Su Qingyue saw his expression and comforted, âFourth Brother, face it calmly. Thereâs nothing to it. People are admiring your handsome face!â
Xiao Qinghe, seeing his wife so indifferent to other peopleâs pointing, thought if his wife didnât mind then he shouldnât let it bother him. After being teased by her again, he blushed and nodded. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
A seven or eight-year-old boy blocked Xiao Qingheâs way, and with a childish voice asked, âBig Brother, why are you sitting on a chair?â
Seeing a child blocking their way, Su Qingyue stopped and explained when she saw Qingheâs gaze dimmed due to the childâs question, âBecause his legs are injured.â
âOh.â The boy pointed at the wheelchair, âWhy does his chair move?â
âBecause there are two wheels on the chair.â Su Qingyue answered without impatience, âJust like the wheels on a carriage.â
The childâs gaze moved to Su Qingyueâs face, and he was startled, âBig Sister, your face is so ugly!â
She choked, âYouâre just a kid, you donât understand beauty. I donât blame you.â
The boy stepped back in fright, âWhy do you answer all my questions to Big Brother? Is he mute?â
Xiao Qinghe gave a faint smile.
Su Qingyue rolled her eyes, âHeâs not mute, heâs with me!â
âWhat does that mean?â The boy tilted his head and thought, then pointed at Su Qingyue and asked Xiao Qinghe, âBig Brother, is she your wife?â
Su Qingyue was about to say no.
But Xiao Qinghe blushed and nodded.
She stared in surprise.
How could Fourth Brother nod?
Sheâs clearly his sister-in-law!
Looking at his blush-covered handsome face and considering that no one present knew them, she thought Qinghe might want to express his longing for her by letting people misunderstand that sheâs his wife.
Seeing his wife looking both surprised and frowning, Qinghe felt that she might be unwilling to admit their relationship, so he moved his lips, âQingyue, should I not have said that?â
âWhat do you think?â She looked a bit serious.
His clear eyes filled with sadness in an instant.
Looking at him like this, sulking as if she had stabbed him with a knife, she relented, âOkay, okay.â No one recognized them anyway, and as long as he didnât look heartbroken, it was fine.
Listening to her stiff acknowledgment, Qingheâs heart felt a mix of joy and discomfort, âQingâ¦Qingyueâ¦â He wanted to call her wife, but she seemed unwillingâ¦
The little boy finally understood and said in an enlightened manner, âOh, Big Brother, so your wifeâs name is Qingyue.â He glanced at Su Qingyue and then at Xiao Qinghe, âBig Brother, why are you so handsome and your wife so ugly?â
The fire inside Su Qingyue ignited because of this kid, âYouâre the ugly one, you ugly child!â
âYouâre the ugly woman! Iâm a handsome boy!â The little brat defended himself stubbornly.
ââ¦â Xiao Qinghe was stunned by the childâs question and saw that Qingyue was about to argue with him. He hurriedly said, âMy wife is very beautiful.â
It was now Su Qingyueâs turn to be stunned as she glared at Xiao Qinghe.
He had taken advantage of her patience, not exposing his lies, and even had the nerve to call her his wife!
Unbelievable!
Feeling annoyed, she steadied the carrying pole on her shoulder with one hand and pushed back her hair with the other.
A woman ran over, held the boy in her arms, and scolded him as she said, âMian, what are you doing! Donât talk to strangers!â