Flash Marriage: The Domineering Wife

When they reached home, Yan Mei had a business call so she went to the study room. After she was done, she headed to the kitchen and spotted Lei Zhao chopping the vegetables. Warmth filled her chest. He was cooking dinner for her. She leaned back against the wall, enjoying the view. There was something sweet and cozy watching a guy cook for you.

Lei Zhao had changed into a blue T-shirt with, “I’M BOSS” written on it, paired with dark jean trousers. He looked so handsome like a boy next door.

“Wifey, you know, you can take a picture, it will last longer.” Yan Mei squealed in surprise when she heard him.

Lei Zhao turned to look at her and gave her a heartily smile. Yan Mei cleared her throat and ignored his remark.

“So, what are you cooking?”

“It’s late so I prepared noodles. I hope you like it.”

Yan Mei nodded and strode forward to help him. Lei Zhao’s heart beat faster every time, he caught her looking at him, or when she accidentally grazed her hand against his. The two were like an old couple with a tacit understanding, each performing their duties in the kitchen. She washed the vegetables or passed him something when he needed it.

After ten minutes the food was ready, Yan Mei set the table and they ate together. After they finished eating, Lei Zhao got up and picked the dishes,

“Go and take a bath first, I will wash the dishes then we will watch the movie together.”

“Okay.” Yan Mei smiled and didn’t argue with him to wash the dishes. She just looked at him and said seriously with a soft smile.

“Mr. Lei, you’re really good.”

After she finished speaking, she left without waiting for his reply.

Lei Zhao was stunned, he suddenly remembered what his mom had said today, “the one who is emotional first in a relationship is miserable.”

Looking at the dishes in front of him, he raised his eyebrows helplessly and sighed while cleaning the table. ‘He has really encountered a nemesis. When did he serve someone like this?’

Time passed by quietly, Lei Zhao washed the dishes and the chopsticks in the kitchen. After he was done, he prepared a bag of popcorn and placed it on the table waiting for her. When Yan Mei came back from the shower, she was wearing a clean white crop top which covered most of her belly leaving a small strip of her skin above her waistband paired with a casual elastic waist pocketed shorts. She had tied her hair in a messy knot on her head and tendrils had escaped, curling on the delicate line of her neck.

Lei Zhao swallowed and his eyes caught and held hers. Her face looked so sweet and innocent, even without any facial expression. He was so mesmerized by her beauty and couldn’t stop staring at her. This is the first time he had seen her in such a revealing outfit apart from her nightdress. His wifey was a temptress without her even trying.

His intense gaze sent a ripple of awareness throughout Yan Mei’s body. She curled her toes and looked at her feet. Lei Zhao groaned and rose from the sofa. He walked towards her, slowly, his intense eyes were fixed on her. Yan Mei froze, unable to move. She could feel his eyes on her when she looked up, she saw Lei Zhao standing a foot away from her. She gasped at the intensity she saw in his eyes.

“Wifey, what spell have you cast on me?” Yan Mei narrowed her eyes when she heard him.

“Spell?” she whispered back.

“The smallest thing you do, send ripples in my heart and I can’t control myself. I think I’m falling in love with you and I can’t control myself.”

His eyes gleamed with helplessness. Yan Mei widened her eyes in shock when she heard him. She bit her lips and clenched her hands into fists. She fell silent, not knowing how to respond to him. Lei Zhao’s eyes softened and sighed.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. Let’s watch a movie.” Lei Zhao said, turned to switch off the light. The only light in the room was now the light from the television which illuminated the room. Yan Mei went to sit on the sofa and Lei Zhao came to sit beside her.

“What movie are we watching?” Yan Mei muttered trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. Lei Zhao smirked. “You will know soon.”

Yan Mei raised her brows and picked the popcorn on the table. She scooted a little closer and leaned her head on his shoulder. Lei Zhao stiffened when he felt her head on his shoulder. He didn’t expect her to make the first move. It seems she was really giving him the chance. He smiled and wrapped his hands around her.

Ten minutes into the movie, Yan Mei was already sinking on the couch. ‘This guy really chose a horror movie.’ When the ghost appeared out of nowhere, Yan Mei screamed, and jumped, the popcorn spilling all over the place. Lei Zhao chuckled next to her.

“Wifey, don’t tell me you’re afraid of ghosts.” Yan Mei snorted.

“Who—is…afraid?” because of the scare, her words were incoherent. Lei Zhao chuckled as he turned to look at her.

“My wifey is so brave of course you can’t be scared of a mere ghost.” Yan Mei could hear the grin in his voice.

She humped and ignored him. She watched the next part of the movie, averting her eyes as much as possible. The dramatic sounds of the creaking stairs and the hushed whispers across the room made her feel more disoriented

When she couldn’t take it anymore, she simply covered her eyes with her hands, tucking her head into his shoulder.

“Wifey, you know it’s not real, right?” Lei Zhao whispered.

“But they looked so scary.” She mumbled.

“How about I let you know when the scary parts are over? You can watch normal parts.”

Yan Mei nodded. A few minutes later she asked, “Is it safe now?”

“Yes.” Yan Mei couldn’t hear any horrific sound anymore so she looked up and saw the main character hiding in a closet. Suddenly, the closet opened and the ghost appeared in front of the screen.

This time Yan Mei screamed out loud. She took cover behind Lei Zhao’s shoulder, she didn’t even realize it until she felt his arms wrapped around her and pulled her into his solid chest. He covered her eyes with his palm. Yan Mei felt her heart pound in her ears.

“Wifey, Let’s stop watching or you will even get a heart attack, scaredy-cat.” He whispered his voice sound amused.

“I’m not scared,” Yan Mei protested and hit him in the shoulder. Lei Zhao smirked and shrugged.

“Okay, I will pretend I believe you, scaredy-cat..”

“Don’t call me scaredy-cat!” Yan Mei echoed.

Lei Zhao grinned, “or what? scaredy-cat, scaredy-cat.” Lei Zhao taunted her.

“Just admit-“

Yan Mei pulled his head and captured his lips in a kiss silencing him. Lei Zhao widened his eyes in shock.