Tan Weifeng: I still won't, I can't bear to. Oh well, let her flip through it if she wants, no one else saw it anyway.
Soon, the retired cadre managed to convince himself.
The couple went straight to the bathroom when they got home. There are two bathrooms in their master bedroom, so they don't disturb each other.
I quickly took a shower, changed into my pajamas, and went downstairs for dinner.
The old man rarely asked, "Why are you so late coming home today? Was there traffic?"
Doesn't he know his grandson? Leaving work on time and getting home on time has become a habit; it's abnormal if he comes home late.
The veteran cadre's face stiffened, but Ning Yan said without changing her expression, "I was slow going downstairs and wasted some time. I'll try to be faster tomorrow and try to get home on time."
The retired cadre breathed a sigh of relief, but if he went home on time, would he lose today's perk?
The old man chuckled and said, "I was just asking casually. It's good that you're alright. If it's because of traffic, you can live near the company. That would save you a lot of time. Just come back and keep this old man company on the weekend."
Hehe, if the young couple spends more time alone together, maybe he'll be able to hold his great-grandchild soon.
The veteran cadre explained, "I have a large apartment near the company. If you don't mind, we can stay there tomorrow."
Ning Yan: Goodness, the assets of these two personalities are still separate. She thought the old man was letting them live in the apartment with the little puppy.
Tomorrow is the weekend.
Old-fashioned: He was so focused on benefits that he forgot about time.
"Then I'll move there on Monday."
Ning Yan didn't say anything more and ate her meal in a down-to-earth manner. She didn't care where she stayed, but why did she feel that this man was a little anxious?
Haha, as expected, all men, regardless of their personality, are lustful!
After dinner, the man specifically told Ning Yan, "I'm going to the study to work. I'll go back to my room when I'm done."
He actually wanted to say something else: Do you have any work to do? If so, we can work together.
But after thinking about it, he was afraid he wouldn't be in the mood to work, so he decided against it.
Ning Yan nodded to indicate that she understood.
The man went to the study.
They returned to their bedroom at ten o'clock. Ning Yan was already lying in bed. She was used to finishing all her work at the company and then watching short videos and reading novels when she had nothing to do. If possible, she would definitely go to bed before ten o'clock.
...
After having breakfast on Saturday, Ning Yan said she wanted to go shopping.
The retired cadre voluntarily transferred money to her for household expenses.
Although the old man gave her a huge bank card on the day of the marriage proposal, Xiao Fengfeng also handed over his salary card.
But he is who he is, and has nothing to do with anyone else.
His card and "his" card were also separate.
"Are you coming home for lunch?" He was busy with work and didn't have time to spend with her, but he still wanted to show her the concern he needed to have.
Ning Yan kissed him on the cheek. "We'll see. I'll call you when the time comes."
The man was satisfied; this time he didn't need to ask for it.
He kissed me back and said, "Okay, call me if you need anything."
Ning Yan finally got to drive her own car and went home to pick up her parents. She hadn't had time to spend with her family before, but this time she could.
"Mom, you should move into the house that Wei Feng gave you as soon as possible. It's just sitting there anyway, and we still have to pay property management fees every year."
"What? I have to pay even if I don't stay?"
"Yes, the cost isn't low, so you should move out as soon as possible. You can also rent out this old house to earn some rent, which can amount to tens of thousands a year."
Without going into too much detail, earning seven or eight thousand a month is quite reasonable, given the good location.
"Then let's just rent out the villa. We can make at least two or three hundred thousand a year."
She examined the property certificate several times. The villa is located in the CBD business district, with a floor area of over 530 square meters. It could easily rent for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month.
Ning's father disagreed, saying, "What are you saying? That house was given to us by our in-laws. If you rent it out, not only will they think it, but when our daughter and son-in-law come back, you're asking them to live with us in our small three-bedroom apartment?"
Ning's mother: "..." Her husband is right. What she said earlier was just blurted out without thinking.
They're not short of money at all, so why would they want to make money with a villa?
"We'll pack our bags when we get back, and move tomorrow."
Ning Yan laughed. "Why not live in a nice house?"
Judging from the man's attitude towards her, their relationship is unlikely to break up.
Even if he is the dominant personality.
However, life is full of unknowns.
She never imagined that her younger, more adorable husband harbored such a huge secret.
She spent the whole day shopping with her parents. Besides her buying a lot of clothes, her parents also bought some. The rest of the time was spent buying new household items.
I got home at exactly six o'clock.
The housekeeper told her that the retired cadre was still busy upstairs, and instructed the servants to take her back to her room. She went straight to the study.
The retired cadre looked up and was surprised to see his wife; this was the first time she had ever entered his study.
Did you enjoy shopping?
Ning Yan glanced around the ridiculously large study. The desk and bookshelves were made of red sandalwood, the sofa was made of brown solid wood, the cushions were white, and the coffee table had a dark wood base. The teacups and teapots were all made of purple clay. It really suited his style.
She walked around the desk, pushed one of the man's arms away, and plopped down in his lap. "I'm happy, but my legs hurt from all the walking, and my feet are all rubbed raw."
The retired cadre looked at her fair little feet, and sure enough, there was a red patch on her heel, but thankfully it wasn't broken. "I'll have the housekeeper bring up the first-aid kit. I hope it doesn't swell up tomorrow."
Ning Yan snorted, "Then hurry up, it'll be time for dinner soon."
Tan Weifeng pressed the intercom, gave his instructions, and then nudged Ning Yan: "Ahem, sit down."
"Sit still."
Ning Yan spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and even snorted in her heart, "Old-fashioned, let's see what you can do to me."
"By the way, did you see the pictures I sent you? Were they nice?"
Tan Weifeng's hand, which was pushing the person, immediately stopped, and he coughed several times because he was choked by saliva.
"Yes, I saw it."
Is it pretty?
Tan Weifeng felt a flush rise to his cheeks, and the thought of his wife's appearance in those photos quickly triggered a physical reaction in him.
"Stop fooling around, get up, the butler is here."
Ning Yan couldn't help but laugh at his embarrassed expression, but for his sake, she obediently got up.
Just then, there was a knock on the study door, and the butler brought in a first-aid kit. After he left, the man immediately got up and gestured for her to sit on the sofa. He then gently disinfected her small feet and applied a band-aid.
"Alright, let's go downstairs for dinner."
Ning Yan started to hug the man's neck and whine, "Honey, what should I do if I don't want to move? My feet really hurt."
Tan Weifeng: ...
He pulled his wife's arm away and helped her up. "Let's go, I'll help you." (End of Chapter)
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