Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1127

Chapter 1127: With A Wife Like Her

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Shen hailed a cab and made his way home. When he stepped through the door, the lingering scent of smoke and alcohol clung to his clothes.

He knew how sensitive Gu Zi was to such smells, so he stood outside for a while, letting the wind carry the scent away before finally entering the house.

Gu Zi was at the dinner table with their three children. She looked up in surprise when she saw him. "Didn’t you say you’d be out for a business dinner tonight? Why are you back so early?"

Su Shen picked up the water jug and poured himself a glass. "Cold food from outside can’t compare to a home-cooked meal. I stayed for a bit at the dinner, but then I left." He made his way over to her and sat down beside her.

Noticing his tired expression, Su Bing immediately stood up, filled his bowl with rice, and set it in front of him.

Gu Zi leaned closer, inhaling the air around him. With a teasing smile, she fanned the air with her hand. "A little more than just a quick drink, it seems. That’s quite the smell! But I suppose, in such occasions, it’s inevitable."

She stood up and said, "Let me get you some chicken soup. It’s made with freshly bought free-range chicken, with a blend of over a dozen nourishing herbs. It’ll help with the hangover."

Whenever she had time to spare, Gu Zi would make soup for the children, combining meat, vegetables, and medicinal herbs. It was not only good for their growth but also kept them healthy. Of course, the children couldn’t just drink the soup—they needed to eat the meat and vegetables too. Gu Zi was adamant about making sure her children didn’t become picky eaters, and they had all grown bigger and healthier under her care.

Su Shen took a sip of the soup, savoring the blend of herbs and tender chicken. It was exquisite, just as it always was when Gu Zi cooked. He couldn’t quite explain how she did it, but it was always better than anything he could find elsewhere. He took another sip, and before long, the bowl was empty.

Gu Zi watched him, a wave of tenderness washing over her. He was always out drinking at social events, never getting to enjoy a decent meal. Tonight, he had come home early, likely remembering her words.

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