My Beloved Super Fierce Wife -
Chapter 416 suddenly turns on the sharp-tongued mode
Chapter 416: 416 suddenly turns on the sharp-tongued mode
As they walked, they didn’t see any young girl who resembled the one described by Tiantian, not even by half.
Just the first characteristic Tiantian mentioned—that the girl’s skin was as white as snowflakes—eliminated ninety percent of the people.
The Ruan family’s old couple once felt that their granddaughter was exaggerating.
But the moment they saw Lin Tang, they thought, isn’t this the young girl whose skin is whiter than snow?
Then comparing the next characteristic—her eyes were moist and clear as if there were little stars in them; that was correct too.
Finally, comparing the overall impression—she looked like a little fairy, beautiful and endearing; that also matched.
They were certain in their minds, and this was also why they were so eager not to let Lin Tang leave.
Upon hearing his grandma’s words, Gu Yingzhou sharply zeroed in on the key point, "...Ran into some trouble?"
He looked at Lin Tang, then glanced at his grandparents.
Seeing that nothing was amiss, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What happened, is everything okay?"
The Ruan family matriarch didn’t want to cause her grandson any worry and waved her hand, "It’s just a little friction, nothing serious."
Gu Yingzhou wasn’t convinced and looked toward Lin Tang.
With her grandson’s back turned, the Ruan family matriarch winked vigorously at her.
Lin Tang couldn’t help but nod with a suppressed smile.
"...It’s really nothing; the person who caused trouble has been taken away by the police officer."
Once they were taken into custody, word of the incident quickly spilled back to their factory.
Even with someone backing him, there was no good end for that person.
How could Gu Yingzhou not see that these people were blatantly fooling him?
He didn’t ask any further since nothing that he wanted to know ever escaped his ears.
"It’s getting late, let’s go out for dinner," Gu Yingzhou suggested.
The Ruan family matriarch saw that he was carrying a camera and that there were not many people left around the rescue plane.
She said happily, "Let’s not eat just yet; it’s rare for this area to be so empty, shouldn’t we take full advantage now?
Tangtang, I see Yingzhou brought his camera—have him take some photos of you to show your family when we get back."
Lin Tang felt a pinch at her heart’s tender spot and was shamefully tempted.
Taking photos to show the family, that was quite acceptable.
Her clean black eyes looked forward to Gu Yingzhou with anticipation.
Gu Yingzhou’s lips curved slightly upwards, his voice deep and resonant, "Okay."
His initial reason for buying and bringing the camera was indeed this.
Understanding the little girl’s treasured feelings toward her family, he always considered things more thoroughly.
The smile on Lin Tang’s face was as sweet as the sweetest sugar she could muster.
"Thank you, Zhouzhou."
In her happiness, the intimate nickname slipped out again.
Oh~~
The Ruan family’s old couple playfully gazed at their grandson in unison.
They had repeatedly instructed not to call him Zhouzhou, yet it was okay for his partner to do so.
All they could say was, well done... Excellent!
That’s how a real man should be.
No matter how upright he appears outside, at home, he should be twisted around their finger.
Gu Yingzhou didn’t even twitch an eyebrow, a model of composed.
"Most of the people have left; let’s go," he said.
The things allowed for public exhibition were usually not secrets in need of concealment.
Photography was also permitted.
Thinking about being bumped and jostled along the way, her appearance must have suffered.
Lin Tang tidied her hair and clothes.
Looking up at Gu Yingzhou, she asked,
"Zhouzhou, is my hair a mess?"
Gu Yingzhou inspected her carefully without any pretense.
He tucked the stray lock of her hair neatly away.
"Is it okay now?" Lin Tang asked, looking at the man whose brows showed earnest attention.
After checking once more, Gu Yingzhou straightened her collar and announced, "It’s fine now."
The pair interacted naturally, oblivious that their eyes for each other alone attracted other people’s attention.
The Ruan family matriarch looked at this scene with full satisfaction on her face.
"...Having seen Yingzhou and Tangtang together with my own eyes, I can finally rest easy," she said softly, feeling moved.
The Ruan family patriarch felt the same way.
"Indeed!"
Lin Tang and Gu Yingzhou were unaware of the old couple’s thoughts.
They simply groomed themselves and started taking photos.
The rescue plane served as the first backdrop.
Lin Tang stood relaxed in front of the plane, her face wearing a sweet smile.
The features of the slightly immature young girl were captured in this summer moment.
Gu Yingzhou found pleasure in photographing the young girl.
He kept clicking away, one shot after another.
He used the film as if it cost nothing.
Lin Tang’s smile was almost becoming rigid when she waved her little hand.
"Is it done; shall we go eat now?"
While adjusting his camera, Gu Yingzhou looked up and commented, "The light here is good; let’s take one final shot."
Lin Tang: "..."
"Alright," she said, and flashed an internationally recognized smile.
Looking at the used-up film, Gu Yingzhou actually sighed.
"This film runs out so quickly; I haven’t used it yet, and it’s gone. Next time, I’ll buy more," he said with a tinge of regret in his voice.
The smile on Lin Tang’s lips gradually disappeared.
Are you the devil?!
After taking the photos, the group left the museum, intending to find a restaurant for a meal.
It was now a break time, and there weren’t many people inside or outside the venue.
They had just stepped out when they were cornered by Wan Manzhu, who had been lurking in a shady spot.
"Grandpa Ruan, Grandma Ruan, Comrade Gu, why are you only coming out now?" She deliberately softened her voice, making it whiny and melodic.
Feeling resentful inside, she purposely ignored Lin Tang.
While she spoke, her eyes twitched spasmodically as she glanced at Gu Yingzhou.
It didn’t harm anyone but managed to make people feel particularly uncomfortable.
Seeing Wan Manzhu’s lack of respect for Lin Tang, the Ruan family’s elder members also didn’t wish to extend any courtesy to her.
The old couple pretended not to see Wan Manzhu and continued to converse with Lin Tang.
"Tangtang, what would you like to eat? There should be quite a few people at the restaurants now, or would you rather come home with us for a meal? We could eat and then take a nap before coming back in the afternoon?"
Concerned that Lin Tang might feel uncomfortable, the Ruan family matriarch added, "It’s just a suggestion, if you’re not used to it or have other plans, just say so directly. We won’t mind."
Her words were filled with consideration.
Just as Lin Tang was about to accept, Wan Manzhu thoughtlessly interrupted.
"Grandpa Ruan, Grandma Ruan, there’s no need to bother so much. What good food is there at home? I’ve already booked us some dishes; we can eat once we get there."
Her expression was proud, and her glance at Lin Tang carried naked contempt.
Hmph, a country bumpkin like you probably hasn’t even seen proper restaurant dishes, have you.
Just wait, I’ll give Lin Tang, that vixen, a good slap in the face.
But.
Her disdainful gaze was already cast.
Yet Lin Tang didn’t deign to spare her a glance.
Wan Manzhu felt as if she’d punched cotton, nearly being choked by her own frustration.
Having encountered Wan Manzhu several times and each time left disgusted, Gu Yingzhou’s patience ran dry.
His voice turned ice-cold, his handsome face seemingly frosted over,
"We’re having a conversation; what’s it got to do with you?"
He instantly switched to his sarcastic mode.
"The way you pinch your voice when you talk, can’t you hear it yourself?
It’s louder than a village chicken, and at least chickens lay eggs and contribute to national construction. What about you? Beside your endless chatter, what use are you?"
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