Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qiu Junjiao repeated what had happened that night.
She noticed Qiu Yanboâs inquisitive expression and asked, âBrother, Do you think Su Qingsang did it on purpose?â
Could she be purposefully keeping people in the dark about her husbandâs identity? She didnât think that it was possible. If Huo Jinyaoâs identity really was impressive, then how could he have taken a liking to Su Qingsang?
He Xuanyao was so much better looking than Su Qingsang, right? Her family background and other aspects of her personality were also better than Su Qingsangâs.
Qiu Yanbo paid no attention to his sisterâs words. He was remembering the questions that Grandpa Qiu and Grandpa Li had had.
He Xuanyao was from Rong City and Huo Jinyao said that he had nothing to do with the Huo family in Rong City.
If Huo Jinyao really was from the Huo family, then why had he appeared in Lin City so suddenly?
âBrother...â Qiu Junjiao said a few more things, but Qiu Yanbo didnât have the focus to pay attention to her.
He glanced at Qiu Junjiao and said, âJunjiao, listen to me. Stay away from Su Qingsang next time you come across her.â
âWhy?â
Qiu Junjiao didnât like to hear this. She was good friends with Su Peizhen and, even though Su Peizhen had never mentioned anything about going against Su Qingsang, it was still satisfying to poke fun at her.
âNothing. Just donât look into this situation anymore.â
Having said this, Qiu Yanbo rushed out the door.
...
Su Qingsangâs back was sore when she opened her eyes.
She flipped over and saw Huo Jinyaoâs glowing face. It had already been more than a few days and she still wasnât used to it.
She had to work today and she had begged Huo Jinyao to just let her sleep last night.
This guys was shameless and had said they would just go one. Was his âonceâ the normal âonce,â though?
âGood morning, wife.â
Huo Jinyao had woken up early and was already back from doing his morning exercise. He had just finished showering and his whole body felt refreshed. The smell of soap was still lingering on him..
Su Qingsang ignored him. Her back was sore and her body didnât feel too good. Had this dude not touched women for eight hundred years before their marriage?
âWife...â Huo Jinyao didnât seem to care about her cold expression and kissed her on her cheek.
âHow come you donât say good morning to me?â
Su Qingsangâs eyebrows jumped up. She was starting to ignore his tendencies.
âWife...â Huo Jinyao saw that she was about to get up and hurriedly pushed her down with his body. âYou still havenât said good morning to me.â
âGood morning. Can you get off me now?â
Su Qingsangâs voice was a bit hoarse but, in Huo Jinyaoâs ears, he thought it sounded sexy.
âI canât.â Huo Jinyao continued. âYou havenât given me a good morning kiss yet.â
Su Qingsang couldnât stand it anymore and roughly pushed him away. She couldnât control her anger anymore and got up.
âWife...â
Huo Jinyao stared at her pitifully from behind.
âShut up.â
Su Qingsang glared at him and then wrapped herself up in the blankets.
Huo Jinyao stroked his chin and admired Su Qingsangâs angry expression.
âWife, you actually donât need to cover up. There isnât a part of your body that I havenât seen.â
âShut up.â How could he dare to say that, she thought.
âMy wife is so pretty. Even your angry face is pretty.â Her eyes flared angrily.
âHuo Jinyao...â
Su Qingsang wanted to glare at him angrily again but, instead, she blushed. The heat on her face stayed until she got into the shower.
Donât care about it, donât care about it. This guy is just like this. Heâs good with words. I donât want to take him seriously, she thought.
She looked at herself in the mirror and was startled by the reflection of the woman looking back at her.
Her eyes were soft, her cheeks were red, and she looked so feminine. Was this woman really her?