Chapter 306: Daily Life

After dinner, Mrs. Fu wouldn’t let the two of them wash the dishes.

"Don’t you two fight over this. If you must do something, just watch the kids for a bit. The dishes will be cleaner if I wash them myself."

Her tone was filled with undisguised disdain.

Qin Wenhao was speechless.

So was Fu Mingxue.

’Fine by me. No dishes it is.’

Besides, she hated washing dishes and doing chores more than anything.

After all, she’d done more than her fair share in her past life.

Mrs. Fu worked quickly and efficiently. After she finished the dishes, she bathed the two children.

Then she took them back to her room.

She didn’t want to disturb the couple—after all, she was still hoping they’d give her a grandchild.

Meanwhile, Fu Mingxue took another shower.

When she returned to their room, she saw Qin Wenhao wearing a white tank top.

His exposed arms were covered in powerful, bulging muscles.

A thick, masculine scent seemed to fill the entire room.

The air was instantly tinged with a hint of intimacy.

"Wife—"

Qin Wenhao’s voice was a little hoarse.

His eyes burned as he stared at Fu Mingxue.

He hadn’t had a moment alone with her like this since she’d come back.

He walked over, reached out, and pulled her into his arms—letting out a sigh of contentment.

In truth, he had wanted to do this ever since he saw her when he got home that afternoon.

Now, he was finally holding her.

Feeling the person in his arms struggle, he whispered, "Don’t move. Let me hold you for a bit—"

"Wife, I missed you! Did you miss me?"

Those words had a surprisingly powerful effect on Fu Mingxue.

Instantly, she froze.

To be honest, she hadn’t thought of him at all this past month.

She’d been so busy, working from five in the morning to ten at night; who had the spare time to think about a man?

Her mind had been filled with machinery, engines, and rare materials.

She’d only thought of her own mother once or twice this whole month.

How could he possibly rank higher than her own mother?

But sometimes, a little white lie was necessary.

"...I did."

She said it with such conviction, it was as if she were taking a solemn oath.

And what do you know, when Qin Wenhao heard her answer, his heart began to beat even faster.

He truly hadn’t expected to hear that from her.

He pulled her back slightly to look into her eyes—his wife hadn’t been lying. That look in her eyes... she really had missed him.

Qin Wenhao lowered his head and kissed her...

The next day, Fu Mingxue woke up with an aching back and sore waist.

The person beside her was long gone.

Hearing the sounds from outside, she sighed helplessly.

’This man... his stamina is just too good...’

’But... I like it.’

She got up, got dressed, and went outside, where she saw the man sweeping the courtyard.

Just then, he looked up at her. "Why didn’t you sleep in a little longer?"

Fu Mingxue ignored his concern—after all, he hadn’t shown her any mercy last night!

’This belated concern—so fake.’

Qin Wenhao was baffled.

’Is my wife glaring at me?’

Thinking about last night—his eyes flickered with guilt.

"Wife, go wash your face and brush your teeth. Mom went to the town market today. Breakfast is already in the pot, keeping warm."

When Fu Mingxue heard "market," she was reminded of the pile of rewards in her space that she hadn’t taken out yet!

’I’ll find an excuse to take them out tonight after I get back from the factory.’

"Mom went to the market? Then where are the two kids?"

Qin Wenhao immediately replied, "They’re still sleeping. I’m not going out this morning, so I’ll watch the kids. By the way, are you going to the factory today?"

Fu Mingxue nodded. "I have to, but I’ll get off work early today."