The Villain's Wife (WN)
Chapter 97: Not Henpecked, Just in Love

Unbeknownst to Mu Qingling, Zhuo Jingren had already taken action. His ability to gather intel when it came to Lily was unparalleled. He would never allow anything to happen to Lily, not on his watch. So even before Mu Qingling had asked someone to retrieve the CCTV footage, Zhuo Jingren had already beaten her to it and sent it over to Yang Mi.

"Disrupt Mu Qingling's tour in Europe." Lily instructed to her subordinate over the phone. "Regarding CCTV footage that Yang Mi had just sent you, I want you to distribute it to all of Mu Qingling's existing sponsors in the west. I want her blacklisted."

"Monitor all major social media platforms. I'm sure Mu Qingling would play dirty and upload a video shot from a different angle that would play to her advantage. So I want you to take down that video before it gets circulated. Remove all traces of it from the internet. I do not want to see Mu Qingling's name trending in the internet searches," Lily added before dropping the call.

Lily's lips curled into a small smile. Tricks like this might work on the weak but Lily was not weak. Mu Qingling wouldn't even know what hit her.

"President, are we going to continue shopping?" Yang Mi asked meekly. She was feeling a little guilty for not being around when Lily was being targeted earlier.

"No need. Let's just go home. People are becoming bolder. I need to expedite my plans and establish my footing here." She would forever be labelled only as Zhuo Jingren's wife unless she establish her own footing in this country.

Akane, Mu Qingling were just two examples. Who knows how many other women might come to scheme against her? How tiring it would be to have to endlessly slap them in the face? Lily would rather use her time to earn more money ah. Her time would also be better spent with Zhuo Jingren.

At the thought of Zhuo Jingren, Lily realized she hadn't managed to get him anything. Since Lily also needed a little favor from her husband, she decided that she would need to put in some effort to please him.

After all, a little effort goes a long way.

….

"So you cooked dinner for me?" Zhuo Jingren eyed the food chafer on the table. Loosening his tie, he took a seat at the table across Lily.

"Hmmm…" Lily nodded, her face serious. "I think I did good this time. I followed Gordon Ramsay's tutorials online."

"I took the time to set the table for a candlelight dinner. Quick, open it!" Lily beamed. She was excited for Zhuo Jingren to open the chafer himself. After all, this dinner was specially prepared for him.

Zhuo Jingren opened the round chafer with a little anticipation. "Scrambled eggs?" he smiled.

"The perfect one," Lily said with pride. Gordon Ramsay had said in his tutorial that cooking the perfect scrambled eggs is not an easy feat. The one right now in front of them was truly a work of art and Lily was proud of it.

"Hmmm… this is very good!" Zhuo Jingren praised. Truthfully, the scrambled eggs made by Lily was really delicious. It was buttery and not overcooked. However, the happiness that he felt was short lived.

Zhuo Jingren immediately furrowed his brows and rose from his seat and approached Lily with a dark face. "What happened to your hands?" he asked in concern while examining Lily's hands that were red with small blisters. Upon taking a closer look, it was obvious that some ointment was clumsily applied on the blisters that made some parts of her hands appear a little white and glossy. "You burned yourself?"

"It wasn't a big deal. I already put some-"

"Do not step behind a stove to cook ever again," he interrupted her.

"It's just a little burn. It's part of the learning process," murmured Lily with her head down. "I'm fine, go back to your seat and eat. Don't waste my effort," she pouted.

Seeing that Zhuo Jingren was not intending to move, Lily lifted her head and meet his eyes. "What?"

"Don't do this again."

"Come on, it's no big deal. I am not a child, I can handle a little pain. Plus, I am already someone's wife. I need to act like one and learn how to whip up a nice meal for her husband." Then she gestured for him to take his seat again.

Zhuo Jingren felt helpless against Lily's words. He let out a sigh and went back to his seat. His stubborn wife seemed to need a little discipline.

"Alright, tell me. What is it that you want to ask me?" Zhuo Jingren blurted as dug into the rice that came with the scrambled eggs. He knew that Lily must have something that she wanted from him or else she wouldn't have gone through so much effort to cook dinner.

"Hmmm…indeed nothing can escape your eyes," Lily noted while appreciating her husband's intelligence.

"Well…I know that you went through all the trouble to acquire those shares in Qin Industries. But I have some plans of my own now…" Lily paused. "I apologise in advance for this request that I am going to ask of you."

"I didn't know that you could be this good with words. It's okay, I forgive you. You can do whatever you want. What's mine is yours and it's been this way since a long time ago," Zhuo Jingren chuckled, amused at his wife's reservation.

"How can you say you forgive me so easily? I haven't even told you what the issue is. You can't just agree like… like a henpecked husband!"

"I thought that you were asking for my forgiveness when you apologized earlier?" he retorted before shoving a mouthful of rice into his mouth. "I'm not henpecked. I'm just in love."

"You- " Lily was speechless at her husband's shamelessness. "Still, you shouldn't just agree like that. What if my request is to assassinate someone or...or destroy-"

"Then I'll do it with you," Zhuo Jingren said in a heartbeat, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

Lily did spent a lot of time cooking tonight. She even burned her hands in the process. So how could Zhuo Jingren not agree? However, Lily also knew that even if she had done nothing, Zhuo Jingren would still agree to her requests no matter what. That was how much Zhuo Jingren loved her.

"I want to transfer the shares you've given me in Qin Industries back to Zhuo Capital," Lily said in all seriousness.

Zhuo Jingren put down his utensils and stared at her. The barrage of questions that she was expecting to hear, did not come. Instead the man in front of her just nodded and said, "Okay, do whatever you like. Just tell me if you need my help."

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Editor: Swaning