Chapter 10 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When Tang Qiu was in the car, a frown spread across her face at Jiang Ming’s undisguised contempt for his brother. It seemed the rumors were true. Jiang Shaocheng’s father had little love for his son due to his poor health. Otherwise, how could Jiang Ming be so insolent towards his older brother?

It must have been hard for Jiang Shaocheng, to be held in such disdain by his father, and having to suffer the derision of his younger brother. Tang Qiu was reminded of the indifference of her own father and her mistreatment at the hands of her stepmother and half-sisters. But she wasn’t someone important. True, she couldn’t knock the Feng family down a peg the way the Jiangs could, but she had, in her own way, managed to irk them in retaliation. Jiang Shaocheng, however, was different…

When her husband got into the car, Tang Qiu took his hand in hers, dwarfing her smaller one, and said with seriousness, “For as long as I am your wife, I will do my best to treat you right.”

He coughed twice. “How do you intend to go about doing that?”

Tang Qiu contemplated the question for a few seconds. “I’ll prepare your meals for you.”

“You know how to cook?”

Maybe such acts of service were beneath his attention, she thought, self-conscious all of a sudden. She nodded, adding, “That is, if you don’t mind.”

“I’m not opposed to it.” If she was willing to cook for him, he was looking forward to it.

The corner of Tang Qiu’s mouth curved upwards. “Can we drop by the supermarket?” she asked He Lei. “I’d like to buy some groceries.”

Instead of responding, He Lei glanced at Jiang Shaocheng, who coughed a few times before saying, “Are you deaf, He Lei? My wife asked you to bring us to the supermarket.”

His eyes glinted with a cold warning, and a shudder shot through He Lei. “Right away, Young Mistress,” he said quickly.

When they arrived, Tang Qiu got out of the car. Jiang Shaocheng made to follow her. He had never been to a supermarket before, though, and He Lei urged, “The supermarket is crowded, Young Master. It may be cumbersome to navigate your wheelchair amongst so many people.”

All he got in return was an icy stare. “Help me down. I will accompany my wife,” Jiang Shaocheng ordered, and He Lei had no choice but to oblige.

Tang Qiu said with concern, “It won’t take long. Best you don’t follow.”

Jiang Shaocheng clasped her hand. “Which husband doesn’t go grocery shopping with his wife? I want to live out my days normally with you.” This woman was willing to cook for him, and he wanted to do something for her in return.

Tang Qiu’s heart softened at his words, and she made no more protests. She pushed his wheelchair into the supermarket. “What do you like to eat?” she asked.