Chapter 29 - He is My Future (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Irritation crossed Tang Qiu’s face. “You know, my husband heard everything you said yesterday. Haven’t I told you before not to speak ill of him? He’s not a ‘living hell’ that I was thrown into!”

Xie Qingging was taken aback. Had she gotten her friend into trouble? “He heard everything? Was he angry at you?”

“No,” Tang Qiu insisted. “He’s very good-tempered.”

Xie Qingqing blew out an exasperated breath. “What use is that? He’s a cripple. He can’t give you, or any woman happiness. Why waste your youth on him? He may be rich, but the way his illness keeps dragging out, it’s impossible to tell when he’ll be gone. Aren’t you the slightest bit concerned about your

future?”

Tang Qiu looked her friend in the eye. “I’m grateful to him. I’m willing to spend the rest of my life taking care of him. You’re my friend, Qingging, and I’m asking you to trust me. Even if you don’t like my husband, for my sake, you should at least try and respect him. This is my choice, and I won’t regret it.

So stop trying to set me up with Ning Mufan.”

Xie Qingqing couldn’t help rolling her eyes, but she dropped the subject. “By the way, I heard someone talking behind your back yesterday. They said you married a rich man for his money, and were still shameless enough to try and hook up with Ning Mufan.”

‘Tang Qiu’s face darkened. Some people really would do anything for attention.

“Relax. I’ve already taught that troublemaker a lesson. But they said they weren’t the ones who started the rumor. I don’t know who it is who hates you so much. It’s like they can’t stand for you to have a moment of peace.”

Instantly, Feng Yao and Tan Yugj’s names came to mind. A laugh burst out of Tang Qiu. “Never mind about them. I have to finish the assignment that Professor Sun gave me.” She was too busy to waste time worrying about such childish things.

After class, Tang Qiu quickly made her way to the library and continued studying the materials inside. While doing her research, she came across some cases that were similar to her husband’s, and promptly took notes. At that moment, someone knocked on the table to get her attention.

She lifted her head. It was Ning Mufan.

“Lhave to talk to you. Come out for a while.”

Tang Qiu was reluctant to disrupt her research. “Can’t we talk here, Senior? I’m busy.”

Ning Mufan stared at her, then the materials she had been engrossed with. His face fell. “It’s a serious matter. It’s close to dinnertime anyway. We can discuss it over a meal.”

‘Tang Qiu stole a glance at the time and found herself unable to argue. She nodded. Judging from her senior’s expression, it must be something important indeed.

‘They sat down in a nearby restaurant. Tang Qiu scanned the prices on the menu, and silently retracted her gaze. “Let’s split the bill,” she muttered under her breath, which earned a laugh from Ning Mufan.