Chapter 115 - Chapter 115: Treating His Precious Wife Like the Apple of His Eye
Chapter 115: Treating His Precious Wife Like the Apple of His Eye
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Her decision?
Tang Beibei was stunned. The man was not in a hurry. Guiding her patiently, he asked, “Then, do you think you will spend more time here or in the study?” “Here, of course!” Tang Beibei answered his question without thinking.
Jiang Jingchen rubbed her head and said, “Then, you’ll go and join a professional dance troupe.”
“What?”
Only then did Tang Beibei realize why he said that she would know what she wanted after seeing his surprise.
Because deep down in her heart, what she liked the most and was more willing to do was to spend her time practicing dance.
She had an epiphany and felt that her path forward was clearer now.
“Hubby, do you mean that you support my dancing?”
The man’s gentle voice didn’t just reach her ears, but also her heart.
“Why not? If you do something you like, you’ll be happy. If you’re happy, I’m happy. You are spreading happiness to me. It’s such a good thing.”
This was the first time Tang Beibei heard someone say that they were happy if she was happy. She smiled and snuggled into her arms.
“Hubby, I didn’t dare to tell anyone that 1 could dance in the past. I never thought that someone is happy that I can dance in the future.”
Back in their bedroom, Tang Beibei was still excited as she lay in bed. The more she thought about it, the happier she became. She wriggled excitedly in his arms.
If they weren’t in bed, she would have spun around a few times to show how happy she was.
Her excitement infected Jiang Jingchen and he spun her around in bed. They rolled around in bed again, acting silly.
Sure enough, love made people stupid. Jiang Jingchen laughed and kissed her on the lips.
He really wanted to do something that would make her even more excited, but he was worried that his actions would be too reckless and scare her.
“Beibei, why are you so cute?”
“Do you like this little cutie then?” Tang Beibei let out a silly giggle with the innocence of a young girl.
Jiang Jingchen raised his eyebrows and asked, “What do you think?”
Tang Beibei kissed his forehead. “I think you do!”
“What a thick-skinned and silly girl!”
Although he was scolding her, his tone was full of affection. Not only was Tang Beibei not angry, but she rolled back into his arms happily and held his strong back.
“Good night, hubby.”
“Good night, little cutie.”
Jiang Jingchen probably couldn’t sleep peacefully with a woman hugging him like this.
The next morning, Jiang Jingchen heard Song Zhou’s report when he came downstairs. Rong Mei’er and her friends had been splashed with sulfuric acid and were hospitalized.
Jiang Jingchen’s face was calm. He went to the kitchen and started making breakfast.
“Call Rong Mei’er today, tell her that I’m divorced and ask her to come over.”
“She’s already hospitalized. Is there any point in calling her?” Song Zhou was puzzled.
Jiang Jingchen sneered and said, “A Rong daughter had been ruined but they have another daughter. Have you forgotten how Beibei married me?”
Song Zhou looked at him in shock. “Will Rong Chan’er come here in Rong Mei’er’s place?”
Wouldn’t that be too devastating?
Jiang Jingchen sneered. “Let’s see if she will. However badly the Rong sisters bullied my wife, I’ll return the favor tenfold, even a hundredfold!”
Song Zhou kept quiet with his head lowered. His young master was indifferent to family ties and had never been interested in anyone. Now that he suddenly had a precious wife, he had to treat her like the apple of his eye.
He cared about everything about her. How could he tolerate her being bullied?
At this moment, Jiang Jingchen continued, “But, ask the servant who took care of me overseas to come here. My wife shouldn’t spend her time cooking lunches and dinners.”
“Alright.” Song Zhou replied.
When he saw Jiang Jingchen turn on the soymilk machine, he was a little puzzled. “Young Master, what are you trying to do?”
“My wife soaked the beans last night to make soybean milk today. I want to help her grind the beans.”
The corner of Song Zhou’s mouth twitched. When did the young master ever do such things?
“Young Master, you need to add some water and sugar to make soy milk.”
Jiang Jingchen frowned. “My wife needs to eat less sugar. Sugar will make her fat. As a dancer, she needs to maintain her figure.”
Song Zhou choked. He didn’t expect Jiang Jingchen treat Tang Beibei’s casual words as gospel.
“Then put honey in it. Drinking honey in the morning can help one lose weight.”
“Let’s try that. If 1 fail, you can go out and buy two cups of soy milk.”
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Song Zhou wanted to tell Jiang Jingchen that he would buy two cups of soy milk first. This was his first attempt at making soy milk and he would surely fail.
Tang Beibei got out of bed. She didn’t go downstairs after washing up. Instead, she went to the dance studio to practice for a while. She only came out after working up a sweat.
When she walked downstairs and smelled food, the corners of her mouth curled up.
“That smells so good. What did you make?”
“Oh, pancakes and roujiamo. Who bought these?”
Jiang Jingchen, who was sitting at the dining table, explained calmly, “I know you haven’t had them for a while. You can practice dance more in the morning if you have time. I sent Song Zhou out to buy these.”
“Thank you, hubby. Now I have a craving. I’m just going to tuck in!”
Seeing her eat happily, Jiang Jingchen also smiled. However, when he saw her go to the kitchen to make soy milk, he looked at Song Zhou nervously.
Song Zhou cleared his throat and hurried into the kitchen. “Young Madam, what are you looking for?”
“Where are the beans I soaked last night? I want to make soy milk.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know that those were to be ground into soy milk this morning, so I threw them out. Young Master has asked me to buy two cups of soy milk as an apology.”
Jiang Jingchen added, “Yes, 1 have already scolded Song Zhou. He won’t do it again.”
The scapegoat, Song Zhou’s mouth twitched as he nodded repeatedly. “Yes, I won’t do it again. Young Madam, don’t be angry.”
“It’s also because 1 didn’t tell you. I’m also at fault. You’ve even taken the trouble to buy breakfast.” Tang Beibei went back to the dining table to drink the bought soy milk.
“This soy milk is delicious. It’s definitely better than my home-made version. Thank you, Song Zhou.”
Song Zhou heaved a sigh of relief. “Young Madam, it’s the least I can do.”
After breakfast, Song Zhou sent Tang Beibei to school. When he returned to the villa, he saw Jiang Jingchen sitting at the dining table with a gloomy face.
“Young Master, what happened?” Jiang Jingchen’s serious expression was quite scary.
“The soybeans that 1 wasted this morning are an insult to my intelligence. Where did you buy the soy milk this morning? Ask the maker to come here. 1 want to learn.”
“… Young Master, don’t take it too seriously. As the saying goes, there are specialties in every field. You’re suitable for doing business, not kitchen work.”
Song Zhou tried his best to persuade him. Jiang Jingchen could earn a few million yuan if he worked hard on some documents and did a few more projects. That money could buy soy milk for his wife for the rest of her life!
“No, my wife has been cooking for me for so long, but I haven’t cooked anything for her. She’ll be very happy if I made her soy milk.”
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Song Zhou suspected that Jiang Jingchen was unhappy because of his wife’s praise for the soy milk he bought. And that was why he wanted to learn how to make soy milk.
Sigh, his smart and scheming young master could sometimes be so childish. Song Zhou was helpless.
“Then I’ll find that person to teach you. However, Young Master, you still have a meeting today. You…”
Jiang Jingchen was annoyed. “What meeting? It’s more important to make soy milk for my wife. If they can’t have such a big meeting without me, are they mocking my tyranny, or their own intelligence and ability?”
“… Then, what about Rong Mei’er?”
“You deal with it. My mission today is to learn how to make soy milk. Unless it’s something related to my wife, don’t disturb me!”
Song Zhou felt that his young master was indeed blinded by love.
His wife was his priority, and everything else could fall to the wayside.
Song Zhou didn’t dare to provoke him anymore. He contacted the chef who made the soy milk and went to contact Rong Mei’er..