TFWYH – Chapter 100 Torn

Ling Yu curved his lips faintly, then turned his head back toward her.
“I can’t sleep.”

“Want me to tell you a story?”

“Alright.”

“Then give me a kiss first. On the lips!”

Tang Wan shamelessly demanded, as though it were only right.

Ling Yu smiled. “Story first.”

“If I tell it, you’ll kiss me after?”

“Mhm.”

At that, Tang Wan instantly perked up. She kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and picked up where she’d left off in Water Margin.

Half an hour later, she had successfully told herself straight into dreamland.

Ling Yu bent his mouth in amusement and brushed a dragonfly-light kiss against the corner of her lips, pulling back almost immediately—

And Tang Wan began to dream.

In the dream, a massive black python wound itself around her, sinking its fangs into her lips.

“Ow! That hurts!”

Furious, Tang Wan kicked the serpent away—only to find a cliff yawning behind her. She fell.

At the very last instant, she latched onto the snake’s tail.

The python shrieked in rage, thrashing its enormous tail to fling her loose.

But Tang Wan clung tight, refusing to let go.

Suddenly, the snake gave a pained cry—and its head morphed into the handsome face of her beautiful husband.

Holy crap!

Tang Wan jolted awake in shock.

Daylight was already spilling in, and she was sprawled on the floor beside the bed.

Then—

“How much longer do you plan to hold on?” came a man’s teeth-gritting voice.

Blinking in confusion, Tang Wan raised her head. Her stunning husband’s dark, handsome face filled her vision—immediately pulling her back to the image of the python. She shivered. Reflexively, the hand she was clutching something with gave an unconscious squeeze.

“Ugh…” Ling Yu groaned, brows knitting in pain, his voice squeezed out between his teeth. “Let go. You’re about to tear it off.”

Tang Wan froze. Following his gaze downward, she realized exactly what her hand was gripping.

…

…

Oh no.

Mortified, she let go at once. After a long, awkward pause, she mumbled, “It… still works, right?”

“…”

“I could take a look. If it’s broken, I’ll fix it for you.”

“Get out!”

“…Oh.”

Banished, Tang Wan slunk to the doorway and squatted miserably outside.

When Madam Jiang woke up, the first thing she saw was Tang Wan huddled there like a scolded fat cat.

“Wan’er, what on earth happened?” Jiang asked curiously.

Tang Wan sighed, face full of guilt. “I think I might have… broken my beautiful husband.”

Jiang: ?!

“He wouldn’t let me check. I don’t even know if it’s the root or the eggs that got hurt…”

Only then did Jiang realize what she meant.

(＃Д）!

“Tang—Wan!” Ling Yu’s furious voice growled from inside the room. “Shut your mouth!”

Tang Wan: …

Jiang: …

Not long after, the four salesmen arrived to pick up stock.

Li Dashan and Ling Sheng were dripping with sweat, clearly just back from a run. The other two looked much less bedraggled.

The jerky was selling like hotcakes—Zhang San and Li Si had long since sold out their ten packs. Now, each of the four took another twenty bags to hawk.

Meanwhile, Madam Jiang, Ling Yue, and Tang Wan set off for town.

Ling Chen stayed home to look after Ling Yu.

Once they reached town, Tang Wan quickly split from mother and son. Business was not her strength, and she would only get in the way. Fortunately, after Li Dashan and Ling Sheng sold their own jerky, they’d go help out.

Tang Wan thought to herself that with business this booming, it was only a matter of time before they’d have to hire extra hands.

Bidding farewell to the others, she made her way to the blacksmith’s shop to pick up the silver needles and surgical knife she’d commissioned from Old Hu.