The Valued Lady is Truly Dominant

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: Old Man Song 2: Sore Back, What to Do?

When Song Zhicheng returned to his own yard with his hands behind his back, his wife was flipping through a book under the lamp. Seeing him return, she tossed the book aside and came over to greet him.

”Other people’s wives are sewing under the lamp, but you, this woman, are reading those far-fetched stories,” Song Zhicheng teased her as he enjoyed her service.

Jiang Shi spat at him, ”Sewing, really? Why do I need to do that? What’s the point of the embroidery girls in the house, and the maids I’m raising beside me? They’re paid monthly salaries, not being raised as ladies who do nothing.”

”You, you say that, but I’ve never really seen you treat the ones around you as maids,” Song Zhicheng poked her forehead.

Jiang Shi proudly tilted her head, ”Qing Yang and the others are different. They’re like my sisters; it’s fine to keep them, someone else can do the work.”

Song Zhicheng chuckled.

Even though his wife had a bold and straightforward air about her, he was fond of that energy, absolutely tired of those long-winded women who never got to the point—communicating with them was a real hassle.

He liked how his wife was so straightforward, saying everything plainly, making it all clear at once.

Jiang Shi said, ”You talked with Brother for so long before coming back, the water’s already cold. Go soak first, and I’ll have Aunt Gu and the others bring more hot water.”

She said this while patting his waist.

Song Zhicheng winked at her and said, ”Want to soak together?”

”Get lost!” Jiang Shi’s face turned red, and she punched him, saying, ”After soaking, have some late-night snacks, and then anything goes.”

But no, it’s not about him getting anything he wants; from now on, he’ll have to comply with her.

Jiang Shi seemed to see a little girl reaching out her soft little hand to her, extremely excited.

Song Zhicheng looked at her, feeling inexplicably apprehensive, secretly rubbed his waist—nothing had happened yet, but his waist felt sore.

When Song Zhicheng finished bathing and came out, he saw the late-night snacks on the table. My goodness, could it be that his wife had no spare money to add meat to the dishes, why was everything vegetarian?

Look at what there is: a bowl of milk, cold kelp salad, a dish of little bok choy, stewed mushrooms, tofu puffs...

”Yingniang, do you run out of Silver?” Song Zhicheng asked, eyes full of concern: ”If this doesn’t suit you, talk to your husband. At the very least, we can’t neglect our health, can we?”

Jiang Shi was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: ”We’ve got plenty of Silver, hurry up and eat. It’s good to eat light this late at night.”

Seeing her like this, Song Zhicheng could only pick up his chopsticks.

After finishing the vegetarian late-night snacks, the couple shared a strong cup of tea. Song Zhicheng couldn’t help but say, ”I know you miss me, but there’s no need to stay up all night, is there?”

Look at how strong the tea is.

Jiang Shi directly took his teacup, sat on his lap, and stroked his chest with her small hands, ”Hurry up, to bed.”

Song Zhicheng’s heart was burning hot.

After going to bed, Song Zhicheng found it hard to get up again. His wife was being unusually enthusiastic. It was stimulating, but somehow also felt a bit numbing.

”Wife, has a new pleasure map come out in the capital market? Have you been studying it?” How else to explain the spiciness?

Jiang Shi clutched the pillow with both hands and turned over: ”Rested enough? Let’s go again.”

She had calculated this, even secretly asked her mother-in-law. It turned out to be the ovulation period her mother-in-law mentioned.

No matter how she adjusted this month, they had to give it a try.

Daughter, oh daughter, your mother is hopeful.

Song Zhicheng: ”...”

His wife’s enthusiasm was making him unable to cope, his waist was incredibly sore, what to do.