A Beloved Wife in Marriage Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Kneel Here
Under her scrutinizing gaze, Jiang Yanshen braced himself and nodded slowly.
Lin Zhaoyan revealed a satisfied smile and picked up another piece of meat for him. “This is stir-fried pork. It’s stir-fried with fresh peppers that I specially brought from Yushan. Qingqian especially liked to eat it when she was young. A piece of raw pepper can be eaten with a mouthful of rice.”
Jiang Yanshen: “…”
He looked at Lin Qingqian suspiciously.
Lin Qingqian looked down and pretended not to hear anything. She thought to herself, “Aunt, you’re really good at exaggerating. What if Jiang Yanshen really wants me to perform the act of eating raw pepper?”
Jiang Yanshen was not as sinister and cunning as she thought. He did not drag her to die with him. He only picked up his chopsticks and ate all the spicy food that he had never eaten under Auntie Lin’s enthusiasm.
The expression on his face did not change, but sweat was already flowing down his temples.
After the meal, Lin Zhaoyan was overjoyed and felt refreshed.
Jiang Yanshen’s back was drenched. His black shirt clung to his muscles, outlining his muscular figure, making him look even sexier.
“Yanshen, why are you sweating so much? Are you too tired?” Lin Chaoyan exclaimed and urged Lin Qingqian, “Go and fill Yanshen’s bath with water. I’ll wash the dishes.”
Jiang Yanshen frowned, and the cold light in his eyes shot towards the butler. “What’s going on?”
The butler’s body clearly stiffened, and he was already shouting in his heart that something was wrong…
“Aiyo, Yanshen, don’t blame them.” Lin Zhaoyan put down her hand that was clearing the dishes and said with a self-deprecating smile, “It’s already a blessing for a girl like our Qingqian to be able to marry you. She’s usually filial to her in-laws and washes the dishes at home. It’s her duty to also fetch water and wash their feet.
If she didn’t do it well, she also deserves to be beaten and scolded by her mother-in-law! Since ancient times, isn’t it only right for a mother-in-law to discipline her daughter-in-law?!”
The more she said this, the uglier Jiang Yanshen’s expression became. He turned to look at Lin Qingqian, his eyes filled with doubt and displeasure.
Wash the dishes and clean up?
Fetch the water to wash their feet?
She was even beaten and scolded?
She had never mentioned these things to him before.
Lin Qingqian still did not look at him. She only stood up and said indifferently, “I’ll go prepare the bath for you.”
Before turning around, she gave Lin Chaoyan a look, indicating for her to stop.
There were some things that she had never mentioned in front of Jiang Yanshen before. She did not want to mention them now, and she would not mention them in the future.
As Lin Chaoyan cleaned up the dishes, she seemed to be muttering to herself, “Country women like us are born to serve others. We have to accept our fate.”
Jiang Yan’s deep and cold face was expressionless. His jawline was so tense that it was about to break. His thin lips moved. “Auntie, please go back to your room and rest first.”
Lin Zhaoyan: “Aiyo, there’s no need. I often do these things in the countryside. I’m used to it…”
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yanshen looked at her with his cold eyes. Lin Chaoyan shivered.
“Since you’ve said so, I’ll take advantage of you.”
Lin Chaoyan was very observant and did not say anything else. She took off her apron and threw it on the chair. When she turned to go upstairs, she took another look at the trembling butler and a disdainful smile flashed across her eyes.
—You want to fight with me? If I don’t kill you, my surname won’t be Lin!!
After Lin Zhaoyan went upstairs, Jiang Yanshen stood up…
The butler’s voice trembled. “Young Master…”
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yanshen’s slender hands had already quickly overturned the dining table. The plates and bowls on the table fell to the ground, and the sound of them shattering rang out in a deafening manner.
The butler was so frightened that her legs trembled and she almost knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.
Jiang Yanshen’s cold eyes shot at her without a trace of warmth. “Kneel here.”