novelraw Chapter 714 - 688: My Mission Is to Accompany My Wife
Chapter 714 - 688: My Mission Is to Accompany My Wife
"Amazing, truly amazing!" Shuixian really admired Qian.
"On my turf, if anyone dares touch my people, I’ll make sure they leave the same way they came, no matter who they are—no one matters."
Mai was silent, continuing his inner mantra, I hear nothing, I’m just a wooden post, ee-yah ee-yah oh~
"Qian’er, where are we going next?" Shuixian asked Qian. Qian put an arm around Shuixian’s shoulder, and in Mai’s mind the term "mirror grinder" quickly popped up... Fine, he not only couldn’t hear, but now he couldn’t see either, ee-yah ee-yah oh~
"Let’s go find a place to fish, then we’ll grill the fish on the spot—hey, you, little brother from the Carter family, go buy fishing rods and gear, and a barbecue grill. Given your intelligence, just tell the shopkeeper you want the whole barbecue set."
Mai’s mouth twitched, "Can’t you call me ’little brother’ without mentioning my family name?"
"Oh, then little brother, go buy the grill!" Qian waved her hand, and Mai could only walk off grinding his teeth.
What a drag! Nothing good ever happens when you run into this witch! When he revealed himself, he hadn’t guessed the beginning, nor had he guessed the end. If he had known such a cool person was hanging around Shuixian, the naïve girl inexperienced with the world, why would he have chosen Shuixian as his target!
Speechless, questioning the heavens, only black smoke billowing away...
"Hey, little brother, hasn’t your fire started yet?"
Qian and Shuixian were fishing at a dock, wearing sun hats. The bucket beside them already had several fat fish, while Mai, reduced to the role of little brother, was feverishly fanning under the scorching sun, with tears streaming from eyes stung by the smoke from the barbecue grill.
Ugh, forget wooing girls, forget the Teng family’s money, is it still possible to return home now?
Of course... it’s too late!
"Fishing at the dock is no challenge, too easy, sea fishing is more fun." Shuixian flicked her rod, and a fat carp got hooked yet again. All the fat fish in the bucket were caught by her.
Feeling a gloomy resentment, Shuixian turned to see Qian glaring at her with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"Qian’er, you still haven’t caught anything?"
Shuixian hadn’t expected the all-capable Qian could have a tough time.
Since she sat down, Qian hadn’t caught a thing. Oh wait, she did catch a fish smaller than her palm, but then tossed it back.
"It must be the rod or the bait that’s wrong, maybe the fish don’t like my bait." Qian confidently proclaimed.
"Aren’t we using the same bait?" Shuixian hadn’t intended to expose Qian, but she couldn’t help it.
"Then the spot must be wrong, let’s change places!"
Shuixian really swapped places with Qian. After a while, Shuixian caught a big grass carp, shook it at Qian, and teased, "Anything else to say?"
"Oh, our bait is indeed the same. Just now, when I was sitting there, the fish were drawn to me, so you merely scooped up the easy catch." Qian’s words had such reasoning, Shuixian was nearly at a loss for words.
"Qian’er, you can’t be so cheeky."
"Alright, I admit, fishing isn’t my forte." Qian saw Mai’s face, blackened by smoke and with a toothy grin mocking her, as if saying, "You finally have this day too?"
"Little brother, don’t you dare laugh at me. Though fishing isn’t my strong suit, your grill isn’t heating up any better. Hurry it up! Aren’t you trying to pursue our Shuixian? How dare you hit on girls when you can’t even light a fire?"
Already irritated by the smoke, being jabbed by Qian further bruised Mai’s fragile male ego.
He slammed the fan on the ground, wiped his face with his hand to clear the tear and managed to smear black charcoal on his face, creating a comic relief without him knowing.
"What does courting a girl have to do with making a fire? Many successful men can’t start a fire! We’re not cavemen!" Mai retorted angrily.
"Shuixian, see his explosive temper? The previous calmness was all an act. Be cautious when choosing a partner, men with small skills but big tempers are a hassle~"
I... shall endure! Mai’s mouth twitched. His focus was no longer on Shuixian but irresistibly drawn to Qian.
"Do you have a bias against me?" Mai finally asked Qian.
"I was only objectively stating a fact. What little brother can’t do doesn’t mean all successful men can’t either, like starting fires and fishing. If my husband were here, you two together wouldn’t be his match."
Qian really wasn’t exaggerating. When she first met Yu Minglang, Xiaoqiang took her into the mountains to fish, exceptionally skilled.
"Qian’er, it’s one thing to roast him, why drag me into it?" Shuixian asked, amused.
"Darling, I’m just jealous of you." Qian said, half-jokingly.
"No worries, every measure has its shortcoming and advantage. You may not be good at fishing, but you’re good at reeling in people, right, little brother?" Shuixian had also learned to call Mai the way Qian did now.
Though highly fluent in Chinese, Mai was limited to conversational contexts. He had no idea that "little brother" could denote a certain male organ, leaving him puzzled as to why Qian and Shuixian laughed so slyly when giving him the nickname.
"I don’t believe your husband is that great..."
"You won’t know unless you try, but even if you try it’s futile. Hello~"
"Ah!" Mai was startled by the sudden voice behind him.
Seeing the person behind him, Qian burst into a smile.
"Hubby!"
Yu Minglang waved at Qian. "Wife, I heard you haven’t caught any fish?"
"That’s absolute defamation, I clearly caught one just now." Qian seriously corrected, a small fish is still a fish!
"How come you have time today?" Shuixian was surprised to see Yu Minglang appear during the day.
Yu Minglang glanced at Mai with a playful smile.
"They gave me a task from above."
"What task?"
"To keep my wife happy." And also to settle Mai, thanks to Mai, he could finally spend time with his wife during work hours. Yu Minglang loved this task, it was practically like enjoying a second honeymoon with his wife, absolutely delightful.
By saying that, Qian immediately understood.
Who would have thought this useless Mai would generate such a benefit for her and Yu Minglang? Just for that, Mai seemed less irritating to her.
"I heard you’re a waste who can’t even start a fire? Need my help?" Yu Minglang asked Mai.
"My husband truly is great, you really don’t want to give it a shot?"
"No, need!" Mai was burning with rage.
He refused to lose out to this man called Xiaoqiang—at least that’s what he assumed the name was, often hearing them call him that.
Wait, something seemed odd? Mai paused, wondering why he was trying to impress Qian instead of Shuixian?