Picking Up a Gorgeous CEO for a Wife

Chapter 909: Chapter 0909: Good Man

Qin Yu’s mind was in turmoil—his wife hadn’t come home that night! Who was the person who did come back? Should he properly thank this person?

If it wasn’t for them, he and Su Ziyan might really have become strangers!

Who in the world was this person? Even after racking his brain, Qin Yu couldn’t figure it out.

Since he couldn’t figure it out, Qin Yu stopped trying and embraced his wife tightly, saying solemnly, “Ziyan, I promise you, from now on, no one in this world can separate us!”

“Mm! Mm!” Su Ziyan turned her tears into laughter and looked up at Qin Yu.

Having been with Qin Yu for some time, Su Ziyan could tell something was off with Qin Yu—his expression seemed distracted.

Su Ziyan asked with suspicion, “Honey, something feels off. Has that vixen come back to you?”

Qin Yu swallowed hard. My goodness, his wife sure had an active imagination!

Qin Yu quickly shook his head, “Wife, don’t worry, first of all, I think it was a dream!

And even if we take a step back, say it wasn’t a dream and a woman did come to my room that night, nothing happened. Remember, at that time, I subconsciously thought you were not available, so I didn’t do anything and just had a good night’s sleep.”

As he spoke, Qin Yu’s eyes were bright, staring intently into Su Ziyan’s without blinking.

As the boss, his ability to read people was very strong, and Su Ziyan saw sincerity and calmness in Qin Yu’s eyes, nodding in response.

“Let’s not talk about the past,” she said.

“Mm, mm, mm,” Qin Yu nodded like a pecking chicken.

After chatting for a while, the couple continued their walk. Qin Yu was really right—this kind of rice that could fend off famine really didn’t last long. They had only walked two circuits before they started feeling hungry.

“Honey, I’m hungry, let’s go back, shall we?”

“Okay, by the way, is there anyone in Qingcheng who writes similarly to you?” Qin Yu asked casually.

“Yes, Vivi can. When Vivi is bored, she imitates my writing. Even I can’t tell her writing from mine. Why? What’s that about?”

“Nothing much, I saw some notes that resembled your handwriting in a book in the Practice Room. I found it strange—how could you be making notes in this book?” Qin Yu’s eyes sparkled as he gazed unwaveringly at Su Ziyan.

“That must have been Vivi’s doing,” Su Ziyan said without much thought, laughing as she linked arms with Qin Yu and walked towards Jingzhai.

Su Ziyan hadn’t noticed that Qin Yu’s arm was a bit stiff!

Vivi, huh?

Could it be that the note was left by Vivi?

The more Qin Yu thought about it, the more likely it seemed! Heavens! He had actually shared a bed with his sister-in-law! Thankfully, they didn’t go all the way!

Oh heavens! Oh earth! If time could flow backward… Qin Yu would definitely, go through with the act?

Feeling like he might have done something wrong, Qin Yu started behaving very well from then on.

Upon entering Jingzhai, Qin Yu cleared his throat, “Elder Feng, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you—Ziyan needs another portion of scrambled eggs with rice and, ah, so do I.”

“Okay,” Feng Jingkun smiled and decisively stepped out of Jingzhai.

“Hahaha, Master Qin is really good to his wife; truly a model man for the new era,” Zhou Luo laughed heartily.

“If we had a charming wife like Miss Su, we’d spoil her rotten too.”

“Indeed, indeed.”