MGASC -Chapter 139 Sharing a Single Candy, So Sweet

This time, as soon as they got in the car, he sat right next to Zhang Qiao.

The car moved slowly, and the brilliant sunset streaked past the window, serene and peaceful.

Lin Tianyue opened the bag in his hand and took out a banana, handing it to Zhang Qiao. “Hungry? Eat a little to fill your stomach first.”

Zhang Qiao took the banana, then glanced at the bag on his lap. “What did you buy?”

She flipped it open directly. Inside were bananas, a few pieces of honey cake, and—surprisingly—a box of chocolate.

Tilting her head toward Lin Tianyue, she saw a slight blush on his normally stern face. “I knew you wouldn’t be back so soon. I was afraid you’d be hungry, so I bought some food.”

“And the chocolate?” she asked.

“The other day, Xiaoxiao came over. I saw the kids liked it—especially Lin Jin. He kept pestering me to give him some.”

Of course, he also wanted Zhang Qiao to try it. Speaking, he had already taken out two pieces. “The shop assistant said there are two flavors: one is milk chocolate, sweeter; the other is a bit bitter. Qiao Qiao, which do you like?”

Zhang Qiao looked at the two pieces of chocolate in his palm. Though she hadn’t eaten them yet, her heart was already sweetened.

Who says rough, tough guys lack emotional intelligence? He seemed to be improving all the time.

Roses last time, chocolate this time… and he even worried she’d be hungry, buying her food…

“Then I’ll take the milk chocolate.”

Lin Tianyue nodded, peeled the blue wrapper, and held it out, bringing the chocolate to her lips.

Her lips were soft and delicate, with a pinkish sheen.

They made you want to kiss them.

Zhang Qiao opened her mouth and bit halfway, leaving the other half on the wrapper.

“One half each! Don’t you dare dislike it!”

Lin Tianyue froze for a moment, then realized what she meant. He popped the other half into his mouth.

How could he ever dislike it?

This was clearly a bonus.

His wife was sharing the same piece of chocolate with him! Damn, this chocolate tasted amazing!

He even couldn’t bear to throw away the wrapper, holding it tightly in his palm.

Once they moved onto the dirt road, the car began to jolt.

Worried about Zhang Qiao, he glanced at her. “If you feel uncomfortable, lean on me.”

“…Okay.”

Zhang Qiao was a little tired. After a brief hesitation, she obediently leaned on his shoulder.

After all, the sun had set, and the car was growing darker inside—what was there to fear? She didn’t just lean on him, she hooked her arm around his.

Those broad, solid shoulders—she adored them. Forget young pretty boys; she liked sturdy men.

She liked double doors.

Just as she closed her eyes to rest, she heard Lin Tianyue lean closer, quietly asking, “Qiao Qiao, you didn’t buy anything… because you didn’t have enough money today?”

Zhang Qiao suddenly lifted her head. In the dim light, her eyes sparkled like a pool of water.

Lin Tianyue felt awkward and lowered his voice again. “Or… is it because you spent too much on the meal today and felt reluctant to spend more?”

If he had known, he would have brought extra money today.

Seeing Yingzi carrying big bags while Zhang Qiao had empty hands made her feel a little lost.

Recently, Lin Tianyue had a bold idea. He was no longer satisfied with the small scope of the feed factory. He wanted to ask Zhou Junlin’s advice about getting a few trucks and forming a transport team.

The feed factory was running smoothly and didn’t require his constant attention. He could free up energy to pursue more profitable business.

In this day and age, handling goods and trading materials was the most lucrative.

Besides, he could tell Zhang Qiao preferred city life.

“No, it’s not that,” Zhang Qiao said, leaning like a little bird on his shoulder again, closing her eyes, a faint sweet smile lingering at the corners of her lips. She didn’t want to trouble the tough guy and spoke softly, “Yingzi was carrying things I bought. She didn’t buy anything herself.”

“I see.”

Lin Tianyue actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Good—she hadn’t been deliberately saving money for him. He couldn’t stand seeing his family live so frugally; it made him feel like a failure.

“Then tell me, Qiao Qiao, what did you buy?” he asked quietly.

Lazily, Zhang Qiao replied, “You’ll see when we get home.”

Her little hand mischievously poked his ribs.

That was a sensitive spot. Lin Tianyue suddenly sat up straight, a shiver running down his back.

“Being naughty again?”

He grabbed her playful hand, holding it tightly in his own.

Her coquettish laughter came to his ears, as if teasing him were the most fun thing in the world.

“I’m tired. I want to sleep a bit.”

“Okay.”

Seeing she was truly tired, Lin Tianyue stopped bothering her, but he didn’t let go of her hand the whole way.

By the time they got home, it was already 7:30 PM. Aunt Li hadn’t left yet and made them a bowl of hot noodle soup.

Drinking it while it was steaming warm felt wonderful—better than any extravagant banquet.

After dinner, Zhang Qiao began showing off her “victories.”

New schoolbags and stationery for the three kids—better and prettier than last time. The kids were overjoyed.

Once the three kids returned to their rooms, Zhang Qiao took out the clothes she had bought for Lin Tianyue.

Suits, shirts, trench coats, ties… a full male clothing collection.

Lin Tianyue was stunned. “All of these are for me?”

Zhang Qiao nodded. “Try them on after you wash up!”

He rummaged through other bags. Inside were shoes—a pair of casual sneakers, a pair of leather shoes. Also for him.

“What about things for yourself?” he asked.

Zhang Qiao: “You bought me so many things last time.”

“But I never saw you wear them…”

Zhang Qiao thought: she wasn’t attending any folk dances! Why wear the bright, colorful stuff?

“I shopped for women’s clothes, but I don’t like them. I’ll buy them after I give birth. Buying now is pointless; I can wear them in a few months.”

Her excuse was just enough to satisfy Lin Tianyue.

She had spent the whole afternoon shopping and mostly bought clothes for him.

His wife loved him so much!

He picked up the clothes, caressing them in his palms. Though he didn’t know fabrics, he could tell these were high-quality clothes.

“Qiao Qiao, these… are expensive, right?”

Especially the double-breasted trench coat—it had the same quality as Zhou Junlin’s. Stylish and exactly his taste.

That day, she only glanced at it briefly, and now she remembered perfectly?

So touching. His wife was too good to him!

Zhang Qiao waved it off. “Expensive? Don’t forget, I know how to bargain!”

“Then this one… was it around eighty?”

Zhang Qiao thought: multiply by three, roughly.

She wouldn’t tell the tough guy the exact price.

She held the trench coat up in front of him, gesturing toward the bathroom. “Try it on?”

Lin Tianyue nodded. But unlike Zhang Qiao’s expectation, he lifted his T-shirt directly, revealing his toned muscles.

So close, making her face flush and heart race.

Zhang Qiao didn’t know where to look, but Lin Tianyue was oblivious, already unfastening his belt.

Zhang Qiao gulped, swallowing hard.

She wanted to look away, but it felt unnecessary.