Your husband makes quite a lot of money

You carefully selected some useful items, compared prices, and added the ones with the best value into the shopping cart.

Long Yejue watched her do all this with a blank expression, unable to find words to describe his feelings in the moment.

"Wife, your husband makes a lot of money. You don't have to be this frugal," he finally couldn't hold back and said.

But Tang Mianmian ignored him. "Even if you earn a lot, you shouldn't be wasteful. What if one day there's no money left?"

"That's impossible," he replied firmly.

"I'm just saying, hypothetically." She knew that was unlikely, so it was just a what-if. Was he really that sensitive?

Long Yejue looked down at her, his mood suddenly bright, "Looks like choosing you as my wife was definitely the right choice."

Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat—she couldn't handle this almost-confession. Smiling, she said, "Now you see how great I am, huh? Honestly, meeting me was the luckiest thing that ever happened to you."

"Yes, meeting you was my greatest fortune," he said warmly.

Their mood while shopping in the supermarket became better and better.

Now he was the one pushing the cart, and Tang Mianmian was doing the selecting. Watching her organize everything so methodically made him realize how different it was from his usual chaotic approach.

"If one day I become flat broke, would you still stay with me?" Long Yejue asked casually.

Tang Mianmian didn't even hesitate. "Yes."

That response truly pleased Long Yejue. He reached out and hooked her waist as she was reaching for something high up, hugging her from behind.

The sudden hug made her pause. She looked up slightly, "What are you… mmph—"

His passionate kiss landed before she could finish.

Tang Mianmian struggled a bit—it was a supermarket, even if he had cleared the place, there were still staff around.

Getting seen would be so embarrassing!

But Long Yejue had always been indulgent. The moment the impulse struck, he naturally acted on it.

Of course, if possible, he'd have liked to take it further.

Only when she was breathless and her face was flushed did he reluctantly release her. Gazing into her dazed eyes, he murmured, "I hope you'll keep your word."

Tang Mianmian let out a laugh. "Didn't you say that day would never come?"

"I was just speaking hypothetically too," he replied with a smile.

She rolled her eyes. "That wasn't funny at all."

"Let's go. I still have more to buy. Let's look around," Long Yejue said, pulling her with one hand and pushing the cart with the other.

Tang Mianmian asked curiously, "What else do you need? Your house has everything."

"You'll see in a moment."

"…"

If he didn't tell her, she always had a bad feeling. The past experiences had taught her well.

She followed him uneasily, heart tightening.

But no one expected Long Yejue's joke would turn into a prophecy, and he would really fall from his high place.

At that time, she didn't look back.

**

Long Yejue took Tang Mianmian to the household goods section, searching intently for something, walking up and down the aisles.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Tang Mianmian finally lost her patience after being dragged around.

Long Yejue didn't answer. After turning another corner, he finally found what he wanted. "This."

Tang Mianmian looked closely—and instantly froze.

That damn man had been looking for condoms!

She wished lightning would strike her on the spot.

She turned to walk away, but he gently tugged her back by the wrist—she couldn't escape.

With a tone full of inexplicable glee, he said, "Why so shy? We'll need them anyway, better to be prepared."

Tang Mianmian: "…"

Prepared… for emergencies…

She was so embarrassed she wanted to bite him.

Long Yejue, meanwhile, was seriously choosing, even asking about her preferences. "What kind do you like? Textured? Ribbed? Or maybe the energetic series?"

Tang Mianmian: "…"

Aaaah, she really wanted to bite him!

"Let go of me. If you want to buy this, do it yourself. Don't drag me into this embarrassment!"

If he weren't holding her hand, she'd have fled like a startled little lamb.

Long Yejue was in a great mood. "Since you won't say what kind you like, I'll just buy a few boxes of each."

"!!!"

He was insane.

She stared at him, scalp tingling. "Why are you buying so many?"

While diligently picking, he answered casually, "We'll need them. And I know you won't come shopping for this with me again."

Tang Mianmian was both depressed and on the verge of tears.

She was never giving him this chance again!

Damn it!

After the condoms were picked, Tang Mianmian's face remained red as a cooked shrimp. She trailed behind him, too embarrassed to lift her head.

He, on the other hand, was enjoying himself, strolling happily while she gritted her teeth in frustration.

When they passed the gardening section, Tang Mianmian paused.

Long Yejue glanced at the potted plants. "You like these?"

Tang Mianmian nodded. "I think our home lacks life. These can liven it up and decorate the place. Especially your study—plants can reduce radiation. You sit in front of the computer too long, it's not good for your health."

Long Yejue wasn't interested at first, but hearing her say our home made him oddly moved. He nodded, "Alright, pick as many as you want. It's fine even if we fill the place."

It would prove she had fully entered his world, slowly brightening his once dark life.

Tang Mianmian rolled her eyes at him. "Fill the place? What, you think it's a forest?"

"If I'm the forest, then you must be an animal. Those animal onesies of yours could finally come in handy," he said offhandedly.

Tang Mianmian snapped her head up and glared. "Didn't you say those pajamas were thrown out?"

"…"

Busted!

He cleared his throat and picked up a calla lily. "This one's nice. Good for the desk, helps with radiation."

She knew he was changing the subject and was about to press him further when a staff member approached them politely. "Young Master Jue, you can leave the potted plants here. We'll have them delivered to your home."

"Okay, take one of each," Long Yejue said, placing the lily on the staff's cart and pointing at a shelf.

Another one of his lavish shopping habits. Tang Mianmian had long given up correcting him. She wanted to protest, but—

She saw the staff sneak peeks at the condoms in their cart.

Her cheeks instantly burned again. She quickly grabbed a few pots. "These, we'll take these. Please deliver them to our home, thank you."

Then she pulled him away.

Long Yejue still wasn't done. "I haven't finished shopping."

"That's enough!" she said, barely holding it in.

He figured she was shy and decided not to push it.

At checkout, Tang Mianmian shook off his hand and left the register area first.

She couldn't risk being stared at by the cashier...

Those glorious boxes of condoms...

Aaaah!

She swore, this was the most embarrassing shopping trip of her life. She would never go shopping with him again!

The cashier had never faced such a handsome man before and was stuttering.

Especially when scanning the condoms—her face turned red, heart pounding…

Buying so many—how powerful must he be?

Electrifying as always, Long Yejue didn't notice the chaos he left in his wake. He pointed at the boxes. "Please pack these separately. The rest, send them along with the plants."

"Y-Yes, sir." The cashier was still stammering, her heart a mess.

When Long Yejue left with the bag, the cashier finally felt like she could breathe again.

"Ahhh, he's so handsome! How can a man be that handsome?" she whispered, hands over her mouth, trembling with excitement.

Her coworkers, who hadn't interacted with him directly, were all envious.

"You're so lucky! Young Master Jue checked out at your station. I'm so jealous! You even got to talk to him."

"He really is a god-tier man. Even better-looking than on TV!"

"So dreamy. I'm in love."

"Do you know what he bought the most of?" the cashier said with a sly grin.

"Condoms?"

"Yes! He must be amazing in bed, he bought so many…" She was still dazed by his charm.

Everyone else was just as excited, gossiping away.

Meanwhile, Long Yejue stepped outside with the bag. Tang Mianmian's blush was just fading. She took the bag and told him to get the car.

Once he left, she looked at the bag.

Didn't they buy a bunch of stuff? Why was there only one bag?

She opened it curiously…

And instantly her cheeks burned again.

This man!

He only carried back the condoms.

If they weren't bought with money, she'd have tossed them immediately.

Even after getting in the car, she hadn't recovered. She tossed the bag to the backseat with disdain.

Long Yejue kept smiling, which made her grind her teeth.

When they returned to their seaside home, the moment they stepped in, something felt off.

Perfume.

A woman's perfume.

Women are always more sensitive to these things. Tang Mianmian glanced at Long Yejue, who didn't seem to notice and walked in casually as usual.

But she stopped at the doorway.

He noticed she hadn't followed and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you just standing there?"

Tang Mianmian didn't answer, just looked around cautiously.

He thought she was still feeling shy and teased, "Even if I have the pajamas and those things, it doesn't mean I'm going to jump you now. Though I wouldn't mind, I know it can't be rushed. Come in."

Tang Mianmian blushed at his words and shook her head. "Now's not the time to talk about that."

"Yes, we'll save that for tonight."

"…" She wanted to twist his ear so badly.

Could he please let it go?

"Did you give the keys to someone else?" she asked, stepping inside and glancing upstairs.

If there was no one downstairs, then someone must be upstairs.

Long Yejue raised an eyebrow. "Why are you suddenly asking that? Are you finally asserting your rights as my wife?"