Transmigrating into the male protagonist’s ex-wife
Transmigrating into the male protagonist’s ex-wife Chapter 4

Chapter 4

As it turned out, Yue Yuze waited late into the night, expecting his little contract wife, who never missed a chance to seduce him whenever he returned home, to appear. Yet, she didn’t come.

Actually, this wasn’t the first time.

The previous night, when he came home, he saw her in his room. But she claimed she was only there to… look in the mirror.

Later, Yue Yuze thought about it and let it go.

She must be trying a new tactic—playing hard to get.

He wasn’t falling for it.

Still, the following morning, he did something unprecedented: he stayed in the villa for breakfast.

At that time, Tang Xin, who had an early filming schedule, was already up and enjoying her meal.

When she saw Yue Yuze, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit and looking as elegant as ever, walk into the dining room, she froze for a moment.

There was even a bit of bread crumb at the corner of her mouth.

Yue Yuze walked over and took a seat, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her.

Sensing his gaze, Tang Xin instinctively touched her face and wiped away the crumb.

Soon, the servant served Yue Yuze the same breakfast as hers: a triangular double-layer bacon sandwich, a runny fried egg, a portion of Italian-style fried noodles, and a glass of milk.

It surprised her that he was sharing breakfast with her. After all, this had never happened in the original story, nor had it occurred before.

Yue Yuze had always kept a polite distance from Tang Xin, and there was no chance he’d voluntarily approach her.

But it didn’t matter. Having an extra person at the table was fine. She wasn’t the original owner of this body; she didn’t desire Yue Yuze and had no intention of provoking him. Peace between them was all she wanted.

With that thought, Tang Xin resumed her breakfast.

Honestly, being rich was great.

You could hire top chefs, and everything they made was utterly delicious.

Yue Yuze squinted slightly, his sharp phoenix eyes studying her. She was eating with such obvious enjoyment, as though savoring the most exquisite delicacies.

She ate neither too slowly nor too quickly, and while she didn’t come across as crude, there was a peculiar charm in the way she enjoyed her meal. Even her mannerisms while eating seemed… so delightful.

His gaze was audacious.

Tang Xin, of course, noticed.

She licked her lips, finished her milk, and lifted her bright eyes to meet his cool yet brazen stare.

“Mr. Yue… do I have something on my face?”

Why was he staring so intently?

Did her face have flowers on it, or was it just particularly appetizing?

Caught in the act, Yue Yuze didn’t even flinch. His thin lips curved into a faint, almost seductive smile.

But Tang Xin knew better. He wasn’t truly smiling. There was no warmth in his eyes—only the same detached indifference as always.

“Tang Xin, is the food good?”

Tang Xin: …

The sudden, out-of-the-blue question left her momentarily stunned.

What kind of ridiculous question was that?

She blinked, giving him a long look.

“What? It’s not good?” His voice carried a slight edge. Why was she looking at him as if he were an idiot?

“No, no, it’s delicious. Really delicious,” Tang Xin replied as she continued eating. After swallowing another bite, she casually added, “It’s so good, in fact, that I turned down Qi Shu’s invitation to have breakfast together. There will be plenty of opportunities to eat with him later, but my days of having breakfast here are limited.”

Limited?

Yue Yuze frowned slightly. “Limited? Why?”

Tang Xin leaned forward slightly, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret. “Don’t you remember? In a few months, we’ll be divorced. Once that happens, I’ll be moving out and won’t get to eat here anymore.”

Their contract marriage had been Yue Yuze’s strategy in his battle with his second uncle for the CEO position of Yue Sen Group.

One of the conditions set by the old master for passing on the role of CEO was that the candidate must be married—his way of ensuring family stability before taking on the business.

“Ha,” Yue Yuze let out a cold laugh. “Your memory is surprisingly sharp.”

Tang Xin shot him a puzzled glance. “Of course. I’m not stupid, and it’s an easy date to remember.” She had written it herself. How could she forget?

Satisfied with her explanation, she lowered her head and resumed eating her noodles.

She completely missed the way the man across from her darkened, his face growing so stormy it seemed ice could form in the air around him.

After a while, Tang Xin noticed he had stopped eating. Looking up, she found him staring at her with a chilling, piercing gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat, but after some thought, she couldn’t recall doing anything to offend him.

She understood her male lead well enough.

He had been repulsed by the original owner of her body because she had constantly overstepped boundaries, trying to seduce him, which only deepened his dislike.

But she hadn’t done any of that.

Reasoning it out, she concluded his grim mood must have some other cause.

If she couldn’t figure it out, she decided, she wouldn’t dwell on it.

“Mr. Yue, do you always eat so little?” she asked, wide-eyed with apparent concern.

Yue Yuze, captivated by her bright gaze, nodded lightly as if entranced. “Mm.”

He ate so little—surely this woman would urge him to eat more out of concern, right?

Tang Xin’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh! Then… can I have your noodles if you’re not eating them?”

Yue Yuze: …

The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees instantly.

Tang Xin, noticing the sudden chill, saw Yue Yuze’s expression grow even darker. Those deep, alluring phoenix eyes were fixed on her as if he wanted to rush over and take a bite out of her.

“Ah, so scary~”

“If you… if you don’t want to, then just forget it…”

Yue Yuze abruptly stood up and strode out of the dining room.

The walls near the dining room entrance were lined with polished mirrors, and through them, he caught sight of Tang Xin at the table. As soon as he turned to leave, she excitedly reached out, grabbed his untouched plate of noodles, and began eating with sheer delight.

His steps faltered momentarily, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

That damned woman… is there anything in her eyes besides food?!

Author’s Note:

Yue Yuze: That damned woman… is there nothing in her eyes besides food… does she even notice me at all?!

Yue Yuze: In my wife’s eyes, I’m not even as important as a plate of Italian noodles… [sadly covering face.jpg]

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