"Did you have a nice talk with Ning?" Bojing asked.

Suyan nodded her head and smiled. "Yes, she is a really nice girl." ​​

When Bojing saw her continuously rubbing the side of her arms, he frowned. If she is cold, couldn't she just ask him to turn down the air conditioner?

Turning down the temperature, Bojing stopped the car.

Seeing the frown on his face, Suyan gulped in nervousness and asked, "W-what happened?"

Taking off his blazer, Bojing gave it to Suyan. "Why don't you wear more when you know you cannot handle low temperatures?"

"I-"

Without waiting for her reply, Bojing wrapped carefully placed the blazer on her shoulder before concentrating on the road again.

When Suyan saw the frown on his face, she lowered her head and said, "I am sorry I-"

Cutting her off, Bojin asked, "You are sorry for what? Did you do something wrong?"

When Suyan shook her head, Bojing took a deep breath and kept on driving.

He never understood why Suyan feared him so much. Did he look very scary? Had he ever done something which had forced her to fear him? He didn't know and neither could he ever figure it out.

They had been married for 15 months now and never had his wife ever talked to him without stammering. She never demanded for anything like other women did. She was always okay with wherever he took her and bought for her. Never did she once question him when he did not come back home at night or came back late.

"A-Are you angry? I'll wear more clothes and-"

"Have I ever questioned your clothes?" Bojing asked.

When Suyan vigorously shook her head, Bojing took a deep breath. "Yichan is taking everyone out to some resort for a couple of days. We will leave the mansion with them later. I have already asked someone to get our clothes."

"Okay."

"If you need anything else, you can call the housekeeper to get it for you." Bojing added.

"Hmm, okay."

Leaning back, Suyan turned her head towards the window and sighed.

Tightening the grip around his blazer which was emitting his pleasant cologne, she smiled and closed her eyes.

…..

Shopping mall.

"Babe we already bought too much." Meili complained.

Holding a huge number of bags, Guiren was still dragging his wife from one store to the other. Usually it is the husband who stops his wife from shopping too much or buying unnecessary things but in Meilis and Guiren's case, it was Meili who had to stop him from buying almost the entire store for her.

Since they were going for a two-days vacation, Meili wanted to buy a simple dress but who would've thought that Guiren would end up buying so many things for her.

Grabbing her hand, Guiren dragged her along with him saying, "I heard there is this new store that they have opened and they also have a new collection. I saw the pictures in the net and you'll look killer in those dresses."

"Wait what? We are buying more clothes? Are you freaking nuts? What will do with so many dresses?" Meili was getting annoyed by the way he was spending money.

Coming from an average family, she was not used to spending so much money on clothes and shoes. She had a habit of budgeting everything and spending accordingly. Only after marrying Guiren did she completely forget about budgeting or spending wisely because the latter had a habit of spending money like water.

Infact, when Guiren showed her his bank balance the very day they got married, Meili almost fainted after seeing the number of zeroes but what shocked her even more was that he had many such bank accounts which were stuffed with money.

"But they will look good on you and-"

Cutting him off, Meili snapped, "Well, what happened to the start saving money thing I told you last time? Did you forget about that?"

Guiren shook his head and explained, "No, I have my savings. The money which we get from Zhang corporation remains untouched in the bank account and what we are spending is actually what Yichan pays me. So-" hooking his arms around her shoulder, he added, "So you see wifey, your husband has it all planned."

Meili was about to retort when someone called Guiren out.

"Guiren."

Turning around when the couple saw who it was, Guiren narrowed his eye while Meili froze and lowered her head.

Walking towards them, the middle-age woman smiled at him. "Son, how are you?"

"Hmm, I am good." Turning towards Meili, Guiren asked, "Do we have pasta at home? If not we need to buy some."

Gesturing him to talk to his mother properly, Meili gave his mother an awkward smile which the latter completely ignored.

"Why didn't you come home when your dad called you?" Mother Zhang asked.

"My wife was having her periods so I was taking care of her." Guiren answered.

Looking at her husband, Meili widened her eyes in shock. What kind of a reason was that? Wouldn't that make his mother hate her even more?

Mother Zhang frowned and snapped, "Refrain your words Guiren, don't forget that you are talking to your mother."

"What? What is there to refrain? Isn't it something all women have? Don't you have it too?" Guiren asked and without waiting for her reply, he added, "So what are you so shy about? My wife's period cramps are worse than a severe stomach ache so I need to stay there with her."

Looking at Meili whose face had already turned red out of embarrassment, Mother Zhang mockingly smirked, "I see where you got this low-class vulgar and filthy attitude from."

Guiren vigorously nodded his head and agreed, "Exactly but there is nothing we can do. I mean our family genes are really very strong so no matter how hard my wife tries to make me a little less vulgar and arrogant, I am still the same. It's in the blood so there is nothing much she can do about it."

…..