MGASC -Chapter 95 Just Thinking About the Process Makes Lin Tianyue Blush

It turned out they were maternity underwear she had asked him to buy.

But they weren’t quite what she had imagined—these pieces looked like they’d been handmade.

Even so, the workmanship was solid, and the fabric was pure cotton. The panties had been specially altered at the abdomen, made extra loose and roomy, with elastic to cradle and protect the belly.

Besides that, there was also a pair of pink maternity pants.

They were loose-fitting as well, with the same special treatment at the waist. Add a pair of suspenders, and at the chest were two embroidered Winnie the Poohs—surprisingly cute.

“Lin Tianyue, this is…?”

“The kind you mentioned—you can’t buy those anywhere. These were made by the older sister of Chen Wang’s girlfriend. She just had a baby not long ago, so she knows her stuff. And those pants were her recommendation too.”

“Chen Wang?”

“The technician I just hired. His girlfriend works at the machinery factory in Jin City. I really had no other option, so I asked her to help think of something. We really owe them this time.”

Just thinking about the whole process made Lin Tianyue blush.

He’d told Chen Wang he wanted to treat his girlfriend to a meal, and Chen Wang had nearly thought he was making a move on her.

Lin Tianyue figured there was no way he could bring up underwear with a woman himself, so he awkwardly described the situation to Chen Wang and asked him to help inquire.

He still remembered how, after hearing his explanation, Chen Wang’s face had turned as red as his own—dark crimson, like pig liver.

Chen Wang even tried to wriggle out of it, telling Lin Tianyue to talk to his girlfriend himself. In the end, Lin Tianyue had no choice but to pull rank, ordering Chen Wang to treat it as an assigned task that had to be completed.

Threats and sweet talk combined—somehow, he finally got what he wanted.

Thankfully, city girls were more open-minded. Not only did she not laugh at Lin Tianyue, she even praised him in front of her boyfriend as a good man.

She enthusiastically asked her sister to make several sets and even threw in a pair of maternity pants.

Lin Tianyue felt that this trip had cost him every shred of his dignity.

Zhang Qiao flipped through the underwear in her hands, joy written all over her charming face.

This time, the big rough guy had truly put in extra thought. Though she didn’t really care for the outer clothes he bought, she absolutely loved this underwear—and those neat, delicate stitches.

“Thank you, big rough guy!”

Zhang Qiao happily went inside to change. Lin Tianyue grumbled to himself—Big rough guy, big rough guy… can’t she come up with a different nickname?

When Zhang Qiao came out wearing the pink pants, Lin Tianyue’s eyes lit up again.

The soft pink made her skin look translucent and dewy.

Just as he’d thought when he picked them out—on his wife, they looked really, really good.

“How do I look?” Zhang Qiao asked, gracefully spinning in a circle for him.

The style and color felt a little… rustic. Very much that “Aiyilian” vibe.

She could only pull it off because her looks were good enough. Even so, looking at herself in the mirror, she felt like a full-on country socialite.

Lin Tianyue was extremely satisfied. “Mm, looks great!”

Zhang Qiao: Fine. Country socialite it is. At least I’m still a socialite.

Then she looked at the clothes he’d picked for the kids—uniformly green military pants and sailor shirts. At least there was no gaudy red and green clash, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

She also spotted the shampoo, soap, face cream—and a bottle of perfume.

When she reached those, Zhang Qiao couldn’t help glancing at Lin Tianyue.

He pretended not to see, face flushed, and went to call the three little ones to get dressed and wash up.

Zhang Qiao sprayed a bit of the perfume into the air.

Tsk. That strong, choking scent…

What a flashy man.

Once everyone was dressed and ready, Zhang Qiao still felt like something was missing. As they were heading out, seeing one adult and three kids all in matching sailor shirts, she finally remembered.

“Lin Tianyue, where’s the suit I told you to buy for yourself?”

Lin Tianyue froze, looking utterly lost.

“The suit. Didn’t I tell you to buy a set for business meetings?” she reminded him again.

Only then did it click. “Oh. I forgot.”

Forgot… forgot?!

Unbelievable. He’d bought clothes for the whole family—even perfume—but forgot himself entirely.

Should she praise him as a selfless good man, or scold him for having no bottom line as a giver?

“Let’s go. It’s not like you don’t have clothes to wear.”

Not wanting to hear her nag, Lin Tianyue grabbed her hand and pulled her along. “Besides, those things are too stiff. I don’t like wearing them.”

Zhang Qiao really had no answer for him.

Fine. Looks like she’d have to buy it for him herself.

From now on, Lin Tianyue was a businessman. Wherever he went, he needed to dress properly.

That was basic respect for business partners.

This society judged people by appearances far too often. Dressing well elevated both the other party and himself—and kept others from looking down on him.

So Zhang Qiao didn’t see this as a small matter at all.

The family of five barely managed a bite at the guesthouse breakfast shop.

The three kids were used to Zhang Qiao’s cooking, so the outside food tasted bland to them. Lin Tianyue, meanwhile, was simply heartsick over the destruction of his home and had no appetite at all.

Zhang Qiao’s pregnancy reactions had been getting worse lately, and she only ate a little.

As she set down her chopsticks, Lin Jin whispered, “The buns here aren’t good at all. Aunt Qiao, when can we go home?”

Lin Xun tugged at his sleeve.

Lin Jin pouted and fell silent.

Home?

Where did they still have a home?

Last night’s fire had burned the place into a complete mess. It probably wasn’t even livable anymore.

The one suffering most was Lin Tianyue. He’d worked so hard to build a little family, only to see it destroyed just like that.

He also felt heartache for Zhang Qiao—her entire courtyard of pickled vegetables had been ruined too.

They’d fled in such a hurry that not only did they leave their clothes behind, but the money they’d saved was probably still there as well.

In short, aside from Lin Tianyue’s feed factory, they now had nothing.

Afraid Zhang Qiao would feel worse, he said gently, “Later, you and the kids rest in the room. I’ll go back for a bit.”

He needed to see if anything was salvageable—and more importantly, to find out who had set that fire.

Yesterday, on his way to find Zhang Qiao, he’d already reported it to the police.

The thought that someone had tried to burn their whole family alive made him want to twist that person’s head clean off.

But Zhang Qiao refused his arrangement. “No. Lin Xun stays here with his brothers. I’m going back with you.”

Lin Tianyue sighed. “The place is a mess. What’s there to see? Why go looking for trouble?”

Zhang Qiao shot him a look and didn’t budge.

Seeing that, Lin Tianyue had no choice but to give in.

Just then, Chen Gang and Yingzi rushed over. They’d already heard about what had happened to the Lin family. Before they could even speak, Yingzi looked at Zhang Qiao, eyes reddening.

“Wuwuwu… Xiao Qiao, I’m so sorry, I came too late.”

The moment she saw her, Yingzi hugged Zhang Qiao and burst into tears.

She’d heard—last night, the whole family had nearly burned to death.

The house and the pickled vegetables were all gone, and not a single thing in the courtyard had been spared.