Paranoid Doctor Only Loves Me
Chapter 118 - 096 If you want to get married, we can get our marriage certificate tomorrow (2 updates)_1

Chapter 118: 096 If you want to get married, we can get our marriage certificate tomorrow (2 updates)_1

Having driven out of the underground garage, Lu Han couldn’t help but think of Jiang Shanshan’s delicate face that had turned pale from anger, which made Tang Su smile belatedly.

Today, Jiang Shanshan had proudly entered the operating room with Lu Han in front of Tang Su and Sun Qing. Tang Su had not forgotten, and in fact, she had thought of a good way to put Jiang Shanshan in her place.

However, she would need Lu Han’s cooperation for the plan.

What she didn’t expect was that before she had the chance to share her plan with Lu Han, he had already managed to make Jiang Shanshan’s face turn pale on his own.

And not just pale, but deathly pale.

That was indeed satisfying to witness.

This woman, with her incredibly thick skin, hadn’t taken the time to consider that when she had reconnected with Lu Han, they were already colleagues, right?

She had liked Lu Han for a long time, hadn’t she?

With no progress at all, had she not wondered why?

Now that she had reconnected with Lu Han, she seemed genuinely in a rush.

"What are you laughing about?" Hearing the laughter, Lu Han’s face looked a bit better than before. He was annoyed that the girl didn’t clarify the misunderstanding with others, but he couldn’t stay angry with her for too long.

If she didn’t want to explain, there were probably reasons she didn’t want to explain.

"Nothing."

"Hm?"

"Doctor Lu, shouldn’t we go pick up Little Douding now?" Tang Su quickly changed the subject. They hadn’t picked him up yesterday, and if they didn’t today, the little guy would get upset.

"No need, let him stay for another day. It’s fine."

Tang Su: "..."

Alright, Little Douding, it’s not that your sister didn’t come to pick you up, it’s that your family’s male master doesn’t want to.

After passing two traffic lights and turning a corner, Lu Han hit the brakes and parked the car outside the Ruyi Congee Pot restaurant.

The doorkeeper was enthusiastic, guiding them to a parking spot and then handing them a free parking ticket. Lu Han took it and bent his arm, waiting for Tang Su to come closer on her own initiative.

To avoid the embarrassment of reaching out for her hand only to have her pull away again.

He was willing to co-operate with her and keep the secret from Beijing for three months, but as Bai Dingxian had said, they might not be able to keep it hidden forever, given the many informants in Beijing.

Besides, Grandpa Wu already knew.

It wouldn’t be surprising if, one day, the old man, feeling like a child, shared with his grandfather that he had a girlfriend. Once his grandfather knew, his father would inevitably find out.

Eventually, they would all arrive in full force to check out Tang Su.

It seemed that he also couldn’t keep his background from Tang Su any longer; he had to come clean to avoid shocking Tang Su’s family when people did show up.

For his senior sister, he could ask his teacher and teacher’s wife for help with penetrating their defenses.

But with Tang Su, he had to tell her himself.

The girl, who seemed gentle and easy to coax, actually had a fierce temper. A slap could solidify her decision to break up with Ye Sichen, so if she found out he had deliberately hidden something from her, it really would be tough to placate her later.

At the restaurant entrance, the greeter led them to a window seat just right for two. Sitting down, Tang Su wanted to order their signature seafood congee in a clay pot.

She had been here once with Sun Qing and had loved the taste so much she could’ve swallowed her own tongue.

The two of them had ordered the clay pot congee and a few snacks, and it cost them three hundred yuan. Although it was a bit pricey, it was truly delicious.

Tang Su was aware that Lu Han’s monthly salary wasn’t very high, and a congee that cost three hundred yuan wasn’t cheap for him. She thought about it and decided she would pay the bill that night.

After all, there was no rule that said in a relationship, the man had to pay for everything, right?

She was now making slightly more from her two stores than Lu Han, so whether in a relationship or in marriage, it seemed only fair that the one earning more should bear a larger share of expenses.

A family belonged to both partners, and they should share responsibilities together, rather than expecting the man to be solely responsible for providing.

But Lu Han didn’t let her have the seafood congee, "No, you’re just recovering from a fever, you can’t eat seafood. Avoid it for a couple of days."

Tang Su pouted, and the attending server quickly agreed, "Yes, miss, your boyfriend is just caring for you. We also do not recommend seafood congee if you have a fever. We have vegetable porridge, made with chicken soup as the base, and chicken in it."

"What do you both think?"

"Okay, let’s have the vegetable porridge," Lu Han decisively said. "Measure for two, recommend whether we should take a small pot or a medium pot."

Lu Han was there for the first time and had never visited before.

"For two people, it depends if you want side dishes. If you do, a small pot will be enough. If not, a medium pot can fill you up."

"Do you want side dishes?" This time, Lu Han turned to Tang Su for her choice.

"Yes, I want a portion of dry-fried pork intestines, a portion of garlic eggplant, another of spicy fried snails, a mixed plate of braised dishes, and also some edamame," said Tang Su as if asserting herself, ordering a hefty amount.

"Two people can’t finish so much, miss," the server remarked, not expecting Tang Su to order that much. It would be wasteful if they didn’t take the leftovers with them.

The restaurant owner advocated against waste when setting up shop, so the servers had to remind the customers to order judiciously when they went on a spree.

"If we can’t finish, I’ll take it to-go. I ordered it, so you just sit tight," Tang Su declared with great gusto.

The server looked to Lu Han for confirmation, and with his silent approval, the server turned to place the order.

"Alright, you two just wait a moment."

Maybe it was an aftereffect of the fever, but right now Tang Su was acting like a little kid throwing a tantrum about wanting candy during an outing with her parents, and ending up not getting any.

Lu Han was treating her like a doting parent, indulging her every whim.

Pampering her despite her unreasonable behavior was something Lu Han did willingly.

Especially since the waiter at the restaurant was good at talking and immediately recognized they were boyfriend and girlfriend. Considering her previous comments about her boyfriend, Lu Han felt that it would be alright for Tang Su to order a few more items.

"Boneless chicken feet. How about the lemon-flavored ones?" Lu Han continued to suggest with the menu in hand. "And this spicy duck neck looks appetizing as well."

As someone who enjoyed eating bon bon chicken, Tang Su must surely like spicy food too. Eating something spicy might help sweat out a fever, but seafood was definitely not a good choice.

"How much do you make in a month, Doctor Lu?" Tang Su suddenly asked.

"At least ten thousand, I guess." Lu Han had never actually calculated the amount. It seemed he hadn’t used any of his salary over the years; the money would get deposited every month, and he wouldn’t even look at it.

He really didn’t know how much money he made each month.

"Well, I make three to five times that," Tang Su said with a proud lift of her head. "The clay pot porridge isn’t cheap either. Just with what we ordered just now, it’s almost three hundred, right? And you want to order more? One porridge will blow four to five hundred. Doesn’t that bother you?"

People nowadays are very serious, especially men, who have been taught by their families to be calculating.

These things, Tang Su had overheard from customers chatting in the store.

She hadn’t been involved with many men. Aside from her dad, relatives, her older brother, Ye Sichen, there was also Wu Jie and Ade.

Ye Sichen never complained about her spending freely, mainly because her ability to consume really wasn’t that impressive.

There wasn’t much to complain about.

"If it makes you happy, it’s all good. Whether it’s four to five hundred or four to five thousand, if the money is spent, we can always find a way to earn it back. The happiness it brings is something not even gold can buy."

Lu Han took the opportunity to impart a life lesson to Tang Su. She was a business owner herself; being so tight-fisted didn’t seem quite right, did it?

"But you can’t just waste money for the sake of being happy, right? Also, as the elders say, when your pocket is full, you still need to think about what to do when it’s empty. I like to save money; saving also brings me joy."

"Hmm, if that’s what you like, then it’s fine. Let’s not order any more, and save the money to make my girlfriend happy," Lu Han said gravely as he put the menu down, deciding to follow Tang Su’s wishes and not be wasteful.

Tang Su: "..."

It was only later that Tang Su felt something was amiss. Wasn’t Lu Han the one who was upset at first?

Even though she didn’t know what he was upset about, how did it turn into Lu Han placating her, and why was she being the difficult one?

Tang Su felt so frustrated; she had no idea why she was being difficult.

Was it because Lu Han wouldn’t let her have the seafood porridge?

That seemed to be the case, but also seemed not to be it.

Waiting for the clay pot porridge took a tad longer. Seeing that Tang Su’s mood had somewhat stabilized, Lu Han asked whether she was too tired last night.

Why didn’t she blow-dry her hair after washing it?

"..."

Faced with Lu Han’s question, Tang Su’s dark eyes rolled round and round as she pondered whether to tell him the truth or not.

Without a made-up story to fend off the question, she wasn’t sure whether to lie.

If she told the truth, she worried that Lu Han might laugh at her.

After all, all of this was just her own unfounded worrying, and she got herself into a fever over it.

And it had distracted Lu Han from work because he was worried about her.

"You don’t want to tell me?" Lu Han pressed.

Tang Su shook her head. "No, it’s just... I thought when you asked how long I wanted the relationship to last, you were considering breaking up with me."

Her voice got lower and lower towards the end.

Extremely embarrassed.

She had already found out from Bai Dingxian that Lu Han was trying to fend off his family’s marriage pressure for her.

He wanted her to enjoy the bliss of romance for a while longer.

Lu Han was speechless, flicked Tang Su’s forehead lightly with his finger. It looked forceful but was actually gentle.

"If you want to get married, we could go get the certificate tomorrow."

"..."