A Good Horse Doesn't Turn Around and a Good Woman Doesn't Marry a Scumbag.

Wen Yujing had been her new daughter-in-law for half a year, and she vaguely remembered that wedding day with loud gongs and drums. "I won't be back for dinner today, and you got up earlier to say hello to your mother." Gu Jingcheng's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he quickly calmed down. "Is there something important today? I didn't come back for dinner yesterday. Don't be too busy. I will definitely go to your mother's place, but I always feel a little tired." Gu Jingcheng straightened his clothes, opened the wooden door, and strode out. "How can I not get sick from being bored in the house all the time?" "I..." Before Wen Yujing could say anything, there was no sign of Gu Jingcheng at the door. The past six months have been neither good nor bad. I just feel that something is different about Jing Cheng. It should have been since he followed Lin Shangshu, and he went to court every day. If he didn't know better, he would have thought he was an official. But Jing Cheng always had his own ambitions, so she didn't ask too many questions. She could only take care of him at the mansion and run the household. Wen Yujing stood up and called her maid: "Rong'er, wait for me to get up." Ronger, who had been waiting outside, was holding a delicate porcelain basin to wash her hands. "Madam, this small kitchen has prepared your favorite Dongpo Pork." Wen Yujing was delighted: "Is today the day?" Wen Yujing has a little habit of gluttony. The older girls and ladies either like to eat cakes or drink good tea. But she was different. She liked to eat greasy food, but she didn't dare to eat more because she was afraid of getting fat. It took several days before she dared to eat like that, and she even set a specific day. Ronger smiled and changed her wife's clothes: "Mother Li