Chapter 893: Chapter 867: Tied Up in Her Own Knots
Mr. Yu used ice water to calm his thoughts. Seeing her staring directly at him, he thought she was thirsty too. He wanted to get her a bottle of ice water but then remembered she might be pregnant, so it shouldn’t be too cold. Instead, he got a peach and a melon, sat back down beside her, and casually picked up a fruit knife.
Dayi glanced at the knife in his hand and silently shrank back into the sofa.
"Are you that afraid of me?" He was amused by her.
This smile made her, his number one fangirl, blush again. It wasn’t because she was infatuated; it was just that when an ice-cold person smiles, everyone is enchanted. The less a person smiles, the more beautiful it is when they do.
"A bit... About leaving home with the child today... that was my fault."
Perhaps because she saw him smile, Dayi didn’t feel as tense.
Her emotions toward Mr. Yu were always abundant; any small action from him could tug at her heart.
When he was happy, she would smile. When he was angry, she would be scared.
Sometimes she wanted to strive for a relationship like Qian and Xiaoqiang’s, but it seemed she and Mr. Yu only managed equality in bed. At other times, just one look at him left her at a loss. To her, he was not only a husband but also a male god.
"If you know it’s wrong, then why join in with Evil Woman for the fun?"
"She’s not an evil woman; she’s my mentor."
"What mentor? All she does is corrupt other people’s wives! And besides, you’re her second sister-in-law, by rank she should be calling you that."
"But she was the one who guided me in my studies... Without her, I wouldn’t have met you... Without her, I’d still be sleepwalking now... Without her—"
"Enough about her, let’s talk about us." Mr. Yu’s temples throbbed as he listened.
Jealousy, especially jealousy of a woman, is really not a good feeling. He wanted to ask which was more important - Evil Woman or him?
Considering that asking might cause his wife to lose her admiration for him, Mr. Yu subversively held back.
"Dayi, today’s events weren’t your fault. It was my mistake."
As he spoke, Mr. Yu lowered his head to peel the fruit skins. The peach skin was peeled, the melon skin was peeled, both of equal length and thickness.
"It was my fault, not yours... Actually, the reason I left with Qian was because I was a bit greedy—I’m sorry! I was wrong!"
Dayi felt guilty for not living up to Qian’s earnest teachings. Qian had told her what kind of depth a woman should have, but she accidentally forgot, and seeing Mr. Yu carefully peeling the fruit for her, she confessed everything in a rush.
"Greedy? How so?" Mr. Yu paused.
"I don’t want to divorce you."
"Divorce?!" Mr. Yu almost cut his hand with the knife. How dare she even have such a wicked thought?
"I also don’t want an abortion..."
"Abortion?!!"
"I want to be with you, and I also want to give you a child."
That was the most pleasant sentence!
"Then why did you leave if you wanted to stay?"
"You said you didn’t like kids! You always had a stern face! You looked just like a domineering CEO from a romance novel, where the next moment, you’d throw me some money and coldly tell me to get an abortion! Or divorce!"
Mr. Yu’s mouth twitched, "From now on, stay away from Shi Touyu too!"
Why are there no normal people around his wife?
There’s an Evil Woman Qian who always wants to be queen, and a silly Shi Tou who keeps reading romance novels!
"I like Qian, and I also like Shi Tou! How can you ask me not to be with them? You don’t like to talk, so if I don’t find friends to accompany me—ugh!" She wasn’t sure why she was crying, but she just felt so wronged!
Mr. Yu watched her cry like a tearful mess and sighed.
Oh, it seems Evil Woman Qian was right, a woman’s emotions might indeed be different when she has a child. His wife never used to be like this.
In that case, don’t blame him for using his trump card. It’s time to try the ultimate skill taught by Yu Laomao!
"Stop crying, or I’ll kiss you. If you keep crying, I’ll take you to the room and do something else to make you stop crying. By then, if Mom brings the kid back and sees us, it wouldn’t be appropriate!"
Mr. Yu felt a bit embarrassed after saying that.
"Mr. Yu, you—" Dayi was also shocked. Is this still her Mr. Yu?
Sometimes she felt he had a bit of a dual personality!!!!
"Call me husband!" This is what Yu Laomao advised as the ultimate move, though Mr. Yu felt a little awkward using it, his face slightly blushing.
Yu Laomao’s original words were, whenever you find a woman throwing a tantrum, there’s only one principle: your skin must be thicker than a city wall and deeper than the ocean. Be proactive, don’t fear being skinned alive, say anything without fear!
Mr. Yu thought Yu Laomao made it sound so easy, yet it was a bit challenging in practice. Not everyone has skin as thick as Yu Laomao’s. Mr. Yu thought, if it doesn’t work, he’d strap Yu Laomao to a plane’s propeller, take him to the sky to be shoulder to shoulder with the sun!
"Husband!" Dayi was so struck by Mr. Yu that her brain stopped working; whatever he said, she did.
Then both of them blushed; the atmosphere fell into an awkwardly sweet silence, and neither spoke.
If Yu Minglang used this move on Qian, he’d most likely be scratched by her. Xiaoqiang, however, wouldn’t fear scratches. Using a bit of thick-skinned charm, he could coax Qian into forgiving him.
Mr. Yu’s level of thick skin couldn’t compare to Xiaoqiang’s, and using it felt slightly odd.
Forget it; Yu Laomao is unreliable. Mr. Yu decided to rely on himself.
"I wasn’t angry today; I was just... very happy."
"You’re lying!" Dayi immediately looked up, too shy to care anymore.
"Your expression looked as if I owed you millions. The next moment, you’d take out money and tell me to abort the baby!"
"I was just nervous... because when Panpan was little, I didn’t fulfill my responsibilities as a father. I was a bit anxious about how I should fulfill them now, but I am very happy, Dayi, very happy, if you have a baby."
Dayi felt a warm sensation in her heart from his words, tears welling up in her eyes, "Are you lying to me?"
"Have I ever lied to you?"
Dayi shook her head. Never. He was a good husband, one who kept his word.
She just couldn’t imagine that the seemingly omnipotent Mr. Yu also had his uncertainties; she thought only she would worry.
"I... I’m not an outstanding father, and not very competent as a husband either. I’m always too quiet."
He also felt some sorrow about his character.
But it was ingrained in him from childhood, and it would take time to fully change.
"That’s just your nature, I won’t blame you. I knew you were like this when I married you, so why did I today... oh right, I know you’re like this, why didn’t I just ask you? It’s my fault!"
Dayi circled back to blaming herself.
Why was she so caught up in sadness that she forgot Mr. Yu’s nature?
