Volume 1 Chapter 19: Mom, Please Don’t Corrupt My Wife
“I haven’t been arguing with your father-in-law recently. He’s been behaving quite well.”
Su Zengrou didn’t dare to just run off with Qiao Yin like that.
Those two father and son would definitely come chasing after them together.
They would be in deep trouble then.
Seeing her dejected expression, Su Zengrou asked, “Did Susu make you angry?”
“He won’t let me go to summer camp.”
Given the possessive nature of the Wen family men, going to summer camp—being away for several days among a group of vibrant young men and women—they would absolutely never feel at ease.
Unless she acted first and reported later.
But Qiao Yin was too obedient.
She clearly looked like a good girl who was completely under Wen Suhe’s control.
She couldn’t hide her desire to attend summer camp from Wen Suhe.
Without Wen Suhe’s permission, she couldn’t even step out of Shanshui Garden’s main gate.
That rebellious son was too shameless!
Did Wen Xuran even teach Wen Suhe anything?
Su Zengrou wanted to be good to Qiao Yin. “Where did Yin want to go after sending Deng Xuan away? I’ll take you.”
She needed to get a fake ID!
That was something she didn’t want Su Zengrou to know about.
After all, they were mother and son.
“There’s an art exhibition I wanted to see,” Qiao Yin made up an excuse.
“Wen Suhe won’t even let you go to an art exhibition? That’s going too far!”
“I must properly educate him today.”
As soon as Su Zengrou finished speaking, Qiao Yin’s phone rang.
It was Wen Suhe calling.
Deng Xuan must have returned alone, and Wen Suhe found out.
Qiao Yin’s voice turned sweet and syrupy, “Husband~”
“Where are you going with Mom?”
Wen Suhe’s tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Even without seeing Wen Suhe’s face, Qiao Yin could imagine how cold those clear, deep eyes beneath his glasses must be right now.
Su Zengrou answered for her: “We’re going to an art exhibition! Don’t worry, I’ll definitely return your wife to you tonight.”
Wen Suhe laughed, “Still not very reassuring.”
Su Zengrou: “…”
Brat, daring to tease her.
Qiao Yin played along: “Husband, see you tonight.”
Since Qiao Yin wasn’t planning to run today, of course he could rest assured.
When she did run away, she definitely wouldn’t let Wen Suhe find out.
At the art exhibition, Qiao Yin once again understood Wen Suhe’s words.
Art is priceless.
Some paintings didn’t seem particularly beautiful to her, but they were expensive.
What was valuable was the art itself, the artist’s reputation.
Art is abstract—different people see different things, just as there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers. Everyone has their own perspective.
Therefore, the possibility of implementing that plan in her mind was quite high.
After browsing the art exhibition, Qiao Yin used Wen Suhe’s card to buy a painting, specifically requesting it be delivered to Shanshui Garden with Qiao Yin as the recipient.
Wen Suhe’s wife.
The young madam of the Wen family.
“Yin, do you like collecting paintings?” Su Zengrou stood beside her, her eyes filled with gentle maternal light. “See if there are any other paintings you like. Mom will buy them for you.”
“I only liked this one painting today,” Qiao Yin said.
“Alright, alright. Next time you see something you like, Mom will buy it for you.”
Qiao Yin linked arms with Su Zengrou. “Thank you, Mom! I used husband’s card anyway. We can just use his money to buy things!”
Qiao Yin had only one goal today—to spread the word that the young madam of the Wen family loved paintings.
Su Zengrou completely agreed: “Exactly! Use his card, buy whatever catches your eye. Don’t be polite with him. Those two father and son earn money just for us to spend.”
Many women are reluctant to spend the money their husbands earn, unable to bear it.
If they don’t spend it, other people will spend it for them.
You should spend more, let them know how expensive it is to raise a woman, so they won’t have the energy to consider mistresses or affairs.
Su Zengrou drove Qiao Yin home.
As soon as the car entered the gates of Shanshui Garden, the two of them saw Wen Suhe’s tall and upright figure standing at the entrance of the main building.
Qiao Yin swallowed nervously, “Mom, why don’t you stay here tonight!”
Su Zengrou hesitated, “Daughter-in-law, I’d like to, but if I don’t go back, your father-in-law will get angry too.”
Qiao Yin: (＿)
How pitiful!
They were completely controlled by the Wen father and son.
Su Zengrou encouraged Qiao Yin, “Don’t be afraid. You didn’t run away, and he won’t be angry just because you spent his money. He’s just standing at the door waiting for you. Show him your authority as his wife and overpower him!”
Qiao Yin: =(*)
How would she dare?
Qiao Yin’s legs were trembling as she got out of the car.
Wen Suhe held her arm and gently pulled her into his embrace, casting a cold glance at his mother in the driver’s seat. “Do you want her to learn how to drive so she can go out with you in the future?”
“Yes, is that not allowed?”
“No.” Wen Suhe wrapped his arm around Qiao Yin’s slender back. “Mom, I’ve fallen for this one person. Please don’t lead her astray. She’s not like you, and our situation is different from yours back then. I hope you won’t interfere in matters of the heart. Otherwise, I might suggest Dad take you abroad for a while. It just so happens you enjoy traveling overseas.”
That brat, how dare he threaten her!
Qiao Yin was pulled inside as she secretly glanced at Wen Suhe.
Her mother-in-law had lied to her—Wen Suhe was clearly angry.
He was afraid she would be led astray by Su Zengrou.
Not at all~
She had been planning to run away all along!
As soon as Wen Suhe sat down, he pulled her onto his lap. “Mom didn’t lead me astray. I just went to see an art exhibition and bought a painting.”
“She did.”
“No!”
“She’s tempting you, making you learn how to drive. Once you know how, you can just hop in a car and run off wherever you want, right?” Wen Suhe pinched her soft waist. “Good Baby, we’ve already discussed learning how to drive. I don’t allow it—driving is too dangerous.”
“You just think I’m incapable…” Qiao Yin lowered her head.
“Do you think I’ll fall for your provocation and agree to let you go?” Wen Suhe curled his lips and reached out to stroke her chin. “Good Baby, you still don’t understand me well enough~”
Reverse psychology didn’t work on him.
He didn’t fall for that.
Even if rumors spread that Wen Suhe’s wife didn’t know how to drive, he wouldn’t care.
Not knowing how to drive was normal.
It wouldn’t embarrass him.
What did he care about?
Qiao Yin stared at the hand in front of her and angrily bit it.
She happened to bite the fleshy part between his thumb and index finger, leaving tooth marks and saliva.
“A mark of love?” Wen Suhe stared at the bite marks. “Good Baby should bite harder. These marks are too shallow—they’ll be gone by tomorrow.”
Qiao Yin: “…”
What a yandere, what a yandere~
Even biting him could make him happy.
When it came to dealing with a yandere, Qiao Yin was completely helpless.
Wen Suhe smiled faintly. “Good Baby, do you want to bite me again?”
“No…” Qiao Yin shook her head. “Wipe it off.”
It was covered in her saliva.
Wen Suhe wiped his hand unhurriedly. “Do you want to go learn calligraphy tomorrow?”
Qiao Yin: “Yes.”
Since she had agreed to learn, she would.
Gradually, she would make Wen Suhe let his guard down.
While they were eating, the painting from the art exhibition was delivered.
Qiao Yin looked delighted, and the servants placed the painting in her study.
“Shall I give you paintings in the future?”
“Don’t! Everyone has different tastes in paintings, I might not like the artwork you give me. But I love all the bags, gold, jewelry and accessories you’ve given me. You have such great taste, darling~” Qiao Yin showered him with praise while wrapping her arms around his waist. “Back when I was with the Qiao Family, my things were often taken away from me. Nothing truly belonged to me. But everything you give me is truly mine.”
Don’t give her paintings – please keep giving her jewelry and limited edition bags!
Cash equivalents would be even better!
Wen Suhe’s heart ached terribly. What kind of difficult life had his precious darling endured before?