A Beloved Wife in Marriage

Chapter 81: Do You Love That He’s Old? Or Do You Love That He Doesn’t Shower?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

During Lin Qingqian’s hospitalization, Song Qin delivered three meals daily.

Also, the doctors and nurses had probably been instructed beforehand. They took care of her meticulously, but they would not pry into her private matters.

Suisui had also been here once. After sitting for a while, she went back. Her expression was still a little strange, and she looked like she wanted to say something.

Lin Qingqian, who was thinking about the studio, didn’t think much about it. When the doctor said that she could be discharged, she went through the discharge procedures that very afternoon.

As soon as she walked out of the hospital, she saw Song Qin standing beside a black Maybach. “Miss Qingqian, let me send you back.”

At this moment, it was rush hour, so it wasn’t easy to take a taxi. Hence, Lin Qingqian didn’t reject her and got into the car. “Let’s go to my studio.”

“But—” Director Jiang ordered me to send you home safely!

Before she had the chance to say the rest, Lin Qingqian said calmly and firmly,

“If it’s inconvenient, please stop the car. I’ll take a taxi by myself.”

When Song Qin heard that, she immediately took out her phone and secretly informed Director Jiang! !

Midsummer passed unknowingly, and the temperature in Lan City gradually turned cold. When Lin Qingqian got out of the car, the lights had just been turned on. A cold breeze blew over, and she couldn’t help but shiver.

The lights were already on in the studio. When she walked in, she didn’t see the renovation workers, but— Jiang Yunshen.

“Why are you here?”

Jiang Yunshen, who was in the midst of scraping paint, looked up and saw Lin Qingqian. His expression instantly turned ugly, and the small shovel in his hand fell. “It’s all your fault!”

His Elder Brother had forced him to help clean up the paint so he had been scraping for the entire day, and his hands were blistered from the friction. His brother had given him a death order; he was not allowed to go back until the paint on the ground was cleaned up.

Lin Qingqian curled her lips into a mocking smile. “Second Young Master Jiang, get this straight. You were the one who splashed the paint on the ground. You reap what you sow.”

Jiang Yunshen was speechless. After a long time, he squeezed out, “You jinx, you’re my nemesis.”

Lin Qingqian smiled. “Thank you for the compliment.”

Ahhhhh! I really want to k*ll her so much!

Lin Qingqian ignored him and scanned the walls of the studio. There were new wallpapers, lamps, mirrors, and hangers. Most of the work was completed, leaving only the paint on the floor.

After half a month of ventilation to get rid of the smell, she could contact some economic comnanies to discuss cooneration-

Lin Qingqian was thinking about the next step when she suddenly heard Jiang Yunshen’s voice. “Go and tell my brother that you don’t want me to scrape anymore.”

Lin Qingqian came back to her senses and looked at him. Her red lips clearly squeezed out two words. “No way.”

Jiang Yunshen was stunned. ‘Why? Don’t you hate me? Shouldn’t you be happy that you won’t have to see me anymore?”

Lin Qingqian smiled slightly. “I’m even happier to see you squatting on the ground scraping paint.”

Jiang Yunshen: “…”

Damn it! I knew this woman was shrewd and ruthless. When I told Big Brother back then, he didn’t believe me!

“Lin Qingqian, you’re so vicious. Aren’t you afraid that Big Brother will see your true colors?”

Lin Qingqian looked at him sympathetically. “I don’t even want your big brother anymore, why would I care about how he looks at me?”

Jiang Yunshen was suffocating. Why was this woman different from before?!

No, she had gotten even more annoying than before!!

Just as Jiang Yunshen was about to go crazy, he suddenly saw a figure from the corner of his eye. He suddenly said, “Lin Qingqian, you really don’t love my brother anymore?”

“Why would I love a man like Jiang Yanshen?” Lin Qingqian replied indifferently. “Should I love him for being old? Or should I love him for not bathing?”O

When she turned around, she saw the man standing at the door. His dark eyes were unreadable..