Chapter 118 - Privacy
The Rough Hunter s Little Lucky Wife
Zhao Zhan didnât go home directly. He went to the bookstore instead.
âAre you here to buy some more books to bring back home for your wife to read?â The shop assistant was already familiar with Zhao Zhanâs face. Seeing this, he hurriedly went up to him. âYour wife is reading the novel too quickly. This new novel hasnât even been printed out yet. I wonder if your wife likes travelling books? You can buy two copies for her to read.â
âTravel books?â Zhao Zhanâs heart was filled with thoughts, and his voice was a little uneasy. âHelp me find a few more books. I want new and interesting ones.â
âAlright,â he said.
While the shop assistant went inside to look for the travel books, Zhao Zhan took the opportunity to look around the outside.
He wanted to find something that was suitable for him to read, but he didnât know which one was right.
âSir? What are youâ¦?â The shop assistant observed his expression and revealed a mysterious smile. âSir, do you want to buy that kind of book?â
Zhao Zhan was taken aback and subconsciously asked, âWhat kind?â
âItâs the kind of book that can be read as long as you can read a few words. No, even if you canât read, you can still read it. Men like to secretly buy books like these read. If you want it, I can go inside and get it for you. These are all the collections of our shopkeeper.â
Zhao Zhan was dumbfounded.
Hearing the man babbling on and on, he only caught the words that all men liked to see.
âIf itâs the kind youâre talking about. âZhao Zhan thought that this was the kind he was looking for and nodded. âHelp me get a few books. Iâll take them home to read.â
The shop assistant laughed mockingly. He didnât expect that this guy, who usually looked like a serious and unrefined person, would actually know how to come to the bookstore to buy those kinds of books.
Itâs fun. He could understand!
Seeing that he had always left a good impression on him, the shop assistant went inside and rummaged through the books. At the bottom of the book basket, he found a few books that the shopkeeper had kept at the bottom of the box. He wiped the dust off them and carefully wrapped them in oilpaper, then handed them over to Zhao Zhan along with a few travelogue books.
âSir, itâs all here. Itâs a total of eight silver.â
Why was this book more expensive than the one he read on the tip of his heart?
Zhao Zhan was puzzled, but he couldnât tell whether the travel books or the story books were more expensive. He took out his wallet and paid the silver, then hurried back home.
Yue Jiaojiao had yet to come out, but Chengfeng could already hear Zhao Zhanâs footsteps. He leaned against the courtyard door and scratched at it with his claws.
âComing, coming,â Li Miao quickly walked over to open the courtyard door. When she saw Zhao Zhan, she asked, âWhere did you get your dog from? Heâs so smart.â
âLi Miao,â Yue Jiaojiao came out of the room with a smile and hugged Chengfeng, who was clinging to Zhao Zhanâs leg. âChengfeng was saved by Zhao Zhan. If your family wants to raise a dog, you can ask Zhao Zhan and Dashan to go and pick one up. He can tell the temper of a dog.â
âJiaojiao is right. When the time comes, Iâll ask Dashan to take note of who has puppies. Iâll go with him to carry them.â
âThatâs great. When the house is built, Iâll get Dashan to bring one home. Itâs getting late. Iâll hurry back.â
Yue Jiaojiao and Zhao Zhan sent Li Miao out the door.
âZhao Zhan, whatâs that stuff in your arms?â Yue Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Zhanâs chest curiously and subconsciously reached out to him. âDid you buy me a new storybook again?â
Zhao Zhan had a guilty conscience and covered his chest uncomfortably. âItâs not a story. The staff at the bookstore said that the new story hasnât arrived yet, so I bought you a few travel books.â
As he spoke, he quickly walked into the room. âIâll put them in the room first.â