My Supermodel Wife

Listening to his explanation, Vivi felt it wasn't that simple.

If it were only because of commenting on taste, how could he be beaten like this?!

"Who threw hands first?"

Hearing this, Tom glanced at her, his eyes flickering slightly. "Them!"

"Are you sure?" Vivi narrowed her eyes, looking at him with a smirk.

Tom was defeated in one second. He lowered his head, and then told the truth, "Actually, I didn't fight with anyone! I just smashed those fake wine bottles. If all the wine bottles are fake, what's the point of keeping them!"

Vivi blinked and sighed clearly. "No wonder you were beaten!"

Tom could only hiss in pain.

Seeing his anger, Vivi was too lazy to comment on the incident. As she started the engine, Tom's voice came to her ears again. "Are you ashamed of me? Don't you know how long I waited by the roadside?"

"You blame me now?" Vivi choked. "You said you wanted to find a job yourself and get your life back, so if you have the ability, don't call me again!"

Tom sighed, turned his head and said nothing!

If he was capable, there was no way he would suffocate like this!

The car was quiet for a while, and Vivi held the steering wheel with both hands, feeling a little sad.

Tom was a spoiled rich young master, now he is forced to live a life of suffering. Given his true identity, Vivi shouldn't really care about him!

But Vivi is a person with a gentle heart, even if nothing were to happen, these two had lived in harmony for days. This naturally made Vivi fond of him.

She looked sideways at Tom's figure as the man leaned on the back of the chair, pursed the corners of her mouth, then broke the silence. "Have you eaten yet?"

Tom didn't say a word, he just shook his head.

"Then… you've only been sitting outside since getting beaten up? Why don't you go home?"

Go home?

Tom's heart was stung by this word.

He looked down at his battered body, and said in a low voice, "I was afraid I would bother you, so I wanted to find a hotel to rest a bit before returning. But… I don't have enough money!"

In front of Vivi, Tom had no shame in admitting his misery.

After all, he was sure that Vivi would not hate him!

At this point, Tom was very confident!

But Vivi's heart became more restless.

What a pitiful young master, he was crushed by reality in just a few days.

For some reason she wanted to laugh…

Vivi pursed her lips, trying to suppress her smile as she returned to driving the car, and said to cheer him up.

"Since this winery failed, we will find another tomorrow. Don't be discouraged, there are plenty of opportunities out there! But you have to keep your emotions in check, even if it's fake wine, you have no right to destroy all their stuff like that. Why did you even do that?"

Listening to Vivi's explanation, Tom's heart felt very warm.

He looked at the woman who was driving seriously, and his eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

"In fact, it wasn't a failure. I went to four wineries today, and the other three said they would call me to let me know the results of their interviews!"

"Is that true!?" Vivi glanced at him in surprise, she didn't expect Tom to work so hard.

Tom lifted his chin proudly. "Of course, my wine tasting ability is my pride. Maybe I'll be able to go to work in two days! When I have the money, I'll take you with me to eat Japanese food!"

Vivi chuckled. "If you've made money, you should keep it. If you want to eat Japanese food, I'll cook it!"

Hearing that voice, Tom said without hesitation, "Can you make your favorite matcha flavored mochi?"

Vivi felt her heart breaking.

He remembered her favorite dessert?

Seeing Vivi silent, Tom immediately raised his eyebrows triumphantly. "See, you don't know how to make it! Don't worry, I'll buy it for you when I get my salary!"

His words made Vivi have strange thoughts.

If he was no longer the young master of the Wibowo family, and just an ordinary worker, their current way of getting along was very similar to that of a young couple struggling to live together!

As soon as the idea came up, she was confused!

How could she imagine herself and Tom as a couple?!

Perhaps this sudden thought made her panic, so the steering wheel was unstable and she almost crossed the line and ran a red light.

Tom reminded her frantically from the side. After braking so abruptly, the two swooped in their seats.

"What's wrong with you? It's dangerous to lose concentration while driving! Are you okay?" Tom complained and looked at Vivi.

Seeing her in a daze, he reached out his hand and touched her forehead restlessly. "What is it? Your face suddenly turned red, do you have a fever?"

Vivi felt a cold touch on her forehead, and she enjoyed it. After two seconds, she pulled her head in a panic. "I'm fine, don't touch me!"

Tom narrowed his eyes at her and snorted. "You… I had good intentions, you know!"

On the way back to the apartment, the two of them didn't utter a single sentence.

Vivi looked annoyed, even her mind was very disturbed when she was still driving.

She suspects that Tom has been single for a long time, so he has an emotional dependence on the opposite sex around him.

Overall, ever since she broke up with Ludwig, she had lived a lonely life for more than two years.

An empty heart can't help but be filled with feelings from just a few sweet words.

No! This can't be!

She and Tom don't match in terms of personality and identity!

Until they returned to the parking lot, Vivi was still deep in thought.

Tom noticed her figure behaving strangely, and was unable to comprehend her thoughts for a while.

The two of them sat quietly in the car, and the sound of the lighter immediately alarmed Tom.

He turned his head after the voice, and saw that Vivi was holding a menthol cigarette in her hand.

Even though he didn't want Vivi to smoke, Tom also knew that he had no right to reprimand her.

Simply put, she took the cigarette case from the dashboard, looked at it, then took out a cigarette and started smoking.

The smell of menthol cigarettes is very light, with a minty coolness.

She furrowed her brows in disdain and muttered, "The weather is too cold, menthol cigarettes make my body even colder!"

Vivi spat out a puff of mist, then looked back at Tom.

She wanted to ask why he didn't reprimand her for smoking this time!

But now she felt too hypocritical.

They have nothing to do with each other. Even if she was told not to smoke again, it might just be because of fake attention!

After smoking, the two got out of the car and returned to the apartment one by one.

Vivi's mood was affected, and her silent expression was filled with incomprehensible melancholy.

In front of the sofa, Tom sat with his eyes still on the silent Vivi!

What's with this woman? Why does she suddenly look like that!

Tom couldn't hide what was on his mind. Seeing Vivi walking with the medicine box, he straightened his back and carefully questioned, "What's wrong with you? Did I make you angry?"