Volume 1 Chapter 22: Good Baby, Accompany Your Husband on a Business Trip Tomorrow
“Wen Suhe! Report your itinerary!” Qiao Yin took the opportunity to contact the fake ID vendor and her landlord.
She had rented an apartment where she could store her personal belongings from now on.
She didn’t dare bring anything back home.
Si Yao’s expression looked as if she had swallowed a fly, “Uh, this is hard to comment on.”
Qiao Yin smiled bitterly.
As the car stopped, Si Yao looked at the roadside tea restaurant, “Having afternoon tea?”
“Yeah, you go order first. I need to take care of something and will be back in half an hour.” Qiao Yin hurriedly grabbed her bag and got out of the car.
Though curious, Si Yao didn’t press for details.
Si Yao was one year older than Qiao Yin. After two years in the entertainment industry, she had only become somewhat recognizable. This time, she was only playing the sixth female lead in the drama she went to film.
Since it hadn’t aired yet and she didn’t have many fans, she didn’t bother with any disguise and sat at the table with the best view.
Si Yao took photos, checked in, and enjoyed her afternoon tea. Half an hour later, Qiao Yin finally arrived.
Si Yao: “How did things go?”
Qiao Yin: ( )
That expression meant it went smoothly.
As soon as Qiao Yin sat down, she first took a photo. She knew Wen Suhe would definitely ask about her day when he got home, so she might as well show him directly.
She hoped he wouldn’t be so perverted as to investigate exactly when she entered the tea restaurant.
Qiao Yin had been running too fast earlier and needed two minutes to catch her breath before calming down.
Having accomplished two major tasks today, she was in a wonderful mood.
She had a money-making idea in mind and originally wanted to discuss it with Si Yao.
But—
Si Yao had a track record.
Si Yao couldn’t withstand Wen Suhe’s “coercion and temptation.”
Actually, it wasn’t Si Yao’s fault. Even as Wen Suhe’s wife, Qiao Yin herself was afraid of him.
Just one look from Wen Suhe could make Qiao Yin’s legs go weak with fear.
Moreover, Qiao Yin didn’t want to implicate Si Yao. When she eventually left Wen Suhe, he would likely become extremely angry and volatile.
Si Yao couldn’t contain her curiosity: “Did your President Wen actually set a Curfew for you too?”
Qiao Yin looked dejected, “I wish it were just a Curfew—that would mean I could go out alone. Without a Curfew, even when I go out with you, I have to be home by 8:30 PM.”
Si Yao trembled with fear: “Is that how all top wealthy families are?”
Qiao Yin sighed: “Probably not. There can’t be many people like Wen Suhe who suffer from full-blown CEO syndrome.”
Si Yao agreed: “These days, if you don’t have some kind of condition, you can’t really call yourself a CEO.”
Well, Wen Suhe was the epitome of an overbearing CEO.
While he had no physical ailments, he had plenty of psychological issues.
Especially his outrageous possessiveness and controlling nature.
If Wen Suhe were an emperor, the palace would probably witness daily executions.
Su Zengrou had advised that before escaping, she should behave obediently so the other party would let their guard down.
With an 8:30 PM Curfew, Qiao Yin returned home at 8:00 PM.
“We sisters can no longer stay up all night gossiping!”Si Yao stood beside the Porsche, ‘Goodbye, my dear Qiao Qiao, goodbye, my Porsche Ice Berry Pink!” Sister will drive you again next time.”
Si Yao blew frantic kisses at the Porsche.
Qiao Yin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “You can take it to drive.”
“Really? Is that okay?”
“I don’t even have a driver’s license.” Qiao Yin shrugged, “Mechanical things break if they’re not used regularly.”
“Won’t your husband mind?” Si Yao spotted Wen Suhe emerging from behind and timidly raised her hand in greeting, “Hi, President Wen, I’ve returned your beautiful wife safe and sound, and we didn’t even exceed the Curfew.”
So they could still go out together next time, right?
Right? Right?
Wen Suhe only had eyes for his wife, naturally holding her hand. “We won’t keep Miss Si any longer. The car was gifted to my wife, so she decides.”
Si Yao wanted to argue but still chickened out.
“I’ll just drive my own car. May you have a harmonious union lasting a hundred years and bear a noble son soon!”
Si Yao slipped into her car and drove off immediately.
A faint smile touched Wen Suhe’s eyes. “That friend of yours is alright.”
The eight-character blessing “harmonious union lasting a hundred years, bear a noble son soon” had genuinely pleased Wen Suhe.
So easily pleased~
Why wasn’t he this easy to handle when she tried to coax him!
Having not seen Qiao Yin all day, Wen Suhe was overflowing with longing. The moment they entered the hall, he pulled her into his embrace.
Qiao Yin leaned back, their bodies forming a “Y” shape.
Wen Suhe secured his arm around her back, applying slight pressure to bring her flush against his chest. “Good Baby, did you have fun today?”
So annoying, always with the hugging!
Did Wen Suhe have skin hunger or something?
Qiao Yin replied with a bright smile, “So much fun! I want to hang out with Si Yao again next time.”
“Who makes you happier – being with me or with her?”
Why set yourself up for humiliation!
Of course she’s happier with Yao Yao!
But saying that to Wen Suhe’s face would surely trigger his possessive jealousy tonight, leaving her completely worn out.
Qiao Yin decided to play it safe. “I’m happiest when I’m alone.”
Wen Suhe’s eyes dimmed. “Good Baby, I hope your answer will be different next time I ask this question.”
Qiao Yin: “…”
Though Qiao Yin’s answer wasn’t what Wen Suhe wanted to hear, her current expression was utterly adorable.
Holding her hand, Wen Suhe led her upstairs. “You spent today with your friend, so how about accompanying your husband on a business trip tomorrow?”
Good news – heaven had heard her prayers!
Bad news – Wen Suhe wanted to bring her along!
Qiao Yin froze instantly. “Honey, I can’t go! I haven’t done my summer homework yet, and I have calligraphy lessons at Professor Gu’s house. I’m so busy!”
Since when was she that busy!
She simply didn’t want to go!
At the staircase landing, their eyes met as Wen Suhe asked unhurriedly, “What’s your summer homework, Good Baby?”
Qiao Yin mumbled weakly, “Writing a 20,000-word short story.”
Who assigns homework during junior year summer break anyway!
Actually, she already knew what to write about.
The perfect material was right beside her.
She’d portray him as an ancient tyrant and then kill him off in the story!
Hehe!
(´▽)
Couldn’t do it in reality, but perfectly possible in fiction.
Wen Suhe swept her up into a bridal carry. “You can bring your tablet on my business trip – you can write anytime. As for calligraphy, it can wait a couple of days.”
Last time he traveled without Qiao Yin, Wen Suhe had felt each day drag on like years.
Three days apart might as well have been three years.
Without his wife by his side, he couldn’t sleep properly and suffered insomnia.
Eager to get upstairs, Wen Suhe took two steps at a time. “Summer break is long – you can do your homework whenever.”
“I don’t want to go…”
“You do.”
Like hell she did!
“Shouldn’t I know my own mind?” Qiao Yin hated Wen Suhe’s high-handedness in making decisions for her.
Tyrant! Absolute tyrant!
With a darkened expression, Wen Suhe carried her through the corridor. Qiao Yin grew anxious, stealing nervous glances at him.
Why wasn’t Wen Suhe speaking?
A silent Wen Suhe was terrifying.
“Honey~”
Qiao Yin called out softly, “I don’t have my passport or visa ready. Isn’t it too last-minute for tomorrow’s trip?”
“Domestic travel.”
Why did it have to be domestic!
Qiao Yin whispered softly, “I wouldn’t be much help if I went, and I’d just distract you and slow down your work progress. I’d better not go~”