MGASC -Chapter 108 Good, Your Wife Will Take Care of You

Just then, Zhang Qiao was standing on a step one level higher than him, looking down at the big, rough man—and the feeling was just right.

It let her clearly see the struggle in his eyes, the disappointment, and the fragility he was still desperately trying to hide.

Who said men always had to be strong?

On the contrary, right now, Lin Tianyue made her feel a sense of raw, genuine reality.

Zhang Qiao cupped his face in her small hands. “Lin Tianyue, I’ll ask you just one question. If this really is your mother’s wish, would you agree to give the house up?”

“Are you kidding me! If I really gave it up, I, Lin Tianyue, would be a damn coward!”

Mm, very good.

That was exactly the answer Zhang Qiao wanted to hear—it at least proved that Lin Tianyue wasn’t timid.

Even when family ties tried to manipulate him, he wouldn’t lose his head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll talk to my mom about this.”

Lin Tianyue looked around with a sigh. The place still looked like it did in his childhood, yet it was also very different.

Of course it was different—the room was now full of furniture. If he had come even a little later, Song Jiawen would have already gotten married here.

He placed a large hand on her waist. “Qiao Qiao, you’ve seen this house now. Just tell me—do you like it?”

Zhang Qiao said, “Like it, so what? Don’t like it, so what?”

“If you like it, no one can take it from you! If you don’t, I’ll sell it myself—no one can claim it!”

His tone was firm, his gaze even more intense, as if he were about to release all the pent-up anger stored in his chest.

Zhang Qiao took a deep breath. “Alright, as long as you said it, that’s enough.”

Lin Tianyue saw her blink her lively apricot eyes and gently press her bright little face toward him, standing neck-to-neck, which from a distance looked like she was hugging him.

“Lin Tianyue, we’re a family now. You have your difficulties as a son. This villain? I’ll take him on for you!”

Her warm breath brushed against him like a wisp of hot wind, teasing the nerves behind his ear.

Lin Tianyue’s heart tingled from her touch. Even after she moved away from his ear, her watery eyes still locked onto him, shining brightly with his reflection in their depths.

“Good boy, your mischievous wife will protect you.”

At this moment, Zhang Qiao felt Lin Tianyue like a wounded leopard—gritting his teeth and pretending to be strong, but actually hurt. She felt a twinge of affection, and, taking advantage of her height advantage, touched his head with her small hand.

Her voice was soft and cute, her eyes clear and warm—but she spoke the naughtiest words, and somehow, even as a seemingly playful remark, it sent shivers through Lin Tianyue’s entire body.

“Oh!” Zhang Qiao’s hand was still on his head when her knees suddenly tightened, and he swept her up in a forceful embrace.

It wasn’t a princess carry, nor slung over the shoulder, but more like holding a child—one hand supporting her knees, the other her hips, lifting her high into his arms.

Zhang Qiao was startled and immediately clutched his neck. “Lin Tianyue, what are you going crazy about now?”

He gave her round bottom a light pat. “Good girl, come on, let’s check out the new house together!”

And it really had become a new house!

Song Jiawen had already decorated it for him.

Door locked? No problem! Lin Tianyue found a piece of wire, poked a few times, and with a swift pull, the door swung open.

He held the door for Zhang Qiao, but his gaze was clearly inviting.

Since it was going to be their new marital home, the interior was completely redone, even better than Zhang Qiao had expected.

Furniture painted bright red, wooden bed, even the washstand was red. A “Double Happiness” character was stuck on the mirror.

The space near the entrance was fairly large, combining kitchen, dining, and living areas. To the right near the door was the bathroom, which Zhang Qiao opened to check.

There was even a flush toilet with proper plumbing.

Compared to the life she’d lived before, this was extremely advanced!

Before, she and Lin Tianyue lived in a simple bungalow, with an outdoor toilet cobbled together temporarily. Lin Tianyue liked cleanliness, so at least the toilet was decent—but it was just a brick-walled enclosure with a big hole and two wooden planks. Every night when using it, Zhang Qiao worried she’d fall in.

Other families’ toilets were even worse—primitive and stinky, especially in the summer.

But here, not only was there a flush toilet, the kitchen had a gas stove. In this small county, this house was top-tier, and living here would be incredibly comfortable!

Sure enough, in any era, the best resources always go first to the rich or the powerful.

Lin Tianyue’s father was a factory director—so he could be considered a second-generation rich kid, more or less.

Zhang Qiao then checked the other three rooms.

One was a large bedroom; the other two were smaller. The big bedroom could have bunk beds for the three little ones. The slightly smaller one would be for her, and the smallest could be for their future daughter, though Lin Tianyue could stay there until she was born.

Decision made happily!

Zhang Qiao loved one thing about the house: it had front and back yards, and was close to Lin Tianyue’s feed factory. When her sauerkraut business restarted, the backyard was big enough for a whole courtyard of fermentation jars.

“Lin Tianyue, I’m very satisfied with this place.”

She had even planned it all out, pulling him to the window and pointing at the empty space behind. “I’ve been thinking—once our franchise stores grow, we’ll need unified management, uniform sauerkraut and fish slice delivery. Eventually, we’ll have to build a small factory to develop our own brand. See? If we live here, we can build the factory right in the backyard, saving rent. Isn’t that perfect?”

She said it to make Lin Tianyue understand—she would not compromise.

This house, she must have it.

Lin Tianyue hadn’t expected her drive to be so strong, already planning a factory.

He glanced at her belly but didn’t dare stop her.

“Alright, whatever you decide, I support. Just one thing…”

“Hm?”

“Don’t overwork yourself.”

“Don’t worry. The thought of making money makes me feel no fatigue at all.”

Zhang Qiao eagerly ran downstairs to check the backyard.

The more she saw, the more she liked it—as if little profits were waving at her right there.

“Lin Tianyue, you know, my original family wasn’t great either. At least you had a father who was a factory director. When I was little, just having a meal was lucky. I don’t even like to recall those days—they were depressing and gray.

I remember the first time I went to a big city, a provincial capital. On my very first day, I was captivated by everything in the city. How amazing it was—the tall buildings, bustling traffic, vibrant life everywhere. Every girl dressed beautifully, wore makeup, ate all kinds of delicacies, chased trends, and smiled with confidence. That’s when I thought, one day, I want to live this kind of life. I’ll work hard. I’ll earn a lot of money.

Even now, that desire hasn’t changed. So, Lin Tianyue, tell me—do you think this place can be our new starting point?”