My Husband Is Not Easy To Mess With. - Chapter 43: A Small Obstacle
Chapter 43: A Small Obstacle
Nie Yao didn’t want that much pocket money.
Due to his overly firm attitude, his wife got angry.
At first, he didn’t flare up but followed Nie Yao’s suggestion: “Then how about eight hundred thousand taels?”
“Eighty taels, wife. Eighty is enough.”
Nie Yao felt that he couldn’t even spend eighty a month and could even save a bit extra in his private stash. He could use it to buy his wife little gifts and such.
“Eighty taels?”
Du Suilan was angered into laughter.
In his opinion, a mere eighty taels, whether of gold or silver, was indescribably stingy.
“Why don’t you want the pocket money I’m giving you?” Du Suilan lowered his eyes; Nie Yao couldn’t see the emotions within. But he keenly realized that his wife’s voice was a little off. “Brother Yao, do you perhaps not like me at all?”
“That’s right, even marrying me was forced upon you by Father.”
This marriage had always been his one-sided pursuit.
He had always understood.
Brother Yao didn’t love him.
Why didn’t he love him?
Why!
“Wife! Calm down, wife!” Nie Yao hadn’t expected his wife to obsess over such a minor thing, with vague tendencies of going crazy. He quickly fanned him, hoping to cool him down.
Fanning didn’t work.
He was flustered and couldn’t find anything around to distract him. Left with no choice, he had to pick up his wife first.
He sat down and reasoned with him: “Wife, listen to me. This marriage thing, you know, involves many issues, big and small, with constant friction. But don’t rush, marriage is a process of two people adapting, discussing, and facing difficulties together. If you’re unhappy with what I just said, tell me directly. Don’t let your mind run wild and label me, hmm?”
“I’m labeling you?”
If he hadn’t said that, it would have been fine, but saying it made all of Du Suilan’s anger erupt.
He grabbed Nie Yao’s collar. “Do you dare say you love me? Do you dare? Ah?”
Alright, he didn’t dare.
Nie Yao wisely shut up.
But he couldn’t completely shut up, or this inexplicable argument would drag on indefinitely.
Nie Yao used his strength to encircle his wife in his arms, holding him still and urging him to listen: “Wife, I’m not… I do like you a little.”
As for love, hadn’t he known that for a long time?
That’s why he wanted to date a little longer and cultivate their feelings properly!
“I actually hadn’t thought about this early, quick marriage…”
Without a deep emotional foundation, suspicion and arguments would continuously emerge.
Nie Yao had anticipated this.
However, he didn’t regret it; he just felt a little sorry for his wife. It was his fault for not being firm enough and being misled by the beauty’s tears, which led to this outcome.
“I knew it… I knew it!!” Du Suilan struggled wildly. In fact, he also understood that all of this was his own doing.
He was the one who made their marriage lack emotion and love.
But, “Why don’t you love me? Why!!”
“I like you, wife.” Nie Yao apologized to him. “I’m sorry, it was too hasty of me to agree to marry you, which made you so sad. I’m sorry, wife.”
“I only thought that feelings could be slowly cultivated after marriage, but I didn’t consider your feelings. It’s my fault, I apologize.”
“You can hit me, but can you go easy? I’m tough and not afraid of pain, but it wouldn’t be good if your hand gets hurt.”
Nie Yao truly didn’t feel pain.
With the strength of his wife, which was like a kitten’s, he considered it foreplay.
Nie Yao was very patient.
Even though the root cause of the argument wasn’t entirely his fault, he sincerely apologized to him.
Compared to his husband, Du Suilan felt even more that he was being utterly unreasonable.
He began to feel sad: Would Brother Yao truly love someone like him?
The usually arrogant Du Suilan gradually became insecure.
He knew his temper was bad, and apart from being beautiful, intelligent, and wealthy, he was utterly useless in all other aspects.
Would someone like him truly receive Brother Yao’s love one day?
Pat-a-pat
Du Suilan’s tears fell.
Nie Yao’s heart immediately panicked. “Wife, what’s wrong? Tell me if you’re uncomfortable somewhere, please? Don’t cry, wife…”
He hurriedly wiped his tears, but his hands were too rough, causing redness on his wife’s cheek.
He felt even more remorseful.
“Wife, my good wife…” Nie Yao continued to soothe him with a gentle, careful voice. “Tell me what you were thinking just now, okay? We’re a couple; you can tell me anything unhappy, and we’ll solve it together.”
“Tell me, please? Wife, my darling wife.”
“Throw all your unhappiness at me, let me worry for you, okay? Hmm? Okay?”
He was truly good at comforting Du Suilan.
No matter how emotional his partner was, he wouldn’t get angry, only hold him and gently coax him.
His patience was extreme.
“I… my temper is so bad…” Du Suilan wiped his tears on Nie Yao’s clothes, sobbing sadly. “I’m worried that you’ll never love me.”
He felt that Nie Yao had been better to him after marriage.
But this wasn’t out of love, but responsibility.
Precisely because Nie Yao was so good, Du Suilan was even more desperate to receive his love.
In the past, Du Suilan could only watch Nie Yao from afar, which allowed him to wait for a very long time. But now, being held by him, feeling his goodness this closely.
Du Suilan was so scared. “I’m worried I’ll go crazy.” Crazy because you don’t love me.
“Wife, you are beautiful. In the entire world, there is no one more beautiful than you in any realm.”
Nie Yao praised him very seriously.
He also said he was smart.
And, of course, very rich.
Nie Yao: “Wife, you are so good, I’m really worried about someone else stealing you away.” Look at that man named He Guizhang; he’s only seen my wife a few times yet is so obsessed.
“I won’t,” Du Suilan said very quietly. “I only love you.”
He wouldn’t be stolen by anyone else.
His love would forever only be given to one person.
Forever.
“Really? I’m so honored!” Nie Yao exaggeratedly showed surprise, which drew Du Suilan’s dissatisfaction, and he was pinched.
His wife finally regained some vitality, and Nie Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
He continued: “Actually, I’m also very scared, wife. You are so good. If I don’t hurry and marry you, hold onto you tightly, and you were to be charmed by some wild flower or weed outside, what would I do?”
“I won’t!!”
Du Suilan reiterated that he would only love his husband alone.
“But we only reunited a few days ago, wife. I have no sense of security.” Nie Yao regretfully said it was all because this sense of security thing transmitted too slowly.
In a few days, he could only receive about the size of a fingernail.
“Then… then how can I give you a sense of security? I clearly love you so much!”
Du Suilan was successfully distracted by him.
He asked somewhat awkwardly how he could give his husband this sense of security.
“It requires us to work together,” Nie Yao said earnestly. “It requires us to work together to nurture and allow our marriage to grow lots and lots of love. That way, no matter which mistress or rival tries to snatch my wife, I can clearly know that they are insignificant in the face of our love.”
“So, wife, are you willing to work with me to have lots and lots of love in our marriage?”