in2ebook Chapter 1394 I am your husband
Chapter 1394 I am your husband
Kou Yuancheng didn't say a word for a long time. After a long pause, he said, "How about asking the hotel to send some over?"
Kou Quan frowned and pushed his father away. "Dad, go and have a rest. From now on, we have to buy fresh vegetables every day, and the meat has to be fresh too. We can't buy packaged ones like this anymore. We can't throw away the vegetables we can't finish that day, and we can't leave them for the next day..."
Kou Quan knew that his tone was not good, but he couldn't correct it immediately, and he suppressed the rest of his words.
"Forget it, I'll buy groceries and cook next time, you go out first." Kou Quan whispered.
He blocked his father away not because he disliked him, but because he didn't want to hear his father say anything hurtful at this moment of extreme frustration.
Kou Yuancheng walked out of the kitchen in silence, as if he had really harmed his son. If the young lady from the Zhuang family was unwilling to follow his son because the food at home was not good, then he...
Kou Yuancheng took the money and went out. Although the old man had lived in this community for more than half a year, he was still not familiar with the road and had never gone out at night.
He was still afraid, but he had never done anything for his own son in his life. Now, even if he had to go through fire and water, he would go without hesitation.
He barely knew how to leave the complex, so he asked the security guard. The Oriental Pearl Tower complex was near the Xinhuadu Mall. The reason the mall was chosen was because Third Master Zhuang's residence in Beijing was right there. However, the complex had expanded several times, each building more spectacular and beautiful than the last. The influx of new residents had boosted the area's economy, making it the third most prosperous commercial district in Beijing.
Kou Yuancheng stood blankly in Xinhuadu Square. His son usually drove him here, so he didn't know how to find the place.
He walked towards a busy place and asked where the entrance to the supermarket was. Someone pointed him in the direction, and Kou Yuancheng entered the mall, but still didn't know where to enter.
At home, Kou Quan calmed down and prepared fried rice, but there were no vegetables. Kou Quan felt very disappointed, but he didn't dare to go to the supermarket to buy more by himself, for fear that she would leave after waking up, so he kept watching over her.
He cut the ham and tenderloin into pieces, waited for the rice to cook, and then went to the room to check on Seventeen. Once he entered the room, he was reluctant to leave. He gently leaned over her and kissed her face again and again, making her red face wet.
Seventeen moved and turned over to avoid his harassment.
Kou Quan smiled as he walked out, glanced at the rice, then returned to the house, bringing her some comfortable clothes. Surprisingly, most of his wardrobe was filled with women's clothing, all brand new. He'd buy anything he liked, in a style and color. Qi Yao was quite generous with his money, both on food and clothing. Back when he was a doctor at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, his monthly salary was only a few thousand yuan, but he was willing to buy Shiqi a coat worth tens of thousands, and he was also willing to spend money on himself. Perhaps it was a habit he'd developed while living in the banker's household; once he'd moved up in social status, it was hard to come down, so he wasn't willing to accept anything less.
He took out a set of home clothes and placed them on the pillow. After preparing the underwear, he sat by the bed for a while, carefully looking at the sleeping person.
Only now did I realize that even watching her sleep was a kind of happiness.
Kou Quan looked at the time and went out. The rice was already cooked, but she liked it too soft, so it would be better to simmer it for a while. However, if she simmered it for a while, the rice would be difficult to fry.
How nice it would be if there was an egg? But I didn’t have any at home. I just tossed the meat with a few cabbage leaves and then poured the rice into the pot.
Kou Quan heard the sound of natural gas heating water and knew that Shiqi had gotten up and was taking a shower. With a smile on his face, he put the pretty good fried rice on a plate, brought it out, and waited for her to come out to eat.
Kou Quan was waiting in the room. The bathroom door was closed. He knew that the woman he loved was inside. The air was filled with her fragrance. Kou Quan reached out and took the clothes that she had taken off from the bed. He smelled her fragrance over and over again, and kept grinning.
She loves him, she loves him!
Seventeen came out and saw Kou Quan holding her clothes and smelling them. She subconsciously thought of the photos in the sealed bag. One of the photos was of him touching her underwear. Seventeen suddenly frowned, her face changed several times, and her eyes became dark.
Kou Quan raised his eyes, his hands stiffened for a moment, and he put her clothes down awkwardly.
"Now that we're done washing, let's go out for dinner. You must be hungry, right?" Kou Quan asked.
Seventeen stood there motionless, her face, which had been red from the steam, gradually turning pale, water droplets fell from her hair, and she stared at the ground.
Kou Quan walked towards Seventeen, stretched out his hands and gently held her in his arms, "I know you are very conflicted, I know your pain, and I also know that you resent me. I won't force you to make any choice, but I beg you to follow your own heart. As long as it is what you want, I will respect your choice, okay?"
"Brother..." Seventeen called softly. Kou Quan hesitated for a moment and then responded softly. Seventeen looked up at him and asked, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Because I'm afraid that if I say one more word, you will..." Kou Quan's words sink into his throat. It's hard to put it into words. If it can be explained clearly in a few words, why would it be left unsaid for so long?
Seventeen gently put her head close to his arms. Kou Quan wanted to push her away and get a towel to dry her hair. It would be so easy to get sick with such wet hair.
But right now, the most important thing is to hug her and say nothing.
But after all, Kou Quan was not a man who valued romance above all else. He let go of Seventeen, turned around, took a new towel, wrapped it around her hair, and wiped it quickly.
"You'll get a headache if you don't wipe it dry." Kou Quan whispered.
Seventeen looked at him blankly, her eyes looking elsewhere. Kou Quan directly pulled her over to sit on the bed and said, "When it's half dry, blow it with a hairdryer."
Seventeen didn't say anything. Kou Quan continued to talk about his own things, not expecting her to respond.
"Do you want me to treat you as my brother or as Qi Yao?" Seventeen asked softly.
Is he a brother or a husband?
"Tell me, okay?" Seventeen looked at him with wide eyes.
"What we did together this afternoon..." Kou Quan reminded, "I don't want to cut off ties with you. I love you."
Kou Quan no longer avoided her, draped a towel over her shoulders, and found a hairdryer to blow her hair. When the hairdryer turned on, the buzzing sound hurt her ears, and Shiqi reached out to grab the hairdryer and turned it off.
"But you are Kou Quan!" she said stubbornly with her eyes wide open.
"Whether it's Kou Quan or Qi Yao, they are both your husbands, your men now, unless I die too..." Kou Quan regretted what he said, and his words almost slipped his tongue as he interrupted immediately.
"Qiqi..." Kou Quan looked at her with heartache.
Seventeen stared at the ground. He successfully made her remember that she had killed Zhou Haoyu and successfully made her remember the fact that she was a murderer.