The Superstar's Contracted Wife Has A System
Chapter 517 Becoming More Virtuous (3)

Chapter 517: Chapter 517 Becoming More Virtuous (3)

Su Yanyi first sat on the sofa and read for a while, but after finding it uninteresting, she went to the small living room to watch TV for a bit. However, after watching for a while, she grew increasingly bored. The clever Su Yanyi couldn’t help but sigh; Qin Jiran’s influence on her seemed to be getting more serious by the day.

She put down the book, turned off the TV, and tapped her fingers on her leg. Then she got up and went to the kitchen.

[Zero Zero One, is there any particular etiquette for brewing tea?] Whenever she encountered something she didn’t understand, she would ask Zero Zero One. The System’s utility rate in the kitchen was undoubtedly the highest.

["Master, are you preparing tea for the male master? The male master loves tea the most. You are becoming more and more virtuous, keep it up, and you won’t be far from being a good wife and a loving mother, master. Keep it up, you are the best!"] An utterly nonsensical overexcited noise!

["Less nonsense, get to the point!"]

When Su Yanyi had brewed the tea and was standing at the door of the study, she suddenly felt a bit uneasy. It seemed that she really was making an effort to be a good wife!

After hesitating for several seconds, Su Yanyi pushed the door open expressionlessly and walked in. Qin Jiran was looking at documents, but he immediately looked up when he heard her, and upon seeing Su Yanyi carrying the teaware, he was momentarily stunned before reacting quickly. He went up to her at a fast pace and took the teaware from her.

"You..." Qin Jiran wanted to tell Yanyi that if she wanted tea, he should be the one to make it. But then it dawned on him that this wasn’t about Yanyi wanting to drink tea. She was pregnant and shouldn’t be drinking such tea. Clearly, she had prepared it for him, which left Qin Jiran somewhat at a loss for words.

Although Yanyi did only small things, every time she did them, they warmed his heart. The Yanyi of the past would never have done such things, but now she was willing to do them for him, like a gentle and considerate little wife, instantly warming his heart.

After placing the teaware on the table, Qin Jiran went back to Su Yanyi’s side and gently hugged her, "Are you trying to make me die of heartache?"

"What are you talking about?" Su Yanyi shifted a bit but felt the man’s hug was tight, so she stopped moving.

"I really want to tell you not to do anything and let me take care of it, but seeing that you’ve done it, I feel both distressed and happy—distressed that you’re working hard and happy because I know you’re doing it for my sake. Yanyi, have I ever told you that you’re becoming more and more virtuous?" Qin Jiran picked up Yanyi and carried her to the sofa, speaking in a warm voice.

"I just made tea; it’s not hard work at all. You are making a fuss over nothing." She wasn’t very skilled, but it was certainly not hard work.

Qin Jiran chuckled to himself. It wasn’t him making a fuss over nothing; he didn’t believe Yanyi had ever done such things before. He understood Yanyi’s personality and habits very well now.

"I’m not making a fuss; I’m seeing the big picture from the small details. With such a virtuous wife, I feel increasingly pressured. You should leave these tasks to me so that I can perform better and better. Otherwise, I’m really afraid you might disdain me one day." Time and affection always change the way two people interact. Like occasionally interfering with a bit of Su Yanyi’s affairs or making a joke about her. Many people say that many jokes are actually the most unintentional true feelings. Just like now, what he said was also the truth.

The Yanyi who was already near perfect in his eyes was becoming more virtuous, truly increasing the pressure on him, a man who hadn’t had much confidence to begin with.

"Your theory is really unique." Su Yanyi didn’t know what to say to Qin Jiran’s theory. She had just made tea, and yet the man had so many feelings about it. Was there any need to be so emotional?