Wan Xiwen wanted to eat later, so Zu Yaoming put on a wounded expression and said:
"Wenwen, do you not like the food I make?
How can I be so useless? I've studied cooking for so long, yet I haven't improved at all.
I'm a worthless coward. I can't do anything right!
Wenwen, am I really that useless?
How can someone like me take good care of you? Or Grandmother and Mother?
I might as well die!
..."
Wan Xiwen had never encountered a tactic like Zu Yaoming's, retreating only to advance.
She hurried to comfort him:
"Husband, you've done very well. That wasn't what I meant. I just wanted to eat a little later."
"Then eat.
If you won't eat, that can only mean my cooking is bad. I'm just a good-for-nothing..."
As Zu Yaoming spoke, he slapped himself twice.
Startled, Wan Xiwen hurriedly grabbed his hand and said:
"Husband, don't hit yourself. I'll eat, all right?"
Just like that, Wan Xiwen picked up the food and began eating.
Whenever Wan Xiwen felt miserable and wanted to wait before eating, Zu Yaoming would pull this same trick.
And Wan Xiwen would obediently give in.
Her meals went from three a day to six, eventually reaching the current twelve a day.
Song Yaoyao: [This is outright psychological manipulation. It's terrifying.
Being overweight makes it easy to develop heart disease, diabetes, high blood pressure, and other chronic illnesses. Those diseases can easily shorten a person's life.
If Wan Xiwen keeps going like this, even if she doesn't eat herself to death, she probably won't have long to live.
This Zu Yaoming is simply inhuman. He never intended to let Wan Xiwen live.]
The others did not understand what Song Yaoyao meant by heart disease, diabetes, high blood pressure, or other chronic