Lin Yuansheng didn't want Jiang Qingxue to know about his jealousy. As a man, he should be calm and magnanimous. If he is jealous, no woman would like him.
He always remembered this point and was afraid that Jiang Qingxue wouldn't like him.
"Hmm, thank you, wife."
Jiang Qingxue took a piece of pastry from Lin Yuansheng's hand to tempt him. The sweet aroma of the pastry spread from her fingertips to her nose. Lin Yuansheng pursed his lips, but his peripheral vision was fixed on the young man still standing in front of the stall.
Someone told him that Jiang Qingxue had pursued this young man before, but the young man disliked her very much.
But today, he came to act like a gentleman and kept staring at Jiang Qingxue. It didn't seem like the behavior of someone who disliked her. Did he regret it?
Lin Yuansheng couldn't help but feel a little flustered in his heart, and he lightly pursed his crimson lips.
He knew that Jiang Qingxue was very good, and if others knew about her goodness, they would also like her.
But he didn't want to share his wife with others.
Lin Yuansheng felt uneasy in his heart and unexpectedly didn't reach out to take the pastry. Instead, he slightly opened his mouth, lowered his head, and took a bite of the half piece of pastry in Jiang Qingxue's hand.
Jiang Qingxue was dumbfounded and also froze in place.
She always had a strange feeling that Lin Yuansheng's actions were too ambiguous.
"You. . ."
Jiang Qingxue was about to say something about Lin Yuansheng. Men from their place were supposed to be more reserved, so why was he acting clingy and not like himself?
But before she could say anything, this person looked at her with a pair of innocent and ignorant eyes, and his bright red tongue poked out slightly, brushing away the pastry crumbs at the corner of his mouth. He asked her very innocently,
"What's wrong, wife?"
Jiang Qingxue couldn't help but think of the other person's age.
At nineteen years old, he is still considered a child in modern times. But she is already twenty-seven, and with her original attitude towards him, it is impossible for her to have any extra thoughts. Just be more tolerant and understanding.
So Jiang Qingxue smiled and said, "It's nothing. These are all yours. Take your time and eat."
As she spoke, she glanced at the stall and was about to reach for the small stool, but she saw Sun Xinhan still there.
Jiang Qingxue was surprised, "Why are you still here?"
Sun Xinhan choked, about to say something, but Jiang Qingxue quickly interrupted, "Did you pay the money?"
This made him feel embarrassed, his face turning red and then white. It was not her fault, Sun Xinhan really hadn't paid the money, and Jiang Qingxue looked at him as if she was afraid he would refuse to pay.
Annoyed, he threw down forty coins and said, "What are you looking at? It's not like I'm not paying."
Jiang Qingxue ignored him, took the forty coins and clenched them in her palm, then went around him to get the small stool behind him.
Coming back, she coaxed Lin Yuansheng again, with a helpless and doting attitude, saying to him, "Just sit down, don't be angry, okay? I'll give you this money, buy whatever you want later."
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Healing the Evil Male Side Character (ChatGPT Translated)
RomanceAyan transmigrated into a female-dominated novel, becoming the tool that pushes the villainous male character Lin Yuansheng into a dark path, Lin Yuansheng's first wife in the story. When reading it, she pitied Lin Yuansheng's life, feeling he was p...