her lips. Yan Mei felt her heartbeat rapidly.

“We just saw each other this morning, and I was just sleeping.” She said, and he let out a soft chuckle.

“I know, but I really do. I felt lonely waiting for you to wake up.” He purred, giving her a lopsided grin, causing her heart to skip a beat for a second.

“Is it a crime to miss my wife?” Lei Zhao teased, with his eyes dancing with mirth.

Yan Mei rolled her eyes, “When did you know I was standing here?”

Lei Zhao printed a kiss in on her forehead, “The moment you got here.”

Yan Mei raised her brows, “really?”

Lei Zhao nodded, “the moment you are closer to me, my heart beats erratically.”

Yan Mei snorted, “Cheesy.”

Lei Zhao feigned a hurtful expression,

“Wifey, you don’t believe me?”

Yan Mei unknowingly curled her lips, pouting.

“Why do you call me, Wifey, Yan Mei arched her brows, she had always wanted to ask this question

Lei Zhao walked towards the kitchen counter, placed her gently on it, and stepped close between her knees, and pulled her forward towards him.

“Because you’re my wife. Wifey is an endearment.” Lei Zhao mumbled, pinching her nose.

��There are so many endearments, pumpkin, flower, kitten, red, stars, Lolita, bunny, why not one of these endearments instead of the cheesy wifey?”

Lei Zhao frowned, “but Wifey is an exclusive endearment anybody can be called pumpkin, flower or red, but they might not get the Wifey endearment. Do you get what I’m trying to say?”

Yan Mei nodded with a soft smile on her face and kissed Lei Zhao on the cheeks.

“Hubby, I’m hungry,” Lei Zhao stiffened when he heard her soft voice calling him hubby.

He felt itchy in his heart, “Wifey, what did you call me?”

Yan Mei feigned ignorance and raised her brows, “I didn’t call you anything.”

“Really?” Lei Zhao probed with a mischievous glint passing through his eyes.

He dug his fingers into Yan Mei’s side, which made her explode with laughter. She was extremely ticklish.

“Hahahaa-st-op, hahaha.”

“Tell me what you called me, so I would stop.” Yan Mei shook her head as she burst into a fit of laughter.

Lei Zhao continued his assault until she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Hahaha-haha okay, okay. You win!”

Lei Zhao smirked, “You’re giving up so easily?”

Yan Mei glared at him, “Shut up.”

Lei Zhao chortled and released her.

“Hubby, I’m hungry!” Yan Mei complained, wrapping her hands around his neck.

Lei Zhao’s eyes glowed with affection, and he kissed her forehead, “Go and sit at the dining table. I will bring you lunch.” He said, ruffling her hair.

“Aye, aye, Chef.” Yan Mei teased him.

Lei Zhao shook his head helplessly; he had never seen this side of his wife before. It seems they have made big progress seeing that she is showing a different side to him instead of her aloof self.

He guessed this childish side is the real her. Lei Zhao grinned, knowing that eventually, his wife would fall madly in love with him too.