Ye Qiaomu

Chapter 833: 833: What Kind of Man Makes His Wife Run Herself Ragged?

Chapter 833: Chapter 833: What Kind of Man Makes His Wife Run Herself Ragged?

Clearly, this man is sitting while he is standing.

Logically, he should have the upper hand.

However, Xiaozhou is well aware that the one who is lacking confidence and is short on presence is himself.

“You…” The young boy swallowed, recalling Miss Gu’s gentle smile, mustered the courage to speak, “Don’t you think you are very irresponsible?”

He Jingyao seemed amused and relaxed his posture a bit: “I’m all ears.”

“Your… your wife is a wonderful person. She takes care of your meals, your life, and your child, but you don’t do your proper job.” The boy remembered the scenes he had witnessed in the past few days, his voice gradually rising. “I’ve noticed you barely do anything every day while your wife stays busy all the time. Don’t you feel guilty?”

“I see.” He Jingyao thought for a moment, then chuckled, “So, what’s your point?”

Xiaozhou hadn’t expected his calm reaction and was at a loss for words.

He had even prepared for the man to fly into a rage, but the other’s demeanor made him seem like he was making a fuss over nothing.

“You shouldn’t treat her like that. Your wife loves you dearly.” Xiaozhou lifted his chin slightly, “Even though I know I’m not good enough for her, if given the chance, I would surely give her the best life possible! And I am capable of doing that!”

“Gaming skills?” He Jingyao smirked.

“…I earn around five hundred thousand a year.” The young boy revealed with a touch of pride, “If it were me, I wouldn’t make her work so hard every day. And I feel you’re not good enough for her!”

Although this man is exceptionally good-looking, the most important thing for a man is capability, right?

A man who can’t even provide for his wife and child, idling away while making his wife run around… what kind of man is that!

“Five hundred thousand…” He Jingyao repeated, suddenly chuckling lightly, “Not bad.”

What he pays in taxes every year, when averaged out per day, is about this amount.

Xiaozhou was silenced again by his reaction, suddenly unsure how to continue.

Just at this moment, Zhixi finally returned after buying cotton candy.

She saw He Jingyao talking to someone from afar, but didn’t pay much attention until she got closer, realizing… wasn’t that Xiaozhou?

“What are you talking about?” She asked with a smile.

Upon hearing her voice, Xiaozhou felt a bit embarrassed and glanced at her timidly: “Miss Gu.”

“Oh, Xiaozhou.” Zhixi beamed and quickly shifted her gaze to He Jingyao.

She handed him one of the cotton candies: “Here.”

Then sat down beside him.

He Jingyao took it, slightly disdaining: “This thing is inedible, why did you buy two?”

“Just hold it,” Zhixi giggled, seemingly amused by the combination of him and the cotton candy.

He Jingyao huffed softly, pinching her earlobe with his free hand: “Are you trying to see me look silly, hmm?”

Zhixi then realized someone was still standing in front of them, slightly embarrassed as she pushed He Jingyao’s hand away.

“Xiaozhou, anything you need?” She asked.

The boy looked at her smiling face, suddenly unsure of what to say.

The interaction between these two was unusually sweet and warm, stirring up a mix of feelings within him, yet his youthful pride wouldn’t let him acknowledge it.