signingbooks Chapter 163 A huge misunderstanding! My wife thinks I'm having an affair.
Chapter 163 A huge misunderstanding! My wife thinks I'm having an affair.
The air in the room seemed to have been sucked out by a high-powered compressor, so thin that it was suffocating.
Lin Zhou was grabbed by the collar by Su Qingge, his whole body stiffened on the bed, the machine in his mind called "rationality" was frantically alarming, the red light flashing so hard it was about to explode.
system?
hope Tong?
This misunderstanding is way too big!
He looked at Su Qingge, who was so close to him. Her usually loving eyes were now blazing with fury that could tear him to pieces. Her hands trembled slightly from the force of her grip, her long nails almost digging into his flesh.
"say!"
Su Qingge's sharp shout startled Lin Zhou, making him tremble again.
"What? Haven't you come up with a reason yet? Or are you thinking about how to tell that vixen to run away?"
"Lin Zhou, how come I never realized you had such a strong mentality? Fifty billion! That's enough to buy an island just to keep a canary! You're really willing to spend that much!"
Lin Zhou felt his throat was dry, as if there was a hot iron stuck inside.
Explain? How do you explain it?
Saying, "Wife, I actually have a system; I'm the chosen one"?
Give me a break.
If that were really the case, Su Qingge would definitely call 120 (emergency services) the next second and send him to a mental hospital for a full brain CT scan. At that point, forget about being a kept man; he'd probably lose his freedom too.
But if he doesn't tell the truth, he'll be branded a "cheating scumbag" for good.
"Honey, let me explain, it's not what you think..."
Lin Zhou tried to stall for time, his eyes darting around as his brain raced, searching for a way out.
"I won't listen!"
Su Qingge suddenly let go and threw him heavily back onto the pillow.
She stood up, crossed her arms, and looked down at him with a cold gaze that was more painful than killing him.
"You don't want to say, huh? Fine."
"You want to protect her, right? You don't want to expose her, right? You're so loyal and devoted, Lin Zhou."
She gave a cold laugh, turned and walked towards the dressing room, her voice resolute and without a trace of lingering affection.
"Since you love her so much, then I'll grant your wish."
"I'm going to get the household registration book right now. Let's not live together anymore. Let's get a divorce as soon as possible so that there's room for your 'Xitong'!"
See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau!
These four words were like a nuclear bomb exploding in Lin Zhou's mind.
Divorced?
Did you ruin your wonderful life of living off a woman for the sake of a stupid system? Did you lose such a beautiful and capable wife?
That's absolutely unacceptable!
"No, no, no! Honey, I was wrong!"
Lin Zhou sprang out of bed with a swift movement, rushing over barefoot without even bothering to put on his shoes.
Just as Su Qingge's hand was about to touch the safe containing the documents...
"Thump!"
A muffled thud.
Without any hesitation, Lin Zhou grabbed Su Qingge's leg and clung to her like a koala, refusing to let go no matter what.
"Wife! You've really wronged me!"
"What vixen, what canary? There's no such person!"
"I swear! If I'm cheating on you, may I never forget to add salt when I cook! May vegetable prices always rise! May I always lose at card games!"
Su Qingge was so enraged by his hug that she couldn't move and trembled with anger.
"Let go!"
"I won't give it! I'd rather die than give it!"
Lin Zhou buried his face in her lap, wailing and crying.
"You're going to divorce me anyway, why should I let go? I'd rather die on your lap!"
"There's no such person? Then you were calling for a ghost last night?"
Su Qingge looked down at the usually glamorous director, who was now acting like a rogue, throwing a tantrum on the ground. Her anger subsided slightly, but the sting of betrayal still lingered like a thorn.
"If you don't explain this 'Xitong' to me clearly, even if you don't let go, I'll saw off my leg and divorce you!"
Explain... explain...
Lin Zhou's brain was spinning at 8,000 revolutions per second; his CPU was about to burn out.
His eyes darted frantically around the room, trying to find any props he could use to cover up his lie.
The eyebrow razor on the bedside table? No, that's too rough.
Slippers on the floor? That's too casual.
A wedding photo on the wall? That's too far-fetched.
Sudden.
His gaze lingered on Su Qingge's hand hanging by her side.
A red braided bracelet was tied around her fair and slender wrist.
It was obtained last Valentine's Day when the two went to the Yonghe Temple to pray for blessings. At the time, the master said that this rope could bless a happy marriage, so Su Qingge wore it all the time, even when taking a bath.
Because it had been worn for a long time, the red string had darkened in color, and the small safety buckle on it was also quite worn.
Red string...
Tie a red string...
system……
A bolt of lightning instantly pierced the fog in Lin Zhou's mind.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly, like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood.
"Honey! I remember now!"
"I remember what I shouted last night!"
Su Qingge looked at him coldly, her eyes saying, "Keep making things up."
"explain."
"If you dare to lie to me even once, I'll let you experience the power of this eyebrow trimmer."
Lin Zhou took a deep breath, his face showing a look that was both "survived" and "aggrieved".
He pointed to the red string on Su Qingge's wrist, his voice trembling, with an almost pious sob.
"Honey, you've really misunderstood."
"System...it's really not human!"
"It's neither a woman, nor a man, and certainly not some kind of vixen!"
"It is...it is this rope!"
Su Qingge was stunned.
She subconsciously glanced down at the red string on her wrist, her brows furrowing into a deep frown.
"rope?"
"Lin Zhou, do you take me for a three-year-old? Calling a red string a system? Is that what your dictionary says?"
"It's not the red string, it's the system!"
Lin Zhou was sweating profusely with anxiety, gripping her legs tightly with both hands, and began to spout nonsense in a serious manner.
"Honey, think about it, what's this rope for? It's for tying to our hands, right?"
"In my hometown...yes, in that remote mountain valley, there is an ancient dialect."
"Tying two red strings together symbolizes that everything must be together and never be separated."
"So, that's what a 'system' is!"
"A general term for anything tied with a red string! Abbreviated as 'system'!"
This explanation is utterly absurd—it's ridiculous beyond belief.
But Lin Zhou's expression at that moment was just too sincere.
Those bloodshot eyes, streaked with hangover, were filled with loyalty to the marriage, love for his wife, and the unbearable pain of being wrongly accused.
Su Qingge looked at him, her lips twitching slightly.
This reason...
Although it sounds like nonsense, for some reason, when paired with Lin Zhou's face, it actually creates a strange sense of logical consistency.
"A general term for tying red strings?"
She repeated it suspiciously, the murderous intent in her eyes fading somewhat, replaced by a look of disdain for someone with intellectual disabilities.
"Then what did you mean when you shouted 'Don't play dead' last night? Can a rope play dead?"
Lin Zhou's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, there's still a vulnerability!
But he reacted very quickly, immediately putting on a look of deep sorrow.
"That's because...because I dreamt that this rope broke!"
"I dreamt that it broke, which means our relationship is ending too! I'm so anxious! I'm so scared!"
"I kept yelling at it, begging it not to break, not to play dead, and to get back together right away!"
"As for that five billion..."
Lin Zhou swallowed hard, steeled his resolve, and decided to take the cheesy sentimentality to the extreme.
"What I'm trying to say is, even if you gave me five billion, I wouldn't trade this rope for it!"
"In my heart, the rope that binds us together is worth ten thousand times more than five billion!"
"The reward I want is for you to wear it forever, and to be with me forever!"
After saying these words, Lin Zhou felt that all his acting skills had come out at this moment.
The Oscars owe him one!
The room fell into a deathly silence.
Su Qingge looked down at the man who was clinging to her leg and crying like a 200-pound child.
She glanced again at the ordinary red string on her wrist.
Although reason told her it was still absurd, a corner of her heart softened uncontrollably.
Even if it really is made up.
He was able to come up with such sweet talk about "not wanting to separate" to coax her in a critical moment.
That bastard...
It's not that hateful anymore.
"Alright, stop howling."
Su Qingge sighed, reached out and ruffled his messy hair, and the icy tone in her voice finally melted away.
"Although your explanation sounds like utter nonsense."
"But since you love this rope so much... I'll let you off this time."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhou felt as if he had been granted a pardon.
He slumped onto the carpet, as if his bones had been removed, panting heavily.
Fortunately.
Luckily, I reacted quickly.
That job as a kept woman is safe.