Chapter 6: The Only Choice Is to Compromise. (1/2)

Translator: Flying Lines

Xie Mengxuan sat on the bed with her head down, being absent-minded.

“Darling, darling, I’ve made some fish soup, quickly get up and taste it. I caught the fish barely a moment ago. It is quite fresh!”

With full expectations in his starry eyes and his smiling face, Geng Zhishan walked out of the kitchen and shouted loudly as he held the fish soup. He walked as quickly as he can for the purpose of currying favor with her.

Xie Mengxuan just came back to earth to see the fish soup in front of her. The soup was white and decorated with chopped green onion on it. The scented fish smelled delicious and she was tempted by it, with her fingers slightly moving and her stomach growling secretly. So she reached out her hands and took the soup. She blew the green onion to the edge of the bowl; then she took a sip of the soup.

The fish soup was so delicious that she couldn’t help drinking more.

It seemed that she liked the soup a lot; Geng Zhishan simpered and said, “My dear wife, do you like the fish soup? If you like it, I’ll make soup for you every day.”

When hearing that, Xie Mengxuan felt a tremor in her heart. She looked up and saw his glittering eyes full of joy.

Suddenly she came to mind vaguely that she had seen the same sparkling eyes before. Her face assumed a sort of dreamy expression. She regarded him as a familiar man in a moment.

As the man’s giggle came to her ears, Xie Mengxuan regained her consciousness. She tried to hide her disappointment so she bowed her head and looked at the soup saying, “It is widely said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. Are you really reconciled to cook for your family in the kitchen? Haven’t you thought to marry a woman who will cook for you?”

She meant nothing saying so, but the face of the foolish man turned red. He sat on the bedside and touched her hand with his fingers, whispering, “Darling, if you are willing to cook for me, I will be very happy. Even if it doesn’t taste fine, I will still eat all of them.” Xie Mengxuan blinked, ‘What happened?’ As soon as she turned her head, she saw the man smiling shyly. She moved her body slightly to the other side, worrying in her heart, ‘Does the stupid man regard me as the only woman to marry?’

Geng Zhishan stared at Xie Mengxuan’s fair and tender hands and reached for them, “Dear wife, your hands feel so tender.”

Slapping!

Xie Mengxuan slapped him on the back of his hand subconsciously. “Don’t touch me.”

Geng Zhishan looked at his hand and then looked at her with grievance. It seemed that he was really hurt, “But you are actually my wife.”

She was the firstborn daughter of Xie family and was loved and doted by the whole family. A lot of men tried to woo her and would like to marry her. She once heard many of them say “I love you”. But as wise as she was, she could sense whether these men loved her wholeheartedly.

She couldn’t deny that at the moment, she was vexed. She had a clear sense that the peasant man loved her wholeheartedly. Nevertheless, this love would eventually turn out to be fruitless.

When they were looking at each other, she could see that she was the only girl in his eyes. Xie Mengxuan pursed her mouth and twisted her lips into a smile. What a lovely and witty girl she was. Geng Zhishan even lost himself in admiration of her.

Xie Mengxuan went gloomy. She moved closer to Geng and asked in a low voice, “Geng Zhishan, do you…do you like me?”

He nodded his head quickly. “Yes, I do.” A shy smile lit up Geng Zhishan’s face.