My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 598... but he compliments her for being cute (extra update, asking for votes)

Chapter 598: 598... but he compliments her for being cute (extra update, asking for votes)

Gu Yingzhou watched her obediently nod her head, his mind inexplicably flashed through the trivia of Tangtang’s childhood learned from the brigade’s folks, his heart felt like it was soaked in warm water, softening completely.

"...Good girl," he said softly.

His voice was deep and gentle, causing Lin Tang’s ears to tingle.

Noticing something swirling in Gu Yingzhou’s eyes and that his emotions seemed off, she suppressed the waves in her heart and pretended to be calm.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Gu Yingzhou’s dark pupils shimmered with emotion, a slight smile playing on his lips, even the cut on his lip seemed enticingly bewitching.

"Because you’re cute."

Buzz—

Lin Tang’s head buzzed.

She was... being flirted with, right?

Suddenly, her pretty little face blushed a rouge pink.

Realizing her face was getting hot, Lin Tang pinched her palm, but it was no use.

She didn’t want to blush, but the person she liked was calling her cute.

Who could withstand that...

Gu Yingzhou noticed the young girl’s face slowly turning red, a meaningful look in his eyes.

Oh, no wonder Tangtang always loved to tease; it was indeed amusing.

Well, he learned something new.

Li Xiuli prepared some honey water and called out to Lin Tang.

"Tangtang, does your head hurt? Come and drink some honey water."

The warmth on Lin Tang’s face subsided a bit as she trotted over.

She picked up the bowl and gulped it down.

Li Xiuli’s smile was tender as she took the empty bowl, "You keep Yingzhou company, your mom and your sister-in-law will go cook."

With those words, she turned and entered the kitchen.

Gu Yingzhou sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, holding up a book and waved to Lin Tang.

"Come here, your book is published; everyone in the family has seen it except for you."

Lin Tang’s face was full of question marks.

She walked over and picked up the book to flip through it.

"When did it arrive, did Brother Su mail it? It looks pretty good."

The paper felt average, somewhat rough, but the cover design wasn’t bad at all, not the least bit tacky, quite elegant actually.

Gu Yingzhou: "It just arrived. I wanted you to see it as soon as possible, so I brought it over."

Lin Tang’s eyes sparkled with mirth as she playfully said, "Thank you. Do you want me to autograph it for you, a limited edition kind? Maybe it could sell for thousands in a few decades."

The remark was clearly a joke, but someone took it seriously.

Gu Yingzhou took out a pen and placed it on the table, nodded lazily, "Do it, sign it."

He wanted to make a memory book for the young girl, one that both he and she could look back on together in the future.

Inside would be photos and important, worth-preserving things.

Years later, looking back, every important moment of Tangtang’s life through the years...

Lin Tang found Gu Yingzhou’s reaction somewhat funny.

Meeting his attentive gaze, she picked up the pen, leaned on the table, and began to write in big, elegant strokes.

’Dreams draped by moonlit curtains, tender feelings along ten miles of spring breeze. Fortunate is the slow journey of horse and carriage, for a lifetime, only one person is delighted. — The little girl of Gu Yingzhou’

"Hmm— Look, pleased?" Lin Tang’s eyes gleamed, her eyebrows as radiant as the moon.

Gu Yingzhou lowered his head to see the two lines written on the book’s front page.

The handwriting was fluid, exuding an indescribable grace.

Reading the content, his eyes intensely focused.

Delighted by only one person for a lifetime.

The little girl of Gu Yingzhou’s family.

The man’s cool features eased into a pleased smile, but just as he was about to speak, Lin Qingmu came over.

Gu Yingzhou quickly hid his smile, lowered his gaze, and carefully put the book away.

Lin Qingmu glanced at him, huffed with a hint of irritation, and took out a book from behind him, placing it in front of Lin Tang.

"Tangtang, I want one too."

Gu Yingzhou’s expression paused for a moment before he continued what he was doing.

Considering it’s for Tangtang’s third brother!

Seeing the eager look in her third brother’s eyes, how could Lin Tang do anything but indulge him?

The pen swiftly wrote a line of text.

"Being able to be the third brother’s sister, I’m truly, truly blessed. ——Dearest little sister (heart)"

Gu Yingzhou’s gaze swept across the adorable little heart, his thin lips slightly pursed, and the smile in his eyes faintly faded.

Lin Tang didn’t notice; after signing, she handed the book to Lin Qingmu.

"Satisfied?"

Lin Qingmu cradled it in his palm, looking at it over and over, his eyes and brows tinted with happiness.

"Satisfied, very satisfied..."

His rough fingertips traced the little heart, his smile on his face slightly silly.

Just as Lin Tang was about to heave a sigh of relief, a small hand gently poked her back from behind.

Turning her head.

"!!!" Lin Tang was stunned.

What’s with the queue that resembled the canteen line, starting with Zhixuan?

Perhaps because Lin Tang’s expression was so unexpected, everyone exchanged glances and declared righteously, "...we want it too."

"Right, you can’t be biased."

Lin Tang fell silent.

Looking towards Ning Xinrou, she rubbed her face helplessly, "Sister-in-law, why are you joining in the fun too?"

The sister-in-law didn’t usually partake in such affairs...

Ning Xinrou smiled elegantly, "Today is different from usual."

Lin Tang: "What’s different about it."

Ning Xinrou pursed her lips and smiled, without any further explanation.

Of course, it was different. This was Tangtang’s first book, which held a different significance.

Seeing that her sister-in-law was being coy, Lin Tang didn’t pursue further questions.

Her eyes then turned towards Mu Sheng, who was standing at the very end of the line.

"Brother Musheng, what’s the matter with you?"

Looking at his expressionless face, with a touch of misanthropic coldness between his brows, yet his rough hands were delicately holding the light and fresh book—it was quite odd.

Possibly because of Mu Sheng’s troubled past, anytime he didn’t smile genuinely, his entire person emitted an aura of chilliness.

He just didn’t look like a good person.

Mu Sheng’s eyes revealed a barely discernible smile because of the intimate tone of Lin Tang.

His aura changed in an instant.

It was like breaking through dark clouds with sunlight piercing through them, entering his heart.

"...Yeah, I want to keep it," he said.

What else could Lin Tang say, "Alright, I’ll sign."

So, in this special era, there came to be a book signing for more than a dozen people.

First was little Bun, Lin Zhixuan.

The little guy even had a request.

With his cute bunched-up hands, he poked Lin Tang’s arm and said in a milky voice, "Auntie, I want a drawing."

Lin Tang looked into her nephew’s clear eyes and nodded, "Okay, I’ll draw for you."

As she spoke, a few strokes later, a cute little child appeared on the page.

With a few more strokes, next to the child appeared a girl with braided pigtails.

It was unmistakably a cute version of Lin Tang and Lin Zhixuan.

In the drawing, the two characters were reading a book under a tree, and the book they were reading was precisely the one in hand.

"May cute little Zhixuan grow up happily! ——Forever loving you, Auntie"

After finishing, she handed the book over, "There you go."

Lin Zhixuan, still not recognizing many characters, ran to Ning Xinrou with the book.

"Mom, read!" he said, lifting his little face sincerely.

Ning Xinrou smiled as she read it out for him.

Hearing the words ’Forever loving you, Auntie,’ the child’s face blushed deeply.

With watery eyes, he buried his face in Ning Xinrou’s thigh, not showing his head for a long time.

"Hehe, why are you shy?" Ning Xinrou rubbed her son’s fluffy head, teasing him with a light laugh.

Lin Zhixuan stiffened a little when he heard the laughter from his mother’s mouth, growing even more embarrassed.

Lin Tang saw this and couldn’t help but laugh.

"What’s there to be shy about..."