Teasing My Husband—He's Pretty Shy

All day long, He Qing and Xu Yanche had no unnecessary interaction at home. They each went about their own business.

That evening, after Xu Yanche supervised He Jing's studies,

he went upstairs to get ready for bed.

The moment he opened the bedroom door, he saw He Qing sitting on the bed.

A warm yellow bedside lamp was on.

He Qing sat on the bed reading documents.

The warm light softened his cold, handsome features somewhat.

Why isn't this great Buddha sleeping in the room next door? Isn't this my bed?

He Qing closed the document and patted the spot beside him, his tone carrying a hint of command. "Come sleep."

Xu Yanche walked to the bed somewhat stiffly and sat down, then pulled up the blanket and went to sleep.

He lay at the very edge of the bed.

Why isn't this guy going back to sleep? Why does he insist on sleeping in the same bed as me? Could it be that he's taken a fancy to my looks? Though he really is very handsome.

Just as He Qing was about to pull Xu Yanche into his arms to sleep, he immediately withdrew his hand, turned his back to Xu Yanche, switched off the light, and went to sleep.

His little wife certainly had a rich inner world.

Though he had indeed taken a bit of a liking to Xu Yanche's face.

Just as He Qing was about to fall asleep,

a warm hand slipped beneath his shirt and touched his abs.

Hehehe, abs... He Qing must be asleep, right? He's definitely asleep. Even if he's awake, so what if I touch him? Our relationship is basically that of future husbands. What's wrong with touching him once?

He Qing instantly woke up.

He wanted to remove his little wife's hand, but ultimately gave up and let Xu Yanche keep touching him.

That night, Xu Yanche slept very comfortably, while He Qing could be said to have stayed awake all night.

In the morning, Xu Yanche got up promptly at five.

He went to the garden outside and practiced two sets of martial arts forms.

After returning to shower, he went downstairs for breakfast.

Once breakfast was over, it would be time to leave.

As Xu Yanche was about to go downstairs, he saw He Qing close his document and prepare to head down as well.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally walked over and thoughtfully asked, "Qingqing Darling, do you need me to carry you downstairs?"

The tips of He Qing's ears reddened slightly. Though he very much wanted to, he still refused. "No need. I can do it."

Then he deliberately moved slowly toward the door.

He silently counted to ten.

The next second, his little wife picked him up and carried him downstairs.

He Qing was happy inside, but his face still looked frosty and cold.

He Qing: ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ It seemed his relationship with his little wife had taken another step forward.

He Yumo, Jiang Qian, and He Jing were no longer as surprised as they had initially been when they saw Xu Yanche carrying He Qing downstairs.

They calmly accepted the fact.

When Aunt Chen, the servant, brought the last dish to the table,

everyone was about to eat when they heard Xu Yanche's inner voice.

Holy shit, this servant, Aunt Chen, is something else. She actually steals He Yumo's underwear.

The He family all turned to look at He Yumo.

Jiang Qian's smile vanished. She set down her chopsticks and looked at He Yumo with displeasure.

He Yumo felt terribly wronged. He clearly knew nothing about this.

Though it was true that one pair of his underwear went missing from time to time.

Xu Yanche had no idea that the atmosphere at the dining table had turned tense.

Tsk tsk, you really can't judge a book by its cover. She looks so honest, but at her age, she's still coveting Mrs. He's position. Whenever the He family isn't home, she steals Jiang Qian's clothes to wear and stands in front of the mirror admiring herself.

Jiang Qian's expression darkened further.

He Qing looked unfavorably at Aunt Chen, who stood to one side.

Meanwhile, He Jing looked at her little sister-in-law with an expression of eager curiosity, even shifting her chair closer to Xu Yanche.

Then the He family heard another soft, adorable voice. Host, the dress Jiang Qian is wearing right now was worn by Aunt Chen a few days ago. After Aunt Chen took it off, she even used it to wipe the toilet.

Xu Yanche was stunned. No way, really, Zero Zero?

Zero Zero replied, Really.

Jiang Qian immediately stood and went upstairs to change. She felt uncomfortable all over now.

She was practically furious to death.

He Jing looked toward the orange cat sleeping in the cat bed.

So she could hear the conversation between the orange cat and her little sister-in-law now?

Zero Zero continued, Basically all of Jiang Qian's clothes have been worn by Aunt Chen.

Jiang Qian, who was heading upstairs, flew into a rage and told the servants to come up and throw out all the clothes in the walk-in closet.

Then she called her assistant and told him to bring over brand-new clothes. She transferred him ten thousand yuan and told him to arrive within an hour.

Zero Zero kept tapping on the panel, digging for more gossip. Tsk tsk, Host, Aunt Chen also wears He Yumo's shirts. Every day, she wears the shirt He Yumo is supposed to have washed for an entire night, then washes it the next day. When she sleeps, she even hugs He Yumo's underwear.

He Yumo felt his stomach churn, and he nearly threw up.

Trembling, he stood and went upstairs to shower.

He Jing was dumbfounded.

Then she angrily pointed at Aunt Chen. "You're fired. Pack your things and get out."

Aunt Chen was shocked. "Why, Miss? I haven't done anything wrong." Had what she did been discovered? That shouldn't be possible.

Xu Yanche snapped back to his senses, confused. Huh? What's going on?

He Qing slowly set down his chopsticks and looked coldly at Aunt Chen. "Not spelling it out is already giving you face."

Aunt Chen's body trembled. Then she went to pack her things, looking aggrieved.

He Qing picked up his phone and sent a message ensuring Aunt Chen would never find another housekeeping job in the city.

He had no appetite for food anymore.

But Xu Yanche was not affected in the slightest and happily continued eating.

It was as if nothing could interrupt his meal.

Xu Yanche asked, Why can you see so much gossip that I don't know about?

Zero Zero replied, Because the panel is small. If Host wants to dig deeper into any gossip later, just tell me. Host has now accumulated one hundred Gossip Points. You have one chance to change the plot.

Xu Yanche replied, Mm.

Before long, Xu Yanche saw servants carrying clothes downstairs, preparing to take them out and throw them away.

Jiang Qian's assistant carried bags upon bags of new clothes upstairs to deliver them.

Could it be that Mom and Dad know about Aunt Chen's dirty deeds? That's good. I was wondering how to remind them, but it seems I don't need to now. A wealthy family really is a wealthy family. These clothes could be disinfected and donated to the mountain regions.

During breakfast, the entire He Household was busy inside and out. Only He Qing, He Jing, and Xu Yanche remained eating.

Wearing new clothes, Jiang Qian directed people to disinfect the house inside and out.

Jiang Qian was even preparing to throw away the jewelry she usually wore, afraid it had been contaminated with germs.

Xu Yanche was stunned again.

She could throw away items worth millions just like that.

As expected of a wealthy family.

After breakfast, Uncle Li packed the pastries made in the kitchen into a small suitcase and handed it to Xu Yanche.

Smiling kindly, he said, "Young Master, take these to eat on set. Share some with the crew as well."

Xu Yanche obediently accepted it. "Thank you, Uncle Li."

Before leaving, Xu Yanche ran up to He Qing and, while He Qing was distracted,

quickly kissed He Qing on the lips, then bolted.

He Jing covered her eyes, peeking through the gaps between her fingers as her little sister-in-law kissed her eldest brother.

To her surprise, she discovered that her eldest brother seemed embarrassed. The tips of his ears had turned red.

He Jing: Oh my, Little Sister-in-Law is amazing. She actually made a perennial iceberg like Big Brother blush.

Originally, Zhang Yue had planned to take a taxi to the luxury villa district and pick Xu Yanche up for the set.

But the moment she stepped outside, she saw a low-profile luxury car parked at the entrance of the residential complex.

The window rolled down, revealing Xu Yanche's cool, handsome face.

"Zhang Mammy, get in. Let's go to the set."

Zhang Yue was shocked. "Did you rob someone? Or did you hijack an alien spaceship?"

Xu Yanche smiled. "Wrong on both counts. The Empress Dowager assigned me this special car."

Zhang Yue happily climbed into the back seat.

It was the first time in her life that she had ridden in a car worth several million.

She shakily stretched out her hand, touching here and there.

Then, excitedly, she smacked Xu Yanche's leg.

Xu Yanche winced in pain. Clutching his chest, he leaned back against the seat. "Zhang Mammy, why are you trying to murder me?"

Zhang Yue chuckled. "I knew I hadn't misjudged you. I'll be counting on you from now on. You have to act well. Once this drama is done filming, I'll fight for some other roles for you."

Xu Yanche took out his phone and began fiddling with it.

Zhang Yue leaned over. "What are you doing?"

With a serious expression, Xu Yanche said, "Teasing my husband. He's pretty shy, so I need to take the initiative and message him. That way, he'll have an excuse to message me."

Zhang Yue looked at the contact name: [Qingqing Darling].

She looked at Xu Yanche with a complicated expression.

She felt that perhaps Xu Yanche's eyesight was bad.

Everyone said that He Qing had always been cold as ice, like an iceberg. Which eye had he used to see that He Qing was shy?

[A Pool of Clear Water]: Qingqing Darling, what are you doing~ Do you miss me?

[A Pool of Clear Water]: Your darling has successfully met up with his agent and is on the way to the set.

He Qing, who was reading documents, heard his phone's repeated message notifications.

He picked it up and saw that they were all messages from Xu Yanche.

The corners of He Qing's lips curved slightly. "So clingy."

He put down his phone and continued reading the documents.

He had not dealt with company matters for more than two years, and he was rusty in many areas. He needed to study hard and strive to take over the company again as soon as possible.