The Billionaire's Silent Treatment

Summary

I transmigrated as the beautiful ex-wife of an autistic male lead.

Even though I talked to him eight hundred times a day, he still refused to spare me a single glance.

So, I gave up and decided to just chill.

The system told me to curry favor with the male lead. I kicked his shoulder and told him to go make me a three-course meal with soup.

While he was sweating over the stove, furiously wielding a spatula, I chewed on my boba pearls and directed him:

"Next time you order me boba, make sure it's 30% sugar, no ice, and add a cheese foam on top."