My Sweet and Charming Wife

Chapter 137 - Is This Still Her Son?

The sight of the greasy pork fat rice made her feel physically repulsed, nearly inducing nausea. She couldn't bring herself to eat it. Zhao Yun locked her gaze onto Gu Yuehuan and demanded, “Even if you can't stomach it, you're going to eat it for me. You may not want to eat it, but if you revert to being as plump as before, I won't cater to your appetite anymore! Why are you losing weight for no reason? I can't fathom what's going on in the minds of you youngsters. Why so skinny? Why so skinny? It's hardly nutritious! A bit of chubbiness is much better!”

Today, the portion of rice Zhao Yun served her was even larger than yesterday's. This bowl of rice almost equaled the size of her face.

Gu Yuehuan intended to step out, but Zhao Yun restrained her, firm in her tone. “What's this about? Are you planning to eat out? Don't think I'm clueless about your intentions. You believe that my son will protect you when you go out to dine. You don't have to eat out. If you're hungry, eat here. Once you're done, you can leave. This way, you won't need to cross paths with Qingyue later. You must be thinking I'm bullying you again!”

Gu Yuehuan felt somewhat cornered by the situation. She worried that if she conceded now and ate the food under this pressure, Zhao Yun might continue this behavior in the future. Thus, she decided to take a stand. “Mom, I truly can't eat this. It's too oily. I can eat regular meals, but I can't consume pork oil every single day. I just won't.”

Zhao Yun believed that Gu Yuehuan would comply, yet when met with her silence, discontent seeped in. Wearing a stern expression, she rebuked, “Why aren't you eating? Am I causing you harm? This is for your own good. Look how thin you've become. If you regain all that weight, I won't let you eat another morsel. Do you want to eat or not?! If you refuse, then divorce my son! I won't tolerate a defiant daughter-in-law like you! I chose you back then for your obedience. If this is how you are, I might as well have picked your sister! How did you turn out like this? Can't you earn money? Is that how you regard our family? You probably look down on your mother-in-law too, don't you?”

Hearing these words, Gu Yuehuan's heart felt heavy. How could she think like that? Why was she becoming so suspicious?

She lowered her bowl and softly addressed Zhao Yun, “No, Mom, it's just that I can't eat.”

Zhao Yun's patience reached its limit. Once again, her daughter-in-law paid no heed to her words, so she flung off her apron and left.

Gu Yuehuan called her, “Mom.”

Zhao Yun didn't listen.

Not only did she not listen, she also didn't eat tonight.

Gu Yuehuan emerged from the kitchen, carrying the dishes Zhao Yun had just prepared, and served everyone a bowl of rice.

Huo Qingyue, fresh from his bath, took a seat and inquired, “Where's my mom? She was in the kitchen cooking just a moment ago.”

It seemed Gu Yuehuan had upset her earlier. With the mood soured, she gently knocked on Zhao Yun's door and called out, “Mom, it's time to eat. You haven't eaten tonight, so please join us now.”

Inside, Zhao Yun was brooding, “You don't need to worry about me. It's not like you're fond of this old woman. You don't even pay heed to what I say. If that's the case, just focus on whether I'm eating or not. You can all enjoy your meal.”

Gu Yuehuan was equally unsure about what to do. This was, after all, the first time her daughter-in-law was visiting, but she couldn't fully defer to her. Yet, resisting would also lead to discomfort.

Huo Qingyue took her hand and guided her away, assuring, “Don't mind my mother. She's not used to eating alone. Let's proceed with our meal. If she gets hungry, she'll join us.”

Gu Yuehuan still intended to say something, but she found herself already being led away by Huo Qingyue. Once they were gone, Zhao Yun got off the bed with a pout. Her earlier outburst was just a momentary frustration, but now it seemed like they were genuinely disregarding her.

Things had shifted. They had changed entirely. How could a dutiful son become like this? It wasn't like this in the past. After marrying his wife, he seemed captivated by that woman. contemporary romance

Was this still her son? He wasn't obedient at all!