Volume 1 Chapter 14: Good Baby’s Stamina Is So Poor, Needs More Exercise
At this moment, Wen Suhe was at the company.
Today, Deng Xuan was the one picking her up.
As soon as Deng Xuan saw her come down, she opened the car door.
Lan Yezhou didn’t understand what Qiao Yin meant by that remark. He watched Qiao Yin run toward the pink Bentley, and the short-haired female driver glanced at him before driving off.
The pink Bentley had been bought specifically to chauffeur Qiao Yin.
A delicate, soft wife deserves pink!
Qiao Yin looked at Deng Xuan’s retreating figure—she was Wen Suhe’s loyal subordinate.
She would definitely tell Wen Suhe about Lan Yezhou chasing after her just now.
Better to confess proactively, so Wen Suhe wouldn’t misunderstand.
[Qiao Yin: Hubby, I finished my exam!]
Wen Suhe replied instantly: Good Baby, so amazing.
Just taking an exam and he calls her amazing?
He didn’t even ask how she did.
[Qiao Yin: Lan Yezhou came to see me just now. I didn’t add him back, and I refused to go to the summer camp.]
[Wen Suhe: So well-behaved. Do you want any reward?]
[Qiao Yin: I’ve had my eye on an apple recently.]
Qiao Yin found a picture of a golden apple online and sent it to Wen Suhe.
[Wen Suhe: Okay. Kisses.]
[Qiao Yin: (￣3￣)╭]
Wen Suhe, who was in a meeting, saw the kissy face with a little heart and smiled.
Good Baby really knew how to make him happy.
As soon as the meeting ended, Wen Suhe instructed his assistant to buy the golden apple Qiao Yin wanted.
Before work was over, Wen Suhe received a message from Yan Qing.
[Yan Qing: Did you make Qiao Yin delete me?]
[Wen Suhe: I deleted you.]
[Yan Qing: Did I offend you again???]
On the other end of the phone, Yan Qing was cursing under her breath.
[Wen Suhe: If you need to reach her, I can relay the message.]
[Yan Qing: Wen Suhe, I thought you’d grown up and changed from that domineering possessiveness you had as a kid. I never expected you to be even worse than before.]
[Yan Qing: She’s your wife, but she’s also a living person. You control so much, even her right to make friends—aren’t you afraid it’ll backfire?]**
Wen Suhe stared at the chat history. Why did everyone think Qiao Yin was unhappy with him?
Why did they think his controlling behavior was bad?
They didn’t understand—Qiao Yin had grown up in an environment where she wasn’t loved by her elders. He needed to give her more care and affection.
Qiao Yin was gentle, kind, innocent, and well-behaved, with a fair and beautiful face that made her look easy to deceive.
He just wanted to protect his wife—what was wrong with that?
Wen Suhe didn’t want to listen to Yan Qing’s lecturing, so he simply deleted her.
On the other end, Yan Qing’s message failed to send, displaying “The other party is not your friend.” She slapped Xie Guansheng’s chest.
“Wen Suhe deleted me!!!”
“What’s wrong with him?! I was just trying to teach him how to treat a girl! And he actually deleted me!”
Xie Guansheng narrowed his eyes. Wen Suhe had always been steady and calm, but today, after just a few words, he’d done something so childish. That Qiao Yin held an incomparable place in Wen Suhe’s heart.
“Don’t mind him. Matters of the heart are like drinking water—only the one drinking knows if it’s warm or cold. Wen Suhe has strong controlling tendencies, but maybe Qiao Yin likes being managed by others.” Xie Guansheng calmly took Yan Qing’s phone. “Wife, let’s play something exciting.”
Xie Guansheng had lost it too!
This was the office!
What was he doing not focusing on work?!
Yan Qing was extremely grateful that she had used soundproof materials for the office walls during the renovation. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had the face to leave work today.
Wen Suhe also finished work and stopped by a dessert shop on his way home to pick up a pre-ordered cake. Thinking of Qiao Yin’s adorable expression while eating, his mood, which had been gloomy for hours, improved slightly.
Upon arriving home, Wen Suhe entered the hall carrying the small cake and a gift.
“Where is she?”
“Young Madam is in the study.”
Shanshui Garden covered a vast area with multiple buildings within its grounds.
Besides the main building, there were other structures.
Even the servants had their own separate building.
True to its name, Shanshui Garden featured mountains and water, lush green hills, gardens and fruit trees of various sizes, naturally grown pesticide-free vegetables, and even raised chickens, ducks, fish, geese, and rabbits.
It could be self-sufficient even in an apocalyptic scenario.
Qiao Yin’s study was next to Wen Suhe’s study, offering an open view. From the window, one could see the mountain in the backyard, which was easy on the eyes.
Wen Suhe knocked on the door and entered.
The six o’clock sunlight cast an orange-red glow, filtering through thin white curtains into the room, making the light even softer.
Qiao Yin wore a fitted new Chinese-style cheongsam with an ink wash pattern, her long hair tied up simply with a black hairpin at the back. She stood at the desk practicing calligraphy.
Wen Suhe set down what he was holding and walked to Qiao Yin’s side. “Good Baby, what are you writing?”
“Li Sao.”
What ulterior motives could she have? She just hoped Wen Suhe wouldn’t be so flirtatious in the future!
“Do you like calligraphy?”
Qiao Yin held the brush. “Do you think my writing isn’t good?”
“I can’t quite tell what style Good Baby is writing at the moment.” Wen Suhe took her hand. “Let me teach you.”
As the heir of a wealthy family, calligraphy wasn’t a mandatory skill for Wen Suhe. When he was young, Su Zengrou and Wen Xuran didn’t know what he excelled at, so they had him learn a bit of everything.
He had studied calligraphy for a period.
He practiced Emperor Huizong of Song’s “Slender Gold” style.
Having known Wen Suhe for just over a month, Qiao Yin seemed to have already grown accustomed to his closeness.
But at this moment, she felt an inexplicable sensation.
It was rare for Wen Suhe to approach her without desire.
Wen Suhe’s fingers were long and distinct, with neatly trimmed, rounded nails that showed a healthy pink hue.
Now, that hand enveloped hers, guiding it across the paper to write.
Qiao Yin was just writing for fun, while Wen Suhe had clearly practiced; the characters he wrote closely resembled the Slender Gold style from font libraries.
In comparison, her earlier writing looked quite clumsy!
Qiao Yin gave up: “I don’t want to write anymore.”
Wen Suhe leaned close to her cheek and took the opportunity to kiss her. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m tired.”
“Your stamina is so poor. Take advantage of the summer break to exercise more.” Wen Suhe put down the brush and led her by the hand to the sofa.
Qiao Yin sat down unhappily.
Wen Suhe handed her the gift.
Golden apples!
And two of them.
Holding the two heavy golden apples, Qiao Yin’s mood cleared like after the rain, a smile touching the corners of her eyes as she sweetly said, “Thank you, hubby~”
It’s best to be obedient when the situation calls for it.
Wen Suhe lifted her onto his lap. “Good Baby, I don’t like thank-yous that are just words.”
The sofa was more comfortable than his lap!
His legs were so firm—why did he always hold her like this?
Qiao Yin’s mind was in a jumble; without a clear thought, she just kissed Wen Suhe on the cheek.
Wen Suhe’s lips curved into a smile. “I bought the little cakes you love.”
Inside the box were two beautiful small cakes, one blueberry flavored and the other mango.
They were indeed her favorites.
But—
Dinner is coming soon. Letting her eat two small cakes before the meal—is this an attempt to make her gain weight?
Qiao Yin recalled a terrifying video she saw online, where a man fed his girlfriend until she went from under ninety pounds to over three hundred pounds, simply because he thought no one would be interested in her if she got fat.
The way Qiao Yin looked at Wen Suhe became strange.
He couldn’t be that twisted, could he?
She definitely didn’t want to balloon to three hundred pounds!!!
Wen Suhe brought the small cakes and fed her. Qiao Yin opened her mouth mechanically.
The small cakes still tasted as delicious as ever!
Qiao Yin smiled and said, “Two small cakes—let’s each have one.”
“Good Baby, I don’t really like small cakes, but if you want me to eat, I will. It might just require you to feed me.”
“No trouble at all.”
A few minutes later, Qiao Yin finally understood what Wen Suhe meant by “feed him.”
Ahhh!
She’s been tainted!