Chapter 37: He Likes Her Very Much

Jiang Han didn’t care about Hu Yao hitting Xu Zhuzhu at all. He even felt relieved, not knowing that Hu Yao had previously thought the child in Xu Zhuzhu’s belly was his.

Xu Zhuzhu indeed wanted him to be the cheap father of her child. Who knows who she got pregnant with? He looked like someone who would take such a loss?

He found Xu Zhuzhu that kind of woman, dirty to look at.

He couldn’t understand how she could still have the face to carry someone else’s seed and try to replace Hu Yao to marry him. Did he not have any standards at all?

Jiang Han’s face grew colder.

Jiang Han had told Hu Yao not to worry about Xu Zhuzhu. She stopped thinking about those messy things. Jiang Xiaochao was still sleeping his afternoon nap. She took out the newly bought buttons and sewed them onto his new clothes.

The fine needle and thread crossed her white fingers. She lowered her head, focused, her expression serene and gentle. It made people feel calmer just by looking at her.

It’s just that this woman lacked any discernment. Why did she only think about Jiang Fuchao in everything she did?

Jiang Han looked at her and let out a heavy sigh.

Hu Yao didn’t hear him, still focusing on her work.

After a few seconds, a loud bang of the door sounded. She was startled, the needle in her hand pricked her finger, and a large bead of blood quickly appeared.

“Boss, Xu Guangliang ran away!” Song Sikai’s voice boomed even before he got close.

Jiang Han glanced at Hu Yao’s hand, finding Song Sikai annoying today.

“He ran, you don’t go find him? Do I need to teach you? Tell me, and he’ll be found immediately?” His tone was impatient.

Song Sikai saw his expression and lowered his voice, “That woman said she wants to see you, she has something to tell you.”

“What does she want to say?”

“How would I know? She didn’t tell me.” Song Sikai shook his head.

“I got it.” Jiang Han took Hu Yao’s hand, acknowledging but didn’t leave immediately. He took the small clothes from her hand and pressed it against her bleeding finger.

“You can be scared by such a small thing, what’s your courage made of?” He said disdainfully.

Hu Yao quickly pulled the clothes away, but they were already stained with blood.

Forget it, she’ll wash it before wearing it anyway.

Song Sikai said there was a woman looking for Jiang Han. Soon, he went out with Song Sikai.

“Next time you open my door, be a little quieter, you’ll break it if you keep banging it like that!” Jiang Han warned without any politeness.

“Didn’t I always open it like this?” Song Sikai was inexplicably puzzled and wronged.

“You were sick before!”

Song Sikai disagreed. It was just opening the door, why did he specifically say it to him? “Boss, don’t you open the door like this too?”

What was the difference between them!

“Shut up, just listen!”

“…”

Their figures gradually disappeared. Hu Yao retracted her gaze and put away the finished small clothes.

Song Sikai’s earlier noise was too loud, waking up Jiang Xiaochao. He woke up to find her, a happy smile on his face.

She loved seeing him smile, couldn’t help but curve her lips too, hugged his small body, and put on the finished small clothes for him to try.

“Thank you, Yaoyao!~” He laughed with his eyes curved, happily holding the new clothes, his small voice soft and sweet.

“You’re welcome.” Hu Yao rubbed his head, her voice filled with laughter.

Jiang Han went out this time and didn’t return until evening. Hu Yao lit a candle for him in the hall as usual.

The Jiang family’s house was old, and some of the bricks and tiles on the roof were loose.

A few mice, somehow, ran up there. As they ran, the sound of the loose bricks and tiles became even more obvious, especially on the roof of the main room.

It started to rain near dusk. The rainwater leaked through the loose tiles on the roof.

The leak wasn’t much, but Hu Yao listened to the sound of the bricks and tiles hitting, worried that the roof would collapse.

She planned to tell Jiang Han when he came back.

He came back earlier than usual tonight, the candle Hu Yao lit was only a small stub.

The rain came suddenly, he wasn’t stupid enough to come back in the rain directly, he didn’t know where he got an old umbrella.

When he came back, the rain had already subsided. Jiang Xiaochao was unaffected, sleeping soundly in the room.

Hu Yao took the basin filled with rainwater and went out to dump it. She looked up and saw him returning home.

The steady footsteps drew closer, his tall figure appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.

He easily and naturally took the slightly large wooden basin from her hand and poured the water directly into the yard.

“The roof is leaking?”

“Yeah.” Hu Yao nodded.

Jiang Han casually placed the wooden basin by the door, took her hand and pulled her into the room, “We’ll fix it another day.”

He had earned a lot of money in the past few years. He actually had several places to live in town, but he was a nostalgic person. This house was left to him by his deceased parents, he grew up here, and he was used to it.

So, even though Hu Yao and Jiang Fuchao had been causing trouble for him all these years, and how annoyed he was, he would still come back when there was nothing going on outside.

The rural dirt roads were many, he walked all the way back, his pants and shoes were still covered in mud. The Jiang family’s house was better than other people’s houses in the village, the house was made of concrete, he stepped on several mud prints all the way in.

He went to take a bath, Hu Yao took the broom and mop to clean up.

She was a clean person and couldn’t stand dirt.

Jiang Han always bathed quickly, he was done in a few minutes. When he came back, Hu Yao was still mopping the floor.

He felt there was nothing to do in the house, but she always seemed to have endless work to do, going around all day.

“Stop mopping, go to bed!” He pulled her and took her to the bed.

Since the last time she was sick, it had been many days since he touched her. He had a wife, but he lived like a monk.

But she was so silly and fussy before, it was a real turn-off. Sleeping with her even made me feel guilty, which is rare and unbelievable for me.

God knows why I can put up with her! Even when I was lustful, I didn’t go looking for women outside.

She owes me!

Feeling like I got the short end of the stick, Jiang Han didn’t let Hu Yao off tonight. I think I’ve been taking good care of her. Her body is so delicate, I didn’t even dare to ram into her hard, afraid of really hurting her.

But even though I’m taking care of her, she’s still half-dead.

If it wasn’t for the fact that she was really sick, her whole body bruised and battered, I would have thought she was faking it!

I’ve never heard of any couple who could do that and end up in the hospital!

She’s really different from others, made of tofu, so precious!

Thinking back to the last time when she even bled, Jiang Han looked down at her, her face full of tension and fear, and he softened his strength. He replaced the wild biting with a clumsy, light sucking kiss.

“What are you afraid of, I’m just taking care of you.”

His voice was hoarse and deep, with a clear desire, the aggressive atmosphere was straightforward and overwhelming.

He was not embarrassed at all to say such explicit and embarrassing words.

Hu Yao’s clothes were half-undone, her round shoulders were white and smooth, his hand was clasped on them, gently stroking.

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