When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase

Chapter 282: Sheng Jianan Acts Shamelessly (2)

"Thank you."

Before Tang Yanqi could finish her sentence, Sheng Jianan already spoke up with another "thank you," but this time his tone carried a touch of joy, making it sound genuinely like he was expressing gratitude.

The lady boss, smiling, returned to her own work, leaving Tang Yanqi a bit embarrassed. She glanced at Sheng Jianan and spoke, "This could lead to misunderstandings."

"Misunderstandings?"

Sheng Jianan pushed aside the spicy oil, picked out something from within that even he wasn’t sure of, and put it in his mouth, raising his eyebrows, looking a bit smug.

Tang Yanqi’s face turned red again in an instant, she understood Sheng Jianan’s meaning.

Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding about what?

They were indeed not boyfriend and girlfriend, but they were husband and wife.

Tang Yanqi had always known they were married, yet had never truly regarded their relationship as that of a married couple, but at this moment, it felt... indescribable.

Lowering her head, Tang Yanqi felt her whole body heating up, continuously convincing herself that it must be the spicy and hot nature of the spicy hot pot making her feel so warm.

The spicy hot pot’s inner monologue: Darn, I won’t take the blame for this, you haven’t even eaten me yet.

Sheng Jianan noticed someone’s embarrassment, feeling increasingly smug, picked up another piece of something he didn’t recognize and put it into his mouth, tasting pretty good.

Recalling how Tang Yanqi generously didn’t ask for change just now, Sheng Jianan teased, "Miss Tang is quite generous today, giving an extra four bucks and not feeling anything?"

He was purely making conversation with no real importance in mind, although he didn’t forget, someone is quite stingy, otherwise she wouldn’t bring him, the Young Master Sheng, to eat at such a place.

The blush on Tang Yanqi’s face hadn’t faded, and whatever Sheng Jianan said, she muddledly replied, "Once I was really hungry without money, and the lady boss treated me, and I didn’t give extra, she would always give me extra dishes."

Sheng Jianan didn’t expect to hear such an answer.

No money? Really hungry?

The Tang Family favors boys over girls to this extent?

Those who mistreat him, he would make them regret it.

Sheng Jianan hadn’t realized that right now, he automatically chose to believe Tang Yanqi’s words without the slightest doubt.

After finishing a bowl of spicy hot pot, it was quite late, and the two got up to leave when suddenly a seven-eight-year-old boy, busy at the other side, ran over holding a small box, his bright eyes looking at Tang Yanqi, handing the box to her.

It was a visibly cheap plastic container, inside it some red peppers and carrot strips were clearly seen.

The lady boss came out, smilingly explained, "This is the pickled radish I taught him how to make, he wants the lady to try it."

Tang Yanqi crouched down, took the small box from the boy’s hand, reached out to stroke his hair, smiled, "Thank you, I will eat it all."

The boy laughed too, under the dim light of the alley, Sheng Jianan watched them, feeling like a bud suddenly burst open in his heart, then flourished into a vibrant flower.

At this moment, Tang Yanqi wasn’t cold or composed; she was filled with an indescribable tenderness from head to toe, charmingly smiling, no longer carrying the previous feeling that invited pity, only a wish to protect and cherish this gentle beauty of hers.

Driven by some impulse, Sheng Jianan took out his phone, opened the camera, and stealthily, quickly pressed the shutter.