Probably noticing she hadn’t followed, Song Tingfan stopped in his tracks, quickly turned around, and walked back. Without a word, he scooped her up in his arms and strode into the house.
His sudden action startled Lin Qiao, and she instinctively tightened her grip around his neck, urgently saying, "Put down, I can walk myself."
Song Tingfan lowered his eyes. The woman’s expression was a mix of surprise and a bit of discomfort. Only when he was assertive did she view him as a man.
The house hadn’t been lived in for days, yet it wasn’t dirty, except for the window area, which was a bit dusty.
After placing her on the bed, he pulled a thin blanket over her and said in a low voice, "Sleep now, I’ll go move your things over."
"Tingfan, don’t bother, it’s troubleso moving back and forth. I can just sleep in my own room."
Lin Qiao had been feeling a bit uneasy sleeping with him these days, she hadn’t even dared to take off her bellyband, which was starting to hurt her chest.
"It’s not troubleso."
Song Tingfan paused for a mont, then, for the first ti, spoke candidly about what was in his heart, adding, "Please don’t make excuses about three years later. I know what I want. I’ve grown up."
"Whether it’s three years or ten years later, I won’t divorce or abandon my wife."
"I know you’re not used to it, but you will be.
His serious expression left no doubt that he was telling the truth. Lin Qiao sighed heavily in her heart, "Tingfan, it’s really just that you’ve t too few won. If you try to et others, you’ll realize it’s different..."
Song Tingfan interrupted firmly, "You always treat like a child; I understand these things. I just want to marry you."
"It’s you who doesn’t want it, so you keep avoiding ." Toward the end, he sounded a bit angry, and there was a hint of grievance.
Perhaps realizing his tone was too harsh, he softened his voice, "Please don’t treat like a child anymore. I can support this family."
"Don’t avoid . If you’re not used to it, we can take it slow, okay?"
For a mont, Lin Qiao wanted to agree, but she quickly realized it wasn’t right, and hastily said, "Tingfan, I know you can support this family, but... um..."
She stopped halfway, her eyes widening with the sight of his enlarged handso face filling her vision.
He kissed her again...
Instinctively, she pushed him away, unsure whether she was embarrassed or sothing else.
"I don’t want to hear this," Song Tingfan calmly straightened up, but the slightly trembling hand behind his back betrayed his current nervousness.
"Get so sleep. When it gets noisy outside, you won’t be able to sleep."
With that, he quickly exited the room.
Inside, Lin Qiao rubbed her hair irritably, finding it impossible to talk.
Who taught the antagonist to kiss won during these three years!!!
It’s over, it’s over, she can no longer save the plot.
In less than half an hour, Song Tingfan had moved Lin Qiao’s things neatly alongside his own.
Lin Qiao naturally hadn’t fallen asleep. To avoid inexplicable awkwardness, she went to the main hall to work. As soon as the cook saw her, he quickly said, "Boss, the fruit jam is out, and we just got an order for a jam cake."
Lin Qiao made the jam herself. Without a fridge here, she usually didn’t dare to make much, so she said, "Go ask if they need it urgently. If not, deliver it in the afternoon."
The cook nodded, then asked a vegetable-chopping helper to inquire. The helper soon returned, "It’s okay, we can deliver it in the afternoon."
Lin Qiao rolled up her sleeves, "Go buy so fruits, any kind will do. Go to the accounts office and get so silver."
Suddenly, a voice interjected, "I’ll go."
The tall figure of a man ca into view. Lin Qiao said nothing, "Be careful."
Without looking at him even once, Song Tingfan pursed his lips and quickly turned and left the kitchen.
Neither Lin Qiao nor Song Tingfan slacked off in the shop, staying busy until the afternoon.
Exhausted, Lin Qiao sat at a table in the backyard fanning herself, when suddenly a red fruit was presented in front of her. She instinctively looked up, "Is there only one?"
She didn’t take it imdiately, worried he hadn’t eaten. Song Tingfan’s eyes softened, "There are more in the house, bought a lot."
Lin Qiao knew him well; he never indulged in good food for himself. Perhaps for this reason, she couldn’t bring herself to be harsh with him.
After all, he didn’t have bad intentions.
Ahem, he just had feelings for her...
"Then you eat it. I’ll get so myself."
As she was about to rise, he pressed her shoulders down and, without a word, placed the fruit in her hand. "Rest," he said in a deep voice.
Lin Qiao wanted to say sothing, but sohow recalled the morning’s incident, swallowing her words, and instead took a bite of the fruit as a cover.
During the lunch at the shop, Jiang Ming cheerfully asked them, "Big Boss, Boss, have you guys been enjoying sothing delicious? You haven’t visited the town for days."
Lin Qiao hadn’t told anyone about the marriage, thinking there might still be room to reverse things.
Now it seed there was no room left, the antagonist was growing more and more wayward.
She thought casually about finding sothing to gloss over the topic, but Song Tingfan spoke up before she could, "Went ho to get married, we’ll share the wedding candy with you later."
The people at the shop were actually all aware of Song Tingfan and Lin Qiao’s relationship. Hearing this, they were stunned but found it normal.
After all, anyone could see daily that the Big Boss treated the Boss unusually.
Jiang Ming exclaid with delight, "Ah! Big Boss, Boss, you went back to get married without inviting us, I haven’t attended a feast in ages."
"We must make it up to us."
Song Tingfan, not usually one for many words, nodded, "We can go out for a al tonight."
"Going out is a waste of silver; we can do it ourselves in the shop, right, Master Qian?" Xiao Ning, the kitchen helper, joyfully raised his hand.
Master Qian, the cook, was very easygoing and seldom lost his temper. He laughed, "If the Big Boss says so, then let’s do it."
"Good, I’ll go buy groceries this afternoon. If anyone has any requests, just say so." Song Tingfan paused and added, "Family mbers are welco too."
It was clear that Lin Qiao hadn’t had a chance to speak, so she glanced at everyone and decided she’d just have her al.
Hosting a feast was sothing she could afford.
Since they couldn’t let people wait until after the guests had finished eating, which would be too late, Lin Qiao hung up a closed sign for the evening right after lunch.
Everyone felt a bit uneasy for a while, tidying up the shop inside and out since they had nothing else to do.
Lin Qiao called a few tis, telling them not to bother, but they didn’t listen, chatting as they worked, looking quite cheerful.
So she left them to it and went inside to calculate wages, as it was the end of the month and she had delayed it by going ho.
After tallying the month’s silver, she added an extra one hundred cents to everyone’s basic wages.
After tying it securely with string, she placed it in the drawer.
A few minutes later, Song Tingfan returned. Lin Qiao had asked him to buy fish, intending to make grilled fish.
Song Tingfan efficiently lit the stove and then started to prepare the fish.
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