Little Wife's Diary: My Husband is My Boss!
Chapter 61: Shameless Drama King

Chapter 61: Shameless Drama King

"You...how can you say these words so shamelessly?" Yan Yuling asked in a low voice.

Feng Zhexuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wife, we are husband and wife. Our marriage is legal. Why can’t I say these things? No matter how shy you are, we will consummate our marriage one day."

"Don’t tell me you plan to force me to become a monk for the rest of my life?" he added with widened eyes full of horror, disbelief, and accusation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yuling glared at him and said, "Feng Zhexuan, doesn’t your throat hurt? Why do you talk so much?"

Feng Zhexuan pouted at his wife and said aggrievedly, "You don’t even call me husband now. It seems that I will be a monk in this life. My poor Grandpa will not be able to hug his great-grandchildren, nor will I have the face to meet my ancestors when I die."

"The bloodline of the Feng family will end at my hands. What a sin ah!" he added with a long sigh while shaking his head sadly.

Yan Yuling felt a headache when she heard his words. She looked at the ceiling and sighed. At this moment, all her sadness, worry, and good impression of her husband disappeared, replaced by helplessness toward her husband’s dramatic and childish behavior.

She did not expect that the person who saved Feng Group from the brink of bankruptcy and led it to become a top-level enterprise in a few years would be such a person.

She felt that what this marriage brought her was not a husband, but a son or an ancestor. He is so hard to please and such a drama king!

After calming down, she finally looked at him and said with a smile, "Husband, I didn’t say we would never have children. However, it is too early to consider this now. I’m only 20 years old."

Finally seeing his wife’s smile, Feng Zhexuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, it’s up to you to decide whether to have children or not, because you are the one who gives birth to the children. No matter what your decision is about this matter, I will support you. But don’t keep me waiting too long."

"What do you mean?" she asked him.

"Wife, I am a normal man, I have my needs. You are my wife, of course, I need your help in that matter," he said with a grin.

Hearing this, Yan Yuling blushed and said, "You take a rest first, I will buy some porridge for you. Be good and talk less or your throat will hurt."

"Wife, I also want soy milk and tofu pudding."

"Well, do you want sweet tofu pudding or salty tofu pudding?" she asked him.

"You can buy whatever flavor you want to eat. I like both," Feng Zhexuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Zheming entered the emergency room and said, "Sister-in-law, Zhexuan likes to eat sweet tofu pudding."

Hearing this, Yan Yuling nodded and asked, "Assistant Wei, do you want me to buy something for you too?"

"Thank you, but no need. I have finished registration and Zheming can be transferred to the VIP ward after he finishes his IV," Wei Zheming shook his head.

"Okay, thank you for your help, Assistant Wei," Yan Yuling said gratefully.

After Yan Yuling left, Feng Zhexuan said, "Zheming, who asked you to become a busybody?"

Wei Zheming raised his eyebrows and said, "You obviously love sweets and hate salty tofu pudding. Do you want to hide this from her?"

"I just want to know her preferences." Feng Zhexuan said with displeasure in his voice.

"Ah, so that’s why you let her buy what she likes," Wei Zheming said suddenly.

"Looks like I ruined your plans," he added, not feeling sorry at all.

"By the way, when are you going to tell your wife about your allergies?" he asked.

Feng Zhexuan was silent for a moment and said, "I haven’t planned to tell her yet. At least, not until she truly likes me. If I tell her now, she will think that I am close to her because of allergies."

"Isn’t that the truth?"

"Even if that’s the case, I don’t want her to know now. It would be best to cure my allergies so she doesn’t have to know about it forever," Feng Zhexuan added in a low voice.

Wei Zheming shook his head, sighed, and said, "Zhexuan, I hope you know what you are doing. When a relationship starts with deception and conspiracy, it will never end well. She has the right to know the truth and make her own choices."

Seeing that his friend didn’t say anything, he added, "Then I will take my leave first. Since it’s a holiday, let’s have a good rest. If you continue to work like a robot, your body won’t be able to handle it."

"Mhmm, I know. Thank you, Zheming," Feng Zhexuan nodded.

When he was alone, Feng Zhexuan looked at the ceiling and fell into deep thought.

He also knew that his relationship with his wife was fragile and that if she knew the truth, their marriage would be difficult to maintain.

But for some reason, he didn’t dare let her know that he was allergic to women, and he was more afraid to let her know that he could only touch her.

He should make his wife fall in love with him as soon as possible and solidify the foundation of their marriage. Therefore, even after she found out, she wouldn’t think too much about it.

While Feng Zhexuan was thinking about how to flirt with his wife, Gu Jianci was eating breakfast in a hotel room in Beijing.

While eating, he suddenly felt a headache. Thinking that it might be due to lack of sleep, he endured the pain and finished his black coffee.

The headache lasted for half an hour and then slowly disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to his psychiatrist.