Waiting For The Wind

When Feng Qing was born, she was sold to a couple from the mountains due to the hospital’s negligence . 
Sixteen years later, her biological parents brought her home from a small mountain village, she thought her life would better, but it did not. Not only did she not get love from her parents, her substitute sister made her blind. In the end, her parents married her off to an old man in his fifties. 
On her wedding day, Feng Qing escaped from the hotel with strings of bodyguards chasing after her. In a critical situation, she climbed into the black car that was parked by the roadside. 
In the back car seat sat a handsome man where cold ruthlessness was a constant fixture on his face. He looked like someone who could not be trifled with. 
Feng Qing patted her dirty little hands. "So, mister, I noticed that loneliness is written all over your face. What do you think about having a wife who has now presented herself to you?" 
Xie Jiuhan was commonly referred to as the Ninth Master. He was the overlord of Capital City and had a volatile personality. He was stubborn and ruthless. The socialites in the Capital City used all means, but none of them came close to even touching the hem of Master Ninth's clothes. 
From this day onward, rumors started to spread in Capital City. Ninth Master, who usually steered clear of women, raised a petite little wife in the manor and spoilt her to the core. 
Master Ninth: "My wife is too weak to take care of herself." 
The doctor: "Then, who's that lady who shattered someone's kneecap with a single kick?" 
Master Ninth: "My wife used to live in villages, she's not good at her studies." 
The students in Capital University: “Your wife keeps getting number one in every examination. If she's not good at her studies, what are we? Retards?" 
Master Ninth: “My wife is extremely timid. She's not met many bigshots or prominent figures." 
The public: “Please shut up!" The leading authority in medicine, science professors, and famous international directors queued outside your house, begging to see her! Yes, your wife had not met bigshots or prominent figures before because she was the most prominent figure here.

Henyee Translations

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

Henyee

Feng Qing held the razor in one hand and gently supported Xie Jiuhan's chin with the other. The sharp razor slowly brushed past his face, and the stubble disappeared.

"Is it comfortable?" Feng Qing asked gently.

Xie Jiuhan did not say anything, he just laid on her thigh and nodded slightly.

"Then in the future, let me help you shave, alright?" Feng Qing continued asking.

Xie Jiuhan still nodded gently. At this moment, he closed his eyes tightly and quietly enjoyed the joy of shaving.

A moment later, Feng Qing put away the razor and wiped off the foam on his mouth with a clean towel. However, this was not the end. Feng Qing pressed her hands gently on Xie Jiuhan's shoulders and massaged them with her fingers.

Xie Jiuhan's brows twitched slightly, but he didn't stop Feng Qing. He knew very well that this was a massage.

Tenderness