40 Heartfelt Feelings

This is also my first time being a wife.

Xue Lu was unhappy.

This morning he took Song Qinggui to the hospital and then went to the group to handle some business.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the matter was almost resolved, and he handed it over to Chen An to finish up. He immediately drove home, stopping by the supermarket to buy groceries along the way.

As soon as I got home, I immediately searched for food bloggers' tutorials on social media and made two dishes and a soup, hoping that Song Qinggui would have a hot meal as soon as he got home.

But what about Song Qinggui?

She went home, changed her clothes, and chatted with him. What did they talk about?

She said the hospital had caused another problem: the parents, both with type O blood, had a child with type B blood. She suspected it was the Mumbai blood type, but she had to wait for the test results from a professional institution.

She said she was prepared to accept her father's suggestion to become the chief public relations officer at Xue's company. As for the medical department of Jingtian Hospital, she wanted Wu Xiaoqian to take over. This blood type incident would also be a good test of her ability to handle disputes.

She said she contacted Meng Yuxing today. She was hospitalized again, but it seemed to be a different hospital. She said Feng Zhe found her there. She wondered what kind of spell Feng Zhe had cast on Meng Yuxing, making her unable to leave this man for the rest of her life.

She said she would do laundry after dinner, and he could put whatever he needed to wash in the laundry basket, but she didn't care about his underwear; she wanted him to do his own chores...

As Xue Lu listened, his face grew increasingly dark. Song Qinggui clearly noticed this and slowed down his eating and talking pace.

"What's wrong?" The oppressive atmosphere grew heavier, and Song Qinggui asked.

Xue Lu said in a deep voice, "You came home... just to tell me this?"

Song Qinggui was taken aback. What she said was all quite important. Jingtian Hospital was his property; shouldn't she report anything to him? Her joining the Xue family was also important; the Xue family was his father's life's work, and her working for them, in a wealthy family like theirs, represented something... As for the latter two matters, Meng Yuxing was related to their family's future financial expenses. Doing laundry was indeed a small matter compared to the previous ones, but it still concerned his livelihood...

Song Qinggui was completely baffled. Seeing that she didn't understand, Xue Lu put the chopsticks on the table.

When Song Qinggui saw his chopsticks, a sudden realization struck her—how could she have overlooked something so important!

She quickly put on a gentle smile: "The food was delicious today, I really liked it, thank you for your hard work."

Song Qinggui was telling the truth; Xue Luzhen really had a talent for cooking. Apart from his somewhat rough knife skills, the taste was excellent.

But Xue Lu merely tilted his head slightly, his gaze still filled with dissatisfaction, and his expression showed no improvement.

Seeing this, Song Qinggui also put down her chopsticks. She racked her brains to recall what she had just said, trying to figure out what had upset him.

After thinking for a long time, she could only find one way to offend him, so she tentatively asked, "How about I wash your underwear for you too?"

Xue Lu was so angry that he stuck his tongue out at his cheek, sneered, and then stood up and said, "Are you full? If you are, I'll wash the dishes."

Song Qinggui: "I'm...I'm full."

Next, Song Qinggui watched as Xue Lufeng swept up the dishes, put his dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and then went into the bathroom with his underwear in his hand, scrubbing it vigorously in the sink.

It seems that it really was because of the underwear; Song Qinggui felt he had solved the case.

"How stingy Xue Lu is!" she immediately exclaimed. "But washing underwear is something that should be done by oneself. What is there for him to complain about?"

Oh well, he comes from a good family, so he probably never really washed himself growing up. It's okay, these things can be taught gradually.

Song Qinggui adjusted his mindset and said to Xue Lu, "Are you sure all the clothes you put in the laundry basket can be washed? I'm going to do the laundry now."

Without answering, Song Qinggui went to the balcony dejectedly.

Song Qinggui threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine and then added the laundry detergent pods. As soon as she turned on the washing machine, Xue Lu stood behind her with a cold face.

Song Qinggui turned around and was startled, his shoulders involuntarily hunching over.

Xue Lu took a step closer to her, facing her: "Song Qinggui, you really don't know? You forgot what you told me, didn't you?"

Song Qinggui frowned, thought for a moment, and still didn't understand: "Forgot... what did you say?"

Xue Lu was completely exasperated: "Last night was our wedding night. Was my performance last night really that unsatisfactory to you? You haven't seen me all day, and when you got home tonight, you didn't even say 'I missed you'?"

Song Qinggui finally realized what was going on, but after realizing what Xue Lu was sulking about, she couldn't help but laugh: "You're angry with me because of this?"

Xue Lu was even more furious: "Shouldn't I be angry?"

Song Qinggui still smiled: "Why are you acting like a child? It's just that we didn't see each other during the day, it's not like we're... um..."

As Song Qinggui was speaking, Xue Lu leaned in and kissed him.

Xue Lu kissed Song Qinggui with utmost passion, first on his lips, then on his neck and collarbone. As the kiss deepened, Song Qinggui's pajamas loosened, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

Xue Lu was like a child craving candy, and that candy was in Song Qinggui. He worked tirelessly and searched high and low for it.

Things were already on the verge of getting out of control. Song Qinggui placed his hands on Xue Lu's chest: "No...we'll go back to the room later..."

Xue Lu's eyes reddened: "Song Qinggui, I told you long ago that I'm not a gentleman. You promised me that you would treat me a hundred times, a thousand times better than Cheng Wuliang and Yan Fengqian..."

Song Qinggui finally composed herself, which meant she acquiesced to his impending indulgence.

This tacit acceptance was not because she chose to relinquish power in her romantic relationship, but because she trusted Lawyer Xue.

She believed that even in his most frantic moments, Xue Lu would never hurt her; he would make her happy. This was the character of Xue Lu, the man she loved.

Song Qinggui's prediction was correct.

They lived on the top floor of the tallest residential building in Shengshi Junlan, with an excellent view from the balcony overlooking the most bustling night view of Lancheng CBD.

As dusk settles, the city lights begin to twinkle, illuminating countless homes.

At the most harmonious moment of spiritual and physical union, the cells in Song Qinggui's cerebral cortex discharged due to pleasure, causing white light to flash before her eyes. Combined with the neon lights of the city before her, she seemed to see the most dazzling scene on earth.

What a nice view……

For the first time, she felt that the world was so wonderful, and that being alive was so wonderful.

Song Qinggui breathed heavily, leaning against Xue Lu's equally heaving chest.

The washing machine was still humming, drowning out their heavy breathing.

After the waves subsided a little, Song Qinggui looked at the mess on the ground and sighed helplessly: "I have to wash another pot of clothes."

Xue Lu smiled, grabbed a piece of clothing from the side, took out a small box from the pocket, and opened it in front of Song Qinggui. Inside was a pair of couple rings.

He picked up the smaller one and put it on Song Qinggui's finger: "Just buy one to wear for now, and we'll choose a proper wedding ring when we have our wedding ceremony."

Song Qinggui raised her hand to look at her ring finger, and a moment later Xue Lu placed his palm next to hers.

“If Bulgari knew you were making their brand sound so worthless, they definitely wouldn’t invite you to their shows anymore.” Song Qinggui looked up at Xue Lu from his arms and said, “Xue Lu, you’ve never been one to like luxury goods, and neither have I. Don’t buy such expensive things anymore.”

Xue Lu tightened his grip on Song Qinggui's waist, making her lean closer to him.

The two watched the night sky over Lancheng in silence, letting the lingering scent of passion swirl around them, gently enveloping them.

“For a long time, I didn’t actually believe in marriage.” After a long pause, Xue Lu finally spoke. This was the first time he had shared his views on love and marriage with Song Qinggui: “I was born into this kind of family. My father’s marriage model is not uncommon in our circle. In the vortex of money and power, desire is far more prominent and important than feelings. From childhood to adulthood, I have seen and heard too many stories of women who are hysterical in their marriages. And wealthy men seem to have many women, but I don’t think they have ever truly experienced love. Like my father, I don’t think he was truly loved by any woman other than my mother… I mean, Ms. Wen. I don’t think he was ever truly loved by any woman other than Ms. Wen, including my own mother. I don’t know what he thinks, whether he feels empty and lonely in the middle of the night. But I don’t want to live a life like his.”

Song Qinggui turned around, found a comfortable position, hugged Xue Lu, and listened quietly to him speak.

“I want a wife I love and who loves me in return.” Xue Lu lowered his eyes to gaze at Song Qinggui in his arms. “I want to have love, desire, and loyalty for her, and I want her to feel the same way about me. I want to love her with all my heart and soul, and she can’t live without me. I want to give her all the best things in the world, and she wants to give herself to me completely, body and soul. Song Qinggui, I’ve found you. I found you ten years ago, when will you find me…”

Song Qinggui was somewhat shocked by Xue Lu's words. She had never known that he was someone with such a high need for emotional intensity. But considering his family background, it didn't seem surprising that he had such needs.

Song Qinggui gazed at Xue Lu for a moment, then wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a kiss on his face. She said earnestly, "Xue Lu, I had a... tough time before. I was a loner, constantly struggling to make ends meet. When I was with Cheng Wuliang and Yan Fengqian, I was financially dependent on them and did my best to repay them. I was so busy that I couldn't build any lasting and intimate relationships with anyone."

Upon hearing Song Qinggui's words, Xue Lu's eyes welled up with heartache, and he hugged her even tighter.

Song Qinggui said softly, "This is the first time I've loved someone so unreservedly, and the first time I've been someone's wife. And you know, our marriage started very hastily and unconventionally. I need to learn, can you give me some time?"

A feeling of warmth spread through Xue Lu's chest.

“Lawyer Xue,” Song Qinggui spoke softly, addressing the question that most bothered Lawyer Xue: “I miss you, how could I not miss you, I just… I just…”

Xue Lu kissed Song Qinggui's lips once again.

He didn't need to explain; he just needed to know that she had him in her heart.

After kissing enough, Xue Lu picked Song Qinggui up and carried him horizontally.

"What are you doing now..." Song Qinggui was really scared. Even if you like something, you can't keep doing it endlessly.

Seeing her frightened expression, Xue Lu couldn't help but say, "Although I am not a gentleman, I am not a beast either. Let me carry you back to your room to rest."

“But the balcony…” Song Qinggui said, “and the clothes…”

Lawyer Xue: "I'll wash them! I'll even wash your underwear! I'm not like some people who complain about their husbands."

"I...I didn't." Song Qinggui's face flushed again.