Chapter 69 Part 1

When his secrets were exposed one after another and he was questioned in a cold voice, Zhong Nian was indeed scared silly.

But the scratches that rubbed painfully against his chest, along with the fingers teasing in his mouth, gradually stirred up the rabbit’s not-so-good temper, and he immediately bit back in retaliation.

Zhong Nian clamped down hard with his teeth, biting the man’s long finger until blood welled up, while glaring at him with wet, red eyes full of defiance.

The little wife’s sudden act of disobedience and resistance, along with the pain transmitted from his finger, did not escalate the man’s emotions but interrupted them instead.

Mo Heng seemed to freeze in place. The gloom and anger in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a shifting, inscrutable emotion.

He let Zhong Nian bite his finger, leaving it in the wet, soft mouth.

At that moment, when Zhong Nian pushed the man’s hand again, he successfully pushed it away.

The moment he got a chance to speak, he turned around and yelled at his husband: “What are you being so fierce for!”

Mo Heng looked at him, his two fingers—now slick with saliva and marked with a fresh ring of bloody tooth marks—frozen in mid-air.

In Zhong Nian’s eyes, this appearance meant he had been intimidated by his momentum. His voice grew louder and more confident, and even his back straightened a bit: “I explained everything already. My clothes got wet from water, the scratches were an accident, and so what if I ate some little cookies? Someone came to the door and gave them to me. You don’t have any good snacks at home, and you won’t even buy them. What’s wrong with me eating a few because I was craving them!”

After this outburst of grievances, his emotions fluctuated greatly, turning his own eyes red and pooling with physiological tears. He looked extremely aggrieved and pitiable.

This sight melted the cold, hard expression on the man’s face entirely, softening it like water.

“I… I’m sorry. It was Husband’s fault.”

Mo Heng bent down, took his hand and rubbed it, apologizing humbly in a low voice: “Husband was negligent and made Little Nian feel wronged. Husband will go out right now and buy snacks for Little Nian.”

Zhong Nian lowered his eyes, avoiding Mo Heng’s gaze. He blinked his long lashes, keeping his expressionless little face stern without speaking.

“Don’t be mad at Husband, okay?”

As Mo Heng leaned in, his lips about to press against his forehead, Zhong Nian quickly turned his head away and said uncomfortably in a small voice: “I’m hungry. I want to eat.”

“Okay, let’s eat first.”

Mo Heng returned to his seat.

Zhong Nian picked up his chopsticks again, chewing the greens tastelessly.

Only he knew that under the table, the hand clenched tightly on his knee was already damp with cold sweat.

This matter should be over now, right…

Although Mo Heng had looked a bit scary just now, he seemed to have soft ears. Just by acting a little pitiful, he hadn’t pursued it further and even apologized.

After dinner, Mo Heng really followed through on his promise and prepared to go out shopping.

“Can I come with you?” Zhong Nian asked, a bit nervously. Even though he thought the chances were slim, he still tried hard: “I want to pick snacks myself.”

Mo Heng hesitated for a second and shook his head in refusal: “Little Nian should stay home. Tell me what you want, and I’ll remember and buy it all back.”

That brief hesitation seemed like an opportunity to Zhong Nian. He bit his lower lip, mustered his courage, stepped forward, grabbed the man’s sleeve, and said awkwardly: “I finally waited for you to get off work and come back. I… I don’t want to leave you. I want to go with you.”

Halfway through his words, his ear roots turned completely red.

Any man would find it hard to refuse when his little wife acted so innocently coquettish.

Mo Heng’s throat went dry. He gripped Zhong Nian’s hand in return and relented: “Okay.”

Zhong Nian was delighted inside, his eyes bright as he looked at Mo Heng: “Really?”

“Really.” Mo Heng couldn’t help but lean down and kiss his wife’s enchanting eyes. “We’ll go early and come back early, and rest early tonight.”

After his excitement faded, Zhong Nian felt something was off.

How did he agree so easily?

Soon, Zhong Nian understood what was going on.

Mo Heng took him into the elevator and pressed not the first floor, but the fifth.

When they arrived, Zhong Nian stared blankly at the store in the center of the fifth floor.

This apartment building even had commercial space…

“What do you want to eat? Pick whatever.” Mo Heng had already picked up a handheld basket.

“Mm…”

The store inside the old apartment wasn’t small—it spanned two housing units. The shelves were neatly arranged, full of a wide variety of goods.

But Zhong Nian lacked enthusiasm. He casually picked a few items from the shelves and put them in the basket: “Done.”

“Is that enough?” Mo Heng looked at the basket, which was only a third full. “Little Nian doesn’t need to save money for Husband. Take whatever you want.”

“…”

Zhong Nian wasn’t saving money for him at all, but since the other said so, he spitefully bought a bunch, picking the expensive ones—not just snacks, but also quite a few flashy, impractical items—to secretly test Mo Heng’s limits.

But Mo Heng didn’t even twitch an eyebrow and even proactively added some for him.

While observing the man’s expression, Zhong Nian pretended to browse the shelves.

In his distracted state, he inadvertently looked up and suddenly locked eyes with a pair staring straight at him through a gap in the shelves.

Zhong Nian: “!”

It was too sudden. He reflexively dodged backward, nearly crashing into the shelf behind him, but Mo Heng steadied his waist with one arm.

“Are you okay?” Mo Heng first comforted him, then swept a chilling glance over.

The person on the other side of the shelf came around, raising a hand with a smile: “What a coincidence, Mo Heng.”