Chapter 71 - Gifting Books
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
âYou didnât go by yourself, right?â Song Jingchen hit her with another curveball.
Shen Yijia was completely impressed by her husbandâs brain. She didnât say anything, but he knew everything.
She decided to come clean. âBruiser brought me there. Thatâs the guy who came by yesterday. I didnât save him. He followed me into the mountains and said that he wanted to acknowledge me as his master. However, you know that I donât know any proper martial arts, so I definitely couldnât lead him on. I rejected him at that time. He said that he would bring me to earn money, so I agreed to take him in as my disciple.â
After saying that, Shen Yijia sighed. Now, she really didnât have anything to hide.
Song Jingchen smiled coldly. âNothing else?â
Shen Yijia shook her head. âThereâs really nothing else. I swear Iâll tell you everything in the future.â In her mind, she was thinking desperately.?âStop staring at me coldly like that. Please let me off the hook.â
As if hearing Shen Yijiaâs thoughts, Song Jingchen looked away.
Shen Yijia heaved a sigh of relief and scratched her head in a dilemma. Her gaze wavered as she said, âThen⦠then why was An Xiuâer at our house yesterday?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Her tone was a little sour.
Song Jingchen paused and felt inexplicably happy, but he didnât show it on his face. He explained, âShe said that you liked her pickled vegetables and sent some over.
âSince none of you were home, Brother Hao and Sister Huan were starvingâ¦â
âThen why did she serve you the food and soup?â Shen Yijia pouted.
Shen Yijia found it strange that An Xiuâer knew they werenât at home, but she did not think too much about it.
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âThe maidservants at home used to do the same,â Song Jingchen said honestly as he glanced at a corner.
Shen Yijia choked. She wanted to say that An Xiuâer was not his maidservant, but the inexplicable frustration in her heart disappeared.
Following his gaze, she saw the package in the corner. She said in surprise, âArenât those the books I bought for you? You didnât read it.â
She walked over and picked up the package.
Song Jingchen was expressionless. âAre you sure you bought it for me?â
âThatâs right. I saw that youâve almost worn out the few books at home, so I specially asked the bookstore owner to pick them out for you. I heard that these were the bestsellers, and they cost me two taels of silver.â Shen Yijiaâs heart ached when she thought about it. Two taels of silver was enough to buy a lot of meat.
She stuffed the package into Song Jingchenâs arms and gestured for him to open it quickly to see if he liked it.
Song Jingchenâs hand trembled and he asked, âYouâve read them?â
âNo, I bought it for you to read. Besides, I donât know many words.â Shen Yijia didnât understand why Song Jingchen had so many questions. It was just a few books.
Song Jingchen choked up a little and stuffed the package under his pillow. He pulled Shen Yijia to lie down with him. âIâll take a look when Iâm free. Letâs sleep first.â
Shen Yijia refused to give up. âThen tell me if you like it. Iâll buy you a few more copies.â
Song Jingchen stayed silent.
There was no need for that. He didnât like it. Besides⦠These books were enough to last him a long time.
The room was silent for a while. Suddenly, Shen Yijia sat up, startling Song Jingchen.
However, before he could ask, Shen Yijia had already put on her shoes and rushed out.
Song Jingchen quickly propped himself up and wanted to sit in the wheelchair to follow her out, but Shen Yijia had already returned.
She was holding an old book.
Song Jingchenâs forehead throbbed. Sheâd bought more than three books. Before he could stop her, Shen Yijia opened the book.
Shen Yijia only remembered that she had casually thrown this book into the carriage because she was in a hurry. Later on, she had to sort a lot of things out, so she completely forgot about it. Fortunately, she did not lose it.
Song Jingchen rubbed his temples.