Chapter 138 - Another Change
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After the first experience, Song Jingchen didnât panic anymore. He quietly waited for her in the room for the entire day.
Shen Yijia woke up at noon on the fifth day. She blinked when she met Song Jingchenâs tired eyes.
Her first reaction was not to care about him, but to quickly check if there were any strange symptoms on her body, in case Song Jingchen realized that something was wrong.
Fortunately, there wasnât any. Shen Yijia heaved a sigh of relief.
Song Jingchen stared at her with a strange expression.
âWhat, whatâs wrong?â Shen Yijia stroked her face and asked uneasily.
Song Jingchen remained silent. He turned around and brought the bronze mirror on the dressing table to Shen Yijia.
âAh!â Shen Yijia screamed.
She suddenly had a fiery red flower bud that was not much bigger than a rice grain between her eyebrows. She had never seen that pattern before.
It made her originally delicate and pretty face look even more flirtatious.
Coupled with her enchanting eyes, she looked like a vixen.
âThe gods have wronged me!â?she thought.
......
Shen Yijia turned to look at Song Jingchen and then at herself in the mirror. She repeated this a few times.
Her hand shot to her forehead. âI-â
âWhat if I canât cover up this incident?â?she thought.
Song Jingchen sighed. âIâll help you explain it to the others.â
Although he had long known that Shen Yijia was inhuman, seeing a bud grow between her eyebrows with his own eyes, Song Jingchen was definitely not as calm as he looked.
Shen Yijia was speechless.
âWell, explain with whatever youâve understood then.â?she thought.
However, it was a good thing that she didnât have to make things up. If Song Jingchen didnât ask her, she would simply pretend that nothing had happened. She was really a smart girl.
Song Jingchen left. Shen Yijia picked up the mirror and looked at the person in it carefully.
âWow, am I a fairy? This looks so pretty!â?she thought.
When Shen Yijia cleaned up and walked out of the room, an hour had passed.
It was all because she was too cold and had to wear too many clothes. She did not appreciate the fact that she had forgotten the time.
âHaha, Furball, donât runâ¦â
Just as Shen Yijia arrived at the front yard, she heard Sister Huan and the others laughing.
Previously, she was worried that Song Jingchenâs wheelchair would slip. Every day, Shen Yijia would clean up the snow with a shovel. This time, because she was unconscious, the snow had already piled up high, and there was already a lot of it piled up under the porch.
The children werenât afraid of the cold. They threw themselves into the snow.
It never snowed in the capital during winter. No wonder Brother Hao and Sister Huan were so excited.
It had been snowing for a few days, but that had not worn down their enthusiasm.
âSister-in-law, move quickly!â Brother Hao shouted.
She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a large snow-white ball flying at her.
Shen Yijiaâs lips twitched as she reached out to block the âballâ.
The color of the ballâs fur could no longer be seen clearly. Its entire body was covered in snow. It howled a few times and flapped its front limbs, wanting to burrow into Shen Yijiaâs arms.
How could Shen Yijia let it succeed? She grabbed its forelimbs and lifted it up.
Furball stopped moving and hung from her hand like a salted fish. It was extremely obedient.
âToo late,â Shen Yijia sneered.
She carried it to the corner where she had piled up the snow.
Perhaps it was because it had drunk too much spiritual liquid, but Furball was very smart now and sensed danger.
Little Furball acted cute and whined, looking at Shen Yijia with teary eyes.
Previously, a wild cat had come to the house a few times, but it would always meow and beg for food. Little Furball had learned how to act cute like the cat.
However, it ate a lot and exercised very little. It was a big creature, but it still acted cute and pitiful. Shen Yijia was disgusted.
With a shudder, she let go. With a squelch, the Furballâs entire body sank into the snow, and got covered completely.
If Furball could speak, it wouldâve complained. âWhy canât you be gentler to me, like you are to that man?â