Chapter 10: A Forceful Pursuit of His Wife

Chapter 10: A Forceful Pursuit of His Wife

Now, Xie Lin can only stand there like a statue, pitifully watching his beloved girl from afar.

Does she really dislike herself? Is it sick to think she's disgusted with herself?

A short while later, Bai Xiulin and Jiang Nuan went out together, Jiang Nuan still holding Bai Xiulin's notebook. Xie Lin smiled, seeing that, how could his good brother possibly steal his girlfriend?

Seeing Lin Mianmian's cold attitude, his newly warmed mood plummeted again. He slumped onto the table, scratching his hair in frustration.

No, he can't just sit idly by and wait to die; he has to take a strong approach to winning over his wife.

When it was time to eat, Xie Lin picked up Lin Mianmian and headed out: "Let's go eat hot pot!"

"Xie Lin! Put me down! My notes! My books!" Lin Mianmian cried anxiously, struggling against Xie Lin.

"Even if the King of Heaven himself came, I wouldn't let you go. If you don't eat with me, I'll pester you every day! I won't let you study! And forget about your books!"

"You bastard!" Lin Mianmian slapped him on the back. "You've gotten stronger, baby."

His teasing voice held a hint of laughter. He shoved the person into the passenger seat, fastened their seatbelt, and stepped on the gas to the entrance of the hot pot restaurant.

Lin Mianmian pouted silently, which Xie Lin found incredibly cute. He stroked her soft hair with his large hand and said, "Baby, do me the honor of having dinner with me." He coaxed and soothed her, "Okay?"

"If you don't agree, I'll touch your whole body right here."

"Anyway, I'm thick-skinned, like a dead pig that's not afraid of boiling water. My precious, delicate skin can't take much." He whispered in her ear, his voice lewd and suggestive.

Lin Mianmian sighed, having no other choice but to agree: "However, I have a condition."

"?" Xie Lin raised an eyebrow. "We'll split the bill. I don't want to owe you anything." Xie Lin nodded in agreement: "Eat properly, and don't throw a tantrum or give me the cold shoulder."

Xie Lin just wanted her to be happy. He noticed his darling had lost weight from studying lately, so he'd have to make sure she got some extra nutrition later. Lin Mianmian gave a soft "Mmm."

The steam from the hot pot rose on the table. Lin Mianmian lowered her head, biting the straw and sipping her plum juice, but couldn't help glancing at Xie Lin across from her.

He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt today, with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms.

His well-defined hands held chopsticks as he slowly and methodically cooked the tripe. Noticing her gaze, he suddenly looked up, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What are you looking at me for? Want me to feed you?"

Lin Mianmian choked and quickly shook her head: "No, no need."

"Tsk, you're just saying that." Xie Lin chuckled, picked up a piece of freshly cooked tripe, and waved it in front of her. "Open your mouth."

"I...I can do it myself." She reached out to take it, but he avoided her.

"What are you afraid of?" He raised an eyebrow. "It's not like we haven't fed them before."

"Besides, I've already had all of your husbands." He teased the soft, sweet girl in front of him.

Lin Mianmian's face flushed, and she pinched Xie Lin under the table. "Ouch, that felt so good!" She leaned closer to the girl's face and continued shamelessly, "How about you let your husband have some more fun?"

Lin Mianmian was at her wit's end with him. Xie Lin raised an eyebrow and resumed his serious tone, coaxing her gently, "Baby, be good and open your mouth."

She recalled that he often teased her like that when they were dating.

After hesitating for two seconds, she cautiously moved closer and just bit into a corner of the tripe.

Xie Lin suddenly raised his wrist, and the whole piece of tripe slid into her mouth, while his fingertips brushed against her lips almost imperceptibly.

"Is it good?" He stared at her, his eyes playful.

She hurriedly chewed a couple of times, but choked on the chili peppers because she was too hasty and started coughing while covering her mouth.

Xie Lin handed her a glass of ice water. After she finished drinking it, he suddenly leaned closer and rubbed his thumb against the water stains on the corner of her lips: "Eat slowly, silly girl, no one's going to take it from you."

His fingertips, calloused, sent a shiver down her spine as they brushed against her skin.

"Xie Lin," she protested softly, her voice lacking any real threat.

"Hmm?" He chuckled softly, his voice extremely low. "Say it again?"

She pursed her lips and remained silent, her ear tips flushed crimson. She decided to avoid dining with such outrageously handsome men in the future; they were too alluring.

Xie Lin stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly picked up his phone and took a picture of her.

"What are you doing?" She was taken aback. "Taking a memento." He waved his phone; the screen showed her with slightly flushed cheeks and moist lips. "She's quite cute."

She reached out to grab it, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her tight.

"If you keep acting up," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot, "I'll kiss you in public."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mianmian obediently ate the lettuce in her bowl like a little white rabbit. In her heart, she cursed him a thousand times over.

After dinner, Xie Lin drove her back to school. Once in the car, the atmosphere became ambiguous again.