My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 673 - 0387 Those who are not of the Qie Family, greedy people (2-in-1)_2

"It’s not that I can’t tell you, I just feel embarrassed to." Yun Qian nodded.

The lady looked at her husband, her expression calm, her tone gentle: "I know, you want that cup I’ve used... What for?"

Xu Chang’an: "..."

Yun Qian looked at the rouge on her lips in the mirror and understood immediately, nodding: "Because of the lipstick mark on the cup?"

"... Miss."

"Hmm?"

"Can’t you save me some face?" Xu Chang’an covered his face, feeling a headache rising.

Miss.

Can’t you just pretend to be clueless?

Must you drag my insignificant, shameful thoughts into the open?

Luckily it’s not daytime, or when Yun Qian realized her lipstick mark’s presence, Xu Chang’an felt like he’d melt under the sunlight.

"Face... I don’t quite understand." Yun Qian shook her head.

The texture of the lipstick mark?

He did look at it for a long time... so wanting it isn’t a big deal, is it?

Yun Qian pointed at herself: "I’ll keep everything you give me too."

She is the same as her husband.

For example, she wants the sword he used, like the sachet he gave her, the books he personally wrote, the clothes he made for her, and...

"Indeed, you treat the shabby wood carvings I gave you as treasures." Xu Chang’an nodded, then pointed at his face: "But while it’s cute for Miss to collect things, for a man like me, it’s just sleazy."

"Cute?"

Yun Qian tilted her head.

Speaking of which, after the husband left, she treated the entire world as a collection of remnants of his presence and understood that it shouldn’t be labeled as cute by normal standards.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter.

Yun Qian sat upright, looking into the mirror: "I don’t think wanting the cup I used is anything bad."

"Alright." Xu Chang’an walked over, took out the rouge box from the storage pouch, touched up Yun Qian’s face after her nap, and simply explained: "Today... Miss looks so beautiful, even did her own makeup, it’s the first time we’ve met Miss Zhu, decided the path for cultivation... so I thought to keep a keepsake."

But didn’t know what kind of memento was good, or meaningful.

But suddenly, he saw Miss Yun’s lipstick texture on the cup rim and wanted to keep it as a memento.

He didn’t know what got into him.

But he really liked it; whenever there was such a thing, looking at it when feeling down would make him happy, and when lacking motivation, glancing at it would fill him with energy.

Hmm.

Xu Chang’an lowered his head to look at the hairpin on his waist and thought perhaps it wasn’t because the hairpin wasn’t good enough.

But even knowing the hairpin held more meaning, he still preferred the lady’s lipstick mark.

"Alright... not explaining anymore." Xu Chang’an seriously said: "I’m just a lecherous man."

Opening up.

"Hmm." Yun Qian nodded: "I am too."

"Don’t mimic me."

"Oh."

Yun Qian responded, then asked: "So, is there anything else?

"..."

Xu Chang’an thought Yun Qian’s sharp eyes couldn’t miss anything.

"And also, the moment I pushed the door open, I suddenly felt... this room had the scent of home." Xu Chang’an clicked his tongue: "Strange, isn’t it? I haven’t even given Miss a home."

"Home?" Yun Qian nodded, understanding: "Because I’m here."

From her perspective, it was clear that to her husband, the so-called home only required her presence.

"Miss, my pre... Hmm, in my dreams of my past life, I was very afraid of home." Xu Chang’an earnestly said.

"Afraid of home? What’s that?" Yun Qian pondered: "You mean afraid of me?"

"Has nothing to do with you, that was my past life, Miss wasn’t there." Xu Chang’an was helpless.

There are many people afraid of home, who after a busy day, are reluctant to return.

Not sure if it’s because there’s only one person at home or something else.

He used to be one of those people.

And when he just pushed open the room door and saw Miss Yun sleeping peacefully, Xu Chang’an suddenly understood why he preferred to linger downstairs and not go home.

Because, he deeply felt that home was missing someone.

"Now I know, it’s missing Miss." Xu Chang’an smiled and whispered in Yun Qian’s ear: "Thanks to Miss for making me someone who’s no longer afraid of home."

"Hmm."

Yun Qian nodded, then lightly pointed at the silver taels reflected in the mirror on the table: "But what does that have to do with you taking the cup I used?"

"..."

Seeing his carefully crafted words ignored by Yun Qian, Xu Chang’an’s mouth twitched, somewhat annoyed: "Didn’t I say the cup was because I’m lecherous? Miss, don’t mention the cup anymore, I’m trying to romance you."

"... Really." Yun Qian nodded, her fingers playing, pointing at her slightly curled-up lips: "That makes me very happy."

Truly happy.

After all, it’s rare to see her husband like this.

"Then there’s nothing left." At that moment, Xu Chang’an just felt like his well-intended words fell flat, he smiled wryly.

Indeed... he’s not suitable for romance?

"You’re in a good mood." Yun Qian asked.

Being in the mood to say romance, to Yun Qian, an excited, happy Xu Chang’an is rare to see.

"Did something happen."

"Miss, you noticed." Xu Chang’an finally couldn’t help but laugh, retracting all his playful thoughts, holding Yun Qian’s hand, gently rubbing.

The lady’s hand was ice-cold, very comfortable.

"Speak." Yun Qian prompted.

"Oh, here’s the thing." Xu Chang’an then shared with Yun Qian the matters regarding Zhu Pingniang and him about the Profound Sword Bureau, Sikong Jing.

The main point, of course, was getting a reasonable income.

Such good news, he naturally wanted to share with Yun Qian.

After speaking, Xu Chang’an felt somewhat helpless.

"Miss, I really wonder what image I hold at Senior Zhu’s place, she actually let me go and extort Senior Sikong, do I look that greedy?"

Yun Qian, hearing this, glanced again at the silver taels on the table.

"Miss, don’t mention me taking the cup." Xu Chang’an immediately said.

"I didn’t mention it." Yun Qian shook her head: "You’re not a greedy person, I know that."

You know, Yun Qian always wants him to be a greedy person... so she naturally knows Xu Chang’an is someone who finds contentment easily.

For example... clearly she’s right here, he doesn’t come to bother her, instead sneakily took a teacup and feels fulfilled.

Saying and scratching her foot will make him very happy.

This might be what ordinary people call unambitious.

So, Yun Qian thinks Zhu Pingniang did well.

That’s it.

If Zhu Pingniang could turn Xu Chang’an into a greedy person who wouldn’t easily let go, she’d be quite pleased.

But, how can he be made greedy?

Yun Qian pondered deeply, her dark eyes reflecting in the mirror.

——

Miss Yun is very beautiful, Xu Chang’an has always known this.

At first meeting, Miss Yun’s eyes are like a dark ancient well, like a silent deep sea, always with an icy coolness from the peaks of snowy mountains, looking at people as if with a shower of cold water from the head, keeping people at bay.

Including Zhu Pingniang, everyone who saw Yun Qian thought she was unapproachable.

But only Xu Chang’an knew, when that pair of icy black eyes gaze gently, how stirring it is.

[Want to, want to completely possess such a Miss Yun.]

[Want her to always cast such gentle glances at oneself, only on oneself.]

Xu Chang’an couldn’t help but sigh.

Men’s nasty possessiveness.

People are always conflicted like this, but never forget, wanting Miss Yun in one’s future is what he’s been pursuing all along.

His recent thoughts are really getting worse.

"How did I become such a greedy person?"

Miss might be unhappy.