Take her as my wife

This 28,000 yuan bed emptied two-thirds of Tan Wen's savings. Brother Hong was very generous to him, but all the money he earned was used to treat the Hu brothers' mother's illness. Even though Tan Wen himself didn't usually spend money extravagantly, he only had this little bit left in his account.

However, for Tan Wen, money can be earned back, and as long as Jiang Ni can get a good night's sleep, the money was well spent.

However, he certainly couldn't say that he bought the bed.

Tan came up with a plan. He took advantage of the fact that no one was home in the afternoon and had the merchant find someone to replace the old bed with a second-hand one. He sold the old bed for about a hundred yuan.

Then he put the money in a box on the dining table and sent He Xiaoling a message: I won a bed in the lottery. I'll give it to my sister-in-law to sleep on first. The money from selling the old bed is here for you to put on the table.

He Xiaoling didn't ask any more questions. The bed in Tan Mei's room was indeed old. It was fine to sell it. She was happy to get a new bed for free. After Jiang Ni left, the new bed would still be at home.

Jiang Ni came home a little late today. He Xiaoling left her some food, but the dishes weren't served separately. Looking at the several plates of leftovers that had been stirred up, Jiang Ni didn't know where to start.

Just then, Tan Wen returned. Seeing Jiang Ni's slightly furrowed brows, he glanced at the table and understood everything.

He Xiaoling usually served him a separate meal, and Tan Wen knew that his mother didn't care about Jiang Ni.

Tan changed his shoes and came into the house, asking her, "Do you want some fried rice? I'll make it."

Jiang Ni nodded, wanting to follow him into the kitchen, but he blocked her at the doorway—although he was not old, his figure was not like that of a thin and frail young man. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall stature, more like an extremely upright tree.

She looked up at him and asked, "?"

Tan Wen, standing so close to her, involuntarily swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing, and squeezed out a few words: "I can do it, you go sit down."

He Xiaoling heard the range hood start up, but she assumed Jiang Ni was heating up her food, so she didn't pay any attention. Half an hour later, she came out of the bedroom.

Then I saw my precious little one collecting the dishes and heading into the kitchen to wash them?!

"Hey, leave it there, Mom will wash it. What are you doing washing dishes, you big man?" She quickly stopped her, glancing at Jiang Ni with a displeased expression.

Jiang Ni was wiping the table and didn't notice this glance, but Tan Wen did. Tan Wen closed the kitchen sliding door, put on an apron and said, "Mom, you need to understand one thing: she's a guest right now, she's not married to my brother yet."

He Xiaoling complained under her breath, "She didn't pay a single penny, she eats, drinks, and stays for free, and I still have to serve her?"

Tan Wen took out his phone, fiddled with it a few times, and slightly raised his chin: "I've transferred the money to you. I'll transfer 2000 to you every month from now on. That'll be enough for her to eat, drink, and live on."

He Xiaoling was reluctant to take his money. She knew he hadn't earned it easily. Originally, she didn't want him to hang out with that Brother Hong, but Tan Wen wouldn't listen.

"Why are you giving her money? If anyone should be giving money, it should be Xiao Yan, not your wife," He Xiaoling said, her eyes darting around, lowering her voice, "Xiao Zong, you wouldn't be happy about this..."

Tan Wen interrupted her coldly, "Mom, if my brother hears this, it will only cause more conflict between us. Please don't say such things again."

He Xiaoling realized she hadn't said anything quite right, and gave an awkward smile: "Okay... Mom will wash the dishes, you go and rest."

"There are only two bowls, I can handle that."

He Xiaoling had no choice but to go out. The bathroom door was closed, the light was on inside, and there was the sound of running water. Jiang Ni was taking a shower inside.

She subconsciously felt dissatisfied with her meticulous habit of showering every day, but thinking of the 2000 yuan that Tan Wen had just transferred, she didn't bother with the water bill anymore and went straight back to her bedroom.

When Jiang Ni came out of the shower, the living room lights were off, but a small light was on in the hallway from the bathroom to her bedroom.

She went to the balcony to hang the clothes to dry, then turned off the lights and went back inside.

After her bedroom door closed, Tan Wen came out of his room and went into the bathroom she had just used.

They always used scented soap at home, but as soon as Tan Wen entered, he could smell that the fragrance was different. There were still some bubbles on the drain in the shower area that hadn't run down, so Tan Wen guessed that Jiang Ni was using her own shower gel or something similar.

He took off all his clothes, but couldn't bear to turn on the shower, afraid that the steam would dilute the fragrance.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. His body and mind were more relaxed than yesterday. After closing his eyes, he slowly climbed a mountain called "desire" under the influence of the fragrance.

The Tan family's old house had two balconies. The larger one was used by Tan Wen to hang sandbags for boxing practice, and the smaller one was used to dry clothes.

The clothesline only had Jiang Ni's clothes hanging there recently, still wet and dripping water, showing that she was indeed very bad at housework.

Tan Wen took her skirt off, wrung it out, and hung it back up. Then he narrowed his eyes—he couldn't see her underwear.

Jiang Ni probably felt embarrassed, so she took the underwear back to the window of her room to air it out.

Realizing he had actually tried to peek at someone else's underwear, Tan Wen was annoyed and cursed himself as a "pervert." He hurriedly hung up his clothes and left the balcony.

Then he ran into Jiang Ni, who was waiting for him, in the corridor.

"Why was the bed in my bedroom changed?" she asked.

Tan Wen used the same excuse he used to deceive He Xiaoling to answer her question, but Jiang Ni knew better than He Xiaoling. She recognized the furniture brand and didn't believe that any KTV would be so willing to spend money on employee raffles.

She assumed Tan Yan had changed it for her, so she didn't bring it up again with Tan Wen. Instead, she asked him suspiciously, "Aren't you still in school? Why are you working at a KTV again?"

"Summer job," he thought for a moment, then decided to tell the truth, "I don't like studying, I want to start earning money as soon as possible."

When he said that, he had a "what the heck" attitude, wanting to see if she would show disdain or regret on her face.

But Jiang Ni didn't.

She simply nodded: "It's fine."

She pointed to her brow bone, her tone calm but clearly concerned: "Just try not to get hurt."

Tan lowered her eyes and asked, "Don't you think I'm being ignorant and incompetent, sister?"

Jiang Ni met his gaze and said calmly, "If what you're doing now is something you enjoy and something you find meaningful, then my opinions and the opinions of others are irrelevant, and you don't need to care."

Tan Wen's heart skipped a beat.

He had a vague feeling that he was finished.

For a long time to come, he'll probably be a perverted man who covets his future sister-in-law.

Several days slipped by unnoticed, and Jiang Ni belatedly realized that Tan Wen would leave home later than her every morning and arrive home shortly after she returned in the evening.

"Thanks."

He Xiaoling was invited by her friends to play mahjong all night, leaving only the two of them at home. Jiang Ni ate the dinner Tan Wen had prepared and sincerely thanked him.

After finding out what she was thanking her for, Tan replied indifferently, "It was just a small favor."

He took care of all the cooking and washing the dishes. Jiang Ni leaned against the kitchen door, thought for a moment, and suggested, "Tan Wen, how about I tutor you?"

"?" Tan Wen turned his head to look at her, the words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue, but then he suddenly thought of a scene that was not suitable for children.

Just two days ago, Hu Jiarong found a short film, and Tan Wen was dragged along to watch and learn from it.

"This kind of role-playing relationship is really popular lately...hehe, desks, pointers, school uniforms...hehe..."

Tan couldn't help but wonder what she would be like as a teacher, with her cool and beautiful face and intellectual and gentle temperament.

So he licked his dry lips and accepted, "Okay."