Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
“What?”
“I’m guessing you had coffee with Song Yishi.”
“You, you… you cheated… you already knew, didn’t you?” Huo Mian was absolutely dumbstruck by the fact that Qin Chu guessed right on his first try…
“I didn’t, I made a simple deduction.”
“What deduction, tell ,” Huo Mian said, unconvinced.
“At noon, Zhu Lingling said in our WeChat group that she was flying down south, and Jiang Xiaowei is pregnant, so she can’t drink coffee… Most importantly, you asked to guess with such confidence, which ant that it’s soone I would never think of. That’s why I guessed her.”
“Is your brain human? Were you assembled by a machine?” Huo Mian was completely persuaded.
She knew that Qin Chu would never cheat; of course, he didn’t know that she t with Song Yishi.
Plus, from her conversation with Song Yishi just now, it didn’t seem like the latter planned on telling Qin Chu about their etup.
Therefore, Qin Chu’s guess was completely based on deductions; how attentive to details was he?
Was Mr. Qin a Virgo? His deduction skills were comparable to Sherlock Hols.
“Fine, you win.” The smug look on Huo Mian’s face completely disappeared.
The song in her car kept playing, “Back then I had to morize a bunch of rules, and after all these years, I finally rembered everything. The first ti I drank, it tasted sweet and bitter, and I still reminisce about it now.”
“Co on, baby.” Qin Chu couldn’t help but laugh at how quickly his wife wilted. Then, he moved his face towards the screen in all seriousness.
“Mr. Qin, it’s not a good idea.” Huo Mian was embarrassed.
An action as cheesy as kissing another person through a screen was sothing only teenagers would do.
She was a 20-sothing grown up, and the most famous doctor at South Side, Dr. Huo.
If word got out, her reputation would change forever…
“Honey, you lost. You have to be a woman of your words… or else how are you going to educate our child in the future?” Qin Chu said, word for word.
“Gosh, fine, I got it.”
Then, Huo Mian clenched her jaw and slowly parked her car off to the side of the road…
She shyly closed her eyes and gently kissed the screen.
“I’m saving this recording for the rest of my life,” Qin Chu said triumphantly.
“Qin Chu, screw you…” Huo Mian felt like she was going crazy.
Did he just record what she did? My god, how was she supposed to face the rest of this world…
“Yeah? What do you think Gao Ran and Zhu Lingling would say if I uploaded this video onto our group chat?” Qin Chu laughed.
Huo Mian admitted defeat once again, “Mr. Hubby, please show rcy.”
“Call ‘Hubby’.”
“Mr. Hubby.”
“Call ‘Hubby’, not ‘Mr. Hubby’.” Qin Chu was acting high and mighty as all hell.
“Hubby…” Huo Mian sounded like a whiny little housewife.
“Say ‘Hubby, you’re the best’.”
“Hubby, you’re the best.”
“Say, ‘Hubby, you’re so handso’.”
“Hubby… you’re so handso.” Huo Mian was like a tape recorder, repeating everything Qin Chu said.
She acted all obedient, but her brain was crying out for dear god…
If Mr. Qin kept playing her like this, she might go crazy.
This was so embarrassing; she jumped into a hole she dug herself. Why in the world would she ask him to guess who she had coffee with?
What an idiot…
“Say ‘Hubby, I want it’.”
Huo Mian: “…”
“Say it.”
“Qin Chu… how thick-skinned are you?” Huo Mian asked slowly.
Qin Chu couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon hearing what his wife said.
Huo Mian’s heart filled with warmth as she saw the man through her screen laugh so happily and handsoly.
“Hubby… I really miss you.”
Huo Mian said passionately to the man on the other side of the screen…
Qin Chu felt like sothing began lting in his body…
At that mont, nothing in the world could compare to Huo Mian’s ‘Hubby, I really miss you’.
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