My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 566 - 0335 Small Matters in the Rain (Combined Edition)

The Great Sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the heavy curtain of rain fell on Miss Lu’s umbrella, casting darkness over the courtyard and reflecting her astonishment.

Her fingers trembled, almost throwing the umbrella aside.

For Miss Lu, as the steward of the building, it wasn’t unusual for her to occasionally push open a door and see something not meant for others’ eyes.

For instance, she would often see one girl pressing another down, as if they were wrestling, their clothes in disarray.

At that time, she would often scold angrily, "Get up right now."

And then she would see the girls reluctantly get up, with the bolder ones complaining about her untimely arrival.

But those were all among women.

Now, for the first time, she witnessed a scene of intimacy involving a man...

At this moment, the torrential rain bent over the plants in the garden, and the splash of rainwater onto the hem of Miss Lu’s long skirt brought a slight chill to her calves.

Miss Lu stood in the rain, feeling the softness of the vegetation brushing past her ankles, unable to stop the ripples on her face.

"..."

Young Master...

What is being done here?

In the room, Xu Chang’an held Yun Qian’s strands of hair by her ear, sniffing them infatuatedly, as if he found some delightful scent.

Meanwhile, Miss Yun held a box of rouge containing Red Lotus bought from Lv’Er’s shop, a light blush appearing on her face, her gaze bright and gentle.

"..."

A blush slowly crept up Miss Lu’s neck as if it were dyed by the sunset, turning her delicate ears into a silken hue akin to a gem.

She gritted her teeth and pinched her arm hard.

She really was useless.

There was nothing improper about the scene in this room. What was there to be shy about by herself here?

It was merely a normal interaction between a couple, and it was she who was inexperienced, making a fuss over nothing.

But she couldn’t help it.

Yun Qian was very pretty, and Xu Chang’an held a special place in her heart, so when these two were together, perhaps they didn’t even need to get too close; just a glance was enough for the nearby girls to let their imaginations run wild.

Besides...

She secretly glanced at Xu Chang’an again.

[Is this the same seemingly rakish person...]

Is he truly the gentle person the sisters knew?

So even Young Master Xu is just a normal man, deeply infatuated with a girl’s hair.

Miss Lu used the word "infatuated," which just showed how captivated she believed Xu Chang’an was with Yun Qian’s long hair, so much so that despite being an Immortal Sect member, he’d remained oblivious to her presence for several breaths.

In this moment, Miss Lu had a deep realization of how completely Ms. Zhu had lost.

Just moments ago in the pavilion, Zhu Pingniang had been tossing her hairpins, letting her hair down, drinking with Xu Chang’an, and even trying to push him out of the pavilion...

Despite doing so many reckless things, she could not evoke the slightest sense of ambiguity in the spectators, only giving the impression of a bad woman bullying someone.

And yet Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian...

Despite not doing anything inappropriate at all, they were surrounded by a palpable, visible enchantment.

It was an enchantment with warmth.

——

Xu Chang’an took out a red ribbon from the storage pouch, deftly tying Yun Qian’s long hair behind her in a clean, tight knot.

Watching Xu Chang’an’s skilled technique, surpassing even some of the girls in the building, Miss Lu was dumbfounded.

At this point, her shyness, the blush on her face, and the enchanting atmosphere she felt vanished completely.

She realized then that this wasn’t an ambiguous allure.

It was the everyday.

It was also love.

"..."

Miss Lu looked at Xu Chang’an in the room after he finished tying Yun Qian’s hair, acknowledging her with a nod and motioning for her to wait, to which she responded with a nod and then moved to the door of the room.

She sighed, her eyes revealing a hint of envy.

It wasn’t envy towards Yun Qian, just... a longing for the intimate scenes between a couple, and she most likely would never have such a husband in the future.

——Unless, her Ms. Zhu marries the Young Master as a concubine in the future?

Hmm.

Just kidding.

Miss Lu bit her lip gently, thinking of Xu Chang’an’s undisturbed, even candid, gaze when he discovered she was watching from the sidelines.

Look at the relationship between Young Master and Miss Yun.

Their sad excuse of Ms. Zhu at home didn’t even stand a chance... or rather, her chance was probably less than that of the maid Qingluo.

Miss Lu thought of Zhu Pingniang’s comment about fostering Yun Qian and Xu Chang’an’s marital relationship and couldn’t help but purse her lips.

It was hard not to laugh.

Did Ms. Zhu even realize what she was saying?

The couple had talents and beauty, their relationship smooth and gentle like water, sweet but not cloying, having long since become part of their everyday lives, requiring no advice from an old woman in the Immortal Sect whose actual age equaled her years of singlehood, like Zhu Pingniang?

So, Ms. Zhu would be doing everyone a favor if she just refrained from making things worse.

Miss Lu looked down at her toes, thinking perhaps she could help out by keeping an eye on things, ensuring that Ms. Zhu wouldn’t cause any disruption to the loving scene she had just witnessed.

——

In the room.

Yun Qian gently closed the rouge box, thinking with someone as seductive as Miss Zhu around, if she learned a few tricks... she probably wouldn’t need to eat any seductive things to keep her husband attached to her.

Seductive things, after all, were not Xu Chang’an’s doing, so if she could avoid it, Yun Qian still didn’t like to eat them.

At this moment, Xu Chang’an, behind her, re-secured Yun Qian’s hair, sniffed the fragrance on his fingertips, and naturally took Miss Yun’s hand.