Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 602: Chapter 615: The Mistress of the House

Just then, a figure came running over, ”Captain Mu, hello, sister-in-law.”

After greeting, the man shouted at the entire cafeteria, ”Eat properly, why are you so loud? Aren’t you afraid of scaring our sister-in-law?”

Seeing everyone sit back down, the man turned to An Ran and saluted, ”Hello, sister-in-law. Ding Liang, First Squad Leader, representing Team Three, welcomes you.”

An Ran finally noticed the man. This wasn’t her first time seeing him. He was among the group betting when she arrived yesterday.

Team Three, isn’t that where Mu Xingfeng is?

An Ran smiled quietly, but Mu Xingfeng directly kicked the man, ”I, as the captain, haven’t spoken yet. Who are you, a platoon leader, to represent the whole Battalion in welcoming my wife?”

Ding Liang jumped away the moment Mu Xingfeng kicked out but didn’t run. He stood at a relatively safe distance and continued, ”Boss, our sister-in-law just arrived. We have to show her some of Team Three’s enthusiasm, don’t we?”

Then he turned to An Ran again, ”Sister-in-law, please take a seat. I’ll get you some food.”

An Ran watched him run towards the food counter, then glanced back at Mu Xingfeng. Even though his words were full of disdain, it was clear he was quite pleased with his subordinate.

Feeling An Ran’s gaze, Mu Xingfeng squeezed her small hand, ”Let’s go, sit over there.”

Dinner was two meats and one vegetable, with an extra chicken leg.

Mu Xingfeng moved the spicy dish from An Ran’s tray to his own and then placed the chicken leg from his tray onto hers.

The team members nearby watched as their cold-faced Yama looked at his wife with doting eyes, exchanging food back and forth. They were already feeling full just from watching.

Finally, after enduring a week, on Saturday morning, Mu Xingfeng took An Ran to the clinic to have her stitches removed. The wound was healing well, though the scar was slightly crooked and a bit ugly.

Anyway, Mu Xingfeng said he would find her some scar removal medicine, and looking at the scar now, An Ran was no longer as bothered as she was initially.

Seeing it was still early, Mu Xingfeng directly led An Ran to the parking lot.

”Heading back to the house in the city?” An Ran asked, puzzled. Her backpack was still at home, so if they were going to the city, she would need to grab it first.

Mu Xingfeng started the car and said, ”We’re going to the city, but not home. Taking you shopping.”

”Huh?”

”Didn’t you say you wanted to add some stuff to the Guard Team’s home?”

Mu Xingfeng looked at An Ran, his deep eyes shining with a gentle light.

He never had much demand for living conditions. When the Guard Team allocated him an apartment in the family quarters, he just moved his few things from the dormitory.

The sofa and TV in the living room were bought by Lin Junyang when he got his own.

It wasn’t until An Ran came these past few days that he realized this place couldn’t be considered a home.

He could be fine with it, but he didn’t want to wrong his wife. He wanted to give her the best and the most comfortable home.

Upon hearing this, An Ran turned around, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, ”Can I buy whatever I want?”

”Yes, you are the mistress of this house, so you should be the one to decorate it.” As he spoke, Mu Xingfeng reached out and held An Ran’s small hand.

He didn’t look back, but his cheerful tone made An Ran feel his good mood, and even his words had a touch of sweetness.

Looking at the large hand holding hers even while driving, An Ran turned her gaze to the window, with a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.