Oh. That seems to be the case.
And so, she no longer stood on ceremony with him and proceeded to climb on his back just like the previous time.
He smells good.
His shirt smells of lavender-scented laundry detergent.
How ashamed Yan Nian felt then.
Ever since they got married, she had never once washed his clothes for him.
For that matter, he had even been washing her clothes along with his own.
Well, it was all because Jiang Beiyuan tended to wake up early in the morning.
He led a very disciplined life. He would get up from bed at 6 AM, separate the laundry by color to wash in the washing machine, and set the timer before heading down to the gym to work out for an hour. By the time his workout and the laundry were done, it would be about half-past seven.
After that, he would take a short shower and then prepare breakfast. If his wife was at home, he would call her down for breakfast at 8 AM.
The woman would usually wake up around then. By the time she headed downstairs for her meal, he would have already taken half of his meal.
She could still recall a particularly embarrassing situation.
Somehow, she got up really early that day, and when she stepped out of her bedroom, she bumped into the man who had just gotten back from the gym.
Donning only black exercise shorts and a white towel around his neck, this half-naked man was practically dripping with sexiness after his workout. His wet fringe dangled down and stuck to his eyes with beads of sweat gliding down his jaws, firm chest, and down…
"Hey, Dr. Jiang is carrying his wife."
Yan Nian suddenly quivered, and when she regained her senses, she blushed a little.
Other than the frivolous doctor beside them, there were many curious stares from all directions.
Er…
Feeling shy now, she burrowed her head into Jiang Beiyuan's back and refused to look up.
The other man laughed. "By walking this path with her on your back, it will no longer be just our department knowing your relationship. You'll be trending in our hospital's forum tomorrow!"
Jiang Beiyuan shot him an irritated glare.
Zhang Fan continued to laugh fearlessly. He even eagerly followed his colleague all the way to the hall on the first floor.
"Hey, don't say I didn't warn you to watch out. The department head might come looking for you when you report to work tomorrow!"
"Shut your babbling trap up."
As the latter left while carrying his wife away with him, he remained rooted to the spot while clicking his tongue at them.
A third of his monthly salary had been used to buy coffee for a certain person, so he had been nursing a grudge against him ever since. My surname isn't Zhang if the department head doesn't look him up tomorrow!
A black Maybach was parked at the hospital's entrance.
An uptight Xu Kuangjie stormed into the hospital after slamming his car door shut. He had just missed the doctor and his wife.
"Where's Beiyuan?" he asked Zhang Fan.
The latter shrugged his shoulders and tilted his chin to the right corner of the intersection. "You've missed him. He just left with his wife on his back."
"Tsk."
Missed him by just a step.
D*mn it!
"What's wrong? Got something to look for him about?"
Duh.
It's something important. Something relatively important.
It might even concern the rest of his life!
Alas, he could not bring up this matter with Zhang Fan or talk to Jiang Beiyuan over the phone. He could only talk about it in person with the latter.
"Never mind. I'll just come again tomorrow!"
Zhang Fan rubbed his jaws in mischief.
He might be able to watch several interesting shows tomorrow.
...
When they got home, the eager woman made a beeline for the sofa in the living room to set up a game of Chinese chess.
Ten minutes ago, as Jiang Beiyuan was carrying her home, they walked past a small shop selling Chinese chess.
Upon realizing that it had been a long time since she last played a game of chess, she wanted to tell the man to enter the shop to buy a chess set, but the man suddenly asked, "Do you know how to play Chinese chess?"
Hearing that, the woman raised her brows. Her voice could not conceal the pride she had in her. "Honestly speaking, I used to be the runner-up of Ning City's Chinese Chess Championship for the Youth. I have the certificate at home to prove it."
Jiang Beiyuan: "Who's the winner?"
The winner…
A faint figure appeared in her mind after a moment of rumination.
"I don't want to talk about it!"
Under the influence of her father, Yan Yuming, she got into playing Chinese chess from an early age. She could still remember the days whereby she, a first-grader, defeated a fifth-grader in the game.
The only opponent that left her truly helpless was this particular sixth-grader.
Thrice she challenged that person to a game of chess, and thrice she lost pathetically.
It was a humiliating memory for her.
The man snorted. "Is it very shameful to come in second place?"
"Ugh, that's not it. It can't be explained with just a few mere sentences. I don't wish to talk about it, anyway!"
It would take me three days and three nights to finish saying everything about my feud with that person!
He no longer commented on anything about it. Instead, he entered the shop and bought a set of the game.
She tilted her head at him with growing interest. "You know how to play Chinese chess?"
Jiang Beiyuan: "A little."
"Great! I haven't played in a long while. We can sit down for a game later!"
"Sure."
With one hand supporting her waist, he fumbled in his pocket for several pieces of a hundred-yuan bill to make payment.
Through the window, the sunset cast his black, cropped hair in an orange glow like the rising Orange Isle.
She could not help but be flabbergasted at the sight.
Her husband's side profile was really handsome!
When they reached home, the woman eagerly set up the game as she sat cross-legged.
How comfortable it is sitting in this position!
The man sitting opposite her frowned. "Put your legs down. Don't you want your leg to heal?"
"…Fine."
That's nothing. You only know how to preach at me with that poker face.
Now watch clearly and see how I finish you off in the game.
And so, the first game started with a standard C0
Yan Nian played the black pieces while Jiang Beiyuan played the red.
Before starting the game, she smugly said, "Why don't you beg me to give in to you now? I can consider it, you know."