My Wife Is Dominant Chapter 20 Knocking over the Frying Pan

Who said that women are born for the kitchen? It was true that lots of pretty female superstars could cook, and even a woman like Chen Keren was able to carry a pot, but Chen Kexin could do nothing.

　　Doing the dishes, she smashed bowls. If Wang Weixi asked her to carry the pot, who knew if she would burn herself or throw the pot away? Or... both of them probably would happen? Or something else?

　　In the bedroom, Chen Kexin stared at the computer screen with an obsessive look, so she did not perceive Wang Weixi come in.

　　Wang Weixi stood behind her. He was curious about whether Chen Kexin's only interest was to watch these meaningless cartoons. Looking at the characters in the video, Wang Weixi burst into laughter.

　　Aware of someone behind her, Chen Kexin paused the video, took off her headphones and looked up, seeing her husband's clean smile.

　　"Dear, what are you laughing?" Chen Kexin asked inquisitively.

　　Wang Weixi shook his head and replied, "Nothing, I'm just curious. My grown-up wife actually likes to watch this stuff..."

　　Chen Kexin pursed her lips and said, "This stuff? Cartoons can teach us a lot of things. Dear, let's watch it together next time. It would move you definitely."

　　Wang Weixi felt helpless. Maybe he had underestimated his own psychological endurance.

　　He did not retort. He just nodded and responded. "Sweetheart, enjoy it. I have to clean up the room."

　　Chen Kexin nodded, put on headphones and continued to watch the cartoon. She seemed to forget the incident of being attacked by the "erotic eyes". Seeing her carefree expression, Wang Weixi could not help but laugh. "Why is she always so happy? But I hope that she will be so happy forever, isn't it?"

　　After he put away all the stuff in the bedroom, Wang Weixi was about to wash the mop to mop the floor. At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

　　Wang Weixi frowned. "Who is there this time?"

　　He drew to the door. Through the peephole, he saw a coquettish man fixing his short blond hair.

　　Wang Weixi opened the door with a wry smile and asked, "Can you dress normally next time? Look at you!"

　　It looked like that Yi Duanfang had got accustomed to those words, so he only disdainfully responded with "Humph". Then he stepped in with his new red canvas shoes.

　　"Why are you here?" Wang Weixi asked curiously.

　　Yi Duanfang rolled his eyes and replied with dissatisfaction. "Why did you treat me coldly? Anyway, I have been your friend since our childhood. You don't value my feelings, but you should care about the 13 years' relationship between us, right?"

　　Wang Weixi laughed out and mocked. "When did you hear of 'years' relationship?"

　　Yi Duanfang extended his orchid fingers and said with a disdainful look, "Roll away, you have no conscience!"

　　Wang Weixi pushed up his rimless glasses and revealed his standard sunshine-like smile, saying, "Thanks for your compliments."

　　"You!" Yi Duanfang got irritated and gnashed his teeth, but he couldn't be bothered to care about it. He asked with his arms folded. "Where is your lazy wife?"

　　Wang Weixi flashed him a smile and responded. "Don't call her like that. She is watching cartoons."

　　"What?!" Yi Duanfang laughed out as if he heard the best joke in this world. "Hey, Wang Weixi, what shall I say? The other couples usually go to Paris or London on our honeymoon, but you stay at home to watch cartoons. Is there something wrong with your mind?"

　　Wang Weixi was about to explain, but Yi Duanfang raised his voice and continued, "You're married, not a babysitter. How many days have you been doing like this? Have you taught her to make some dishes? You know, I've learned 10 dishes within a day!"

　　Wang Weixi shook his head and responded. "I guess you must waste 10 sorts of ingredients at that time, right? And I mentioned it yesterday. Why are you anxious about it?"

　　"Hey, Wang Weixi, are you an idiot? Or did Chen Kexin bleed you dry? There is one week left. One week! Hey, buddy, you should teach your silly girl as soon as possible. Are you going to do the housework by yourself forever? Even if Sister Yang and other colleagues haven't gossiped about it, don't they think that you covet your wife's money?" Yi Duanfang spoke in an exasperated voice.

　　Wang Weixi frowned and gave no response.

　　Looking at Wang Weixi's lonely face, Yi Duanfang snorted and did not say anything further.

　　Wang Weixi sighed and said, "Well, it's very good of you to think of me, but it doesn't matter. I don't what other people think about me. As long as you know that I am not such a person, that's fine."

　　Yi Duanfang curled his lips and did not argue with him.

　　However, the bedroom door was opened unexpectedly.

　　Looking at the two people standing there, Chen Kexin bit her lip and pinched her fingers. His gaze dropped, like a child who made a mistake.

　　Wang Weixi glared at Yi Duanfang and instantly came to his wife. He said gently, "Dear, why do you come out?"

　　Chen Kexin shook her head and did not reply. Her pretty eyelashes seemed wet.

　　"Sorry, dear. Duanfang was waffling. Don't take it to heart." Wang Weixi held her in his arms and pacified her with patience.

　　Yi Duanfang had nowhere to vent his grievance.

　　Chen Kexin slowly raised her head and asked in a tentative tone, "Dear, will they really talk about you like this?" She was unwilling to see his husband bear such "rumors". Even though she had expected it, she did not hope so.

　　Before Wang Weixi spoke, Yi Duanfang had yelled. "What do you think? Or who would marry you, an incompetent wife?"

　　Chen Kexin's tears fell at this moment. Wang Weixi irritably shouted at Yi Duanfang. "Duanfang, what's wrong with you?!"

　　Yi Duanfang rested his hands on his waist and stuck out his tongue with disdain.

　　Wang Weixi gently wiped Chen Kexin's tears and comforted her. "No, dear. Those people gossip about it, because they envy me. I have a pretty wife and a rich, powerful father-in-law, so don't worry about it. Let it go." He stroked Chen Kexin's head. Every time he did this, he felt as if he was caressing a child.

　　Chen Kexin kept silent for a while. Yi Duanfang ran to the sofa with a shameless face and sat down, waiting for a good show.

　　"Dear, teach me how to cook." Chen Kexin suddenly spoke in a grim voice as if she had made up her mind.

　　It made Wang Weixi recall the phrase "Dear, punish me. Let me do the dishes tonight." At that time, he was stunned as he was now.

　　Chen Kexin looked up and said pitifully, "Dear... teach me..."

　　Wang Weixi felt dizzy.

　　"What a nasty Yi Duanfang! I'll kick your ass."

　　"Dear..." Chen Kexin shook his arm and begged.

　　Wang Weixi felt helpless. After all, he was unable to dissuade his wife, so he said, "Okay, but you should be careful, dear."

　　"Chi..." Yi Duanfang laughed disdainfully. "When Wang Weixi forced me to learn to make dishes, he did not treat me gently like that. He almost beat me because I confused the vinegar with soy sauce."

　　"Now he cherishes his wife and takes care of her all the time. Even though the other people laugh at him, he could not bear let my wife cook."

　　The more he thought about it, the more depressed Yi Duanfang was. His face darkened. "I really can't figure out what this guy thinks. How could he stand this incompetent girl? Does he think he is a salvage station?"

　　When Yi Duanfang felt more resentful, Wang Weixi had pulled Chen Kexin into the kitchen. If he knew how Wang Weixi cherished his pots and pans, Yi Duanfang would laugh so hard that he fell on the ground.

　　Wang Weixi chuckled and asked, "What do you want to learn?"

　　Chen Kexin tilted her head and thought about it. The dishes Wang Weixi had made over the past few days ran through her mind. "What dish is it easy to make?" On second thought, she said with joy, "I want to learn stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs."

　　Wang Weixi was stunned. "Stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs?" He originally thought that she liked to eat meat and would choose sweet and sour spare ribs.

　　"Yep, the stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs you make are delicious!" Chen Kexin said with an adoring look.

　　Wang Weixi chuckled and said, "Well, I'll teach you how to make stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs. But... dear, do you know how to turn on the gas cooker?" This question came into his mind, though he felt embarrassed to ask her.

　　Chen Kexin responded with unusual pride. "Of course not!"

　　Wang Weixi snickered. "Where does her pride come from?"

　　Then he started to teach Chen Kexin to turn on the gas stove. Fortunately, Chen Kexin is not a total good-for-nothing, so she got the hang of it quickly.

　　Wang Weixi praised her with a smile. "Dear, you're smart."

　　As for washing tomatoes, of course, Wang Weixi did not intend to let Chen Kexin do this, let alone slice up the tomatoes. He was going to prepare all the ingredients for him. Therefore, Chen Kexin only stood there dumbly while watching Wang Weixi act swiftly and acclaiming with "Wow" from time to time.

　　Wang Weixi prepared all the ingredients she needed and turned his face, saying as if he was showing off, "How about it, sweetheart?"

　　Chen Kexin clapped for him his head and said adoringly, "Dear, you are awesome!"

　　Wang Weixi grinned. "Of course."

　　Standing by, Yi Duanfang watched them with a disdainful look. "He can fool a girl in this way?" Chen Kexin was really a good-for-nothing. Turning around, he returned to the sofa, sat down and fiddled with his phone.

　　Wang Weixi poured oil into the frying pan, but he heard Yi Duanfang shouting outside. "Weixi, you have a call!" He picked up the phone on the sofa with scorn.

　　Wang Weixi immediately came out but forgot to turn off the gas cooker. Chen Kexin saw Wang Weixi step out, hurriedly pick up the phone and nervously enter the bedroom. She even heard Wang Weixi ask Yi Duanfang to teach her, but she was unaware that the oil in the pan was burning fiercely.

　　Yi Duanfang did not follow the order, lying on the sofa and kept fiddling with his cellphone, because he thought that Chen Kexin was not extremely dumb. However, he suddenly heard the cry of "Ah! Ah! Ah!" from the kitchen while Wang Weixi was still taking the call.

　　Yi Duanfang suddenly raised himself from the sofa and darted into the kitchen, seeing Chen Kexin holding a pan of fire in a panic.

　　"Sister Dangfang! Sister Duanfang!" Chen Kexin still jumped and yelled.

　　Yi Duanfang was petrified at this moment.

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