Chapter 028 White Lies

When he got home in the evening, Ji Qingyue had already prepared dinner.

The rice was a little hard, a small piece of eggshell was occasionally found in the leek egg, and the winter melon soup had become mushy after being boiled for a long time.

However, these were just minor flaws and were easily overlooked.

Ji Qingyue insisted on cooking for him every day, so he should eat all the food no matter what it was.

Putting down his chopsticks and looking at Ji Qingyue, Yuan Ming wanted to tell him everything for a moment.

"Why are you looking at me, my husband? Is there something wrong?" Ji Qingyue raised her head and suddenly said anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Yuan Ming shook his head immediately.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "If one day you find out that I have lied to you, will you forgive me?"

Ji Qingyue stared at him, the expression on her face gradually became serious, the food in her mouth suddenly became hard to swallow, and her brows wrinkled: "Husband, what did you lie to me about?"

Yuan Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he shook his head subconsciously: "No, I'm just asking." In order to make his words more credible, he deliberately said: "Today in school, a classmate said that his mother was seriously ill. He didn't want to worry him, so he told a white lie. He didn't know the truth until the day he died."

Ji Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief. He and Yuan Ming had been to the clinic before they got married, and both of them were in good health.

He picked up the chopsticks again and said casually: "White lies are wrong in themselves. For those who are deceived, it makes no difference whether they know the truth sooner or later, and they will feel betrayed because of being deceived. If it were me, I would definitely be very angry and would never forgive you!" After

that, he waved his fist at Yuan Ming as a demonstration.

Yuan Ming repeatedly assured: "Don't worry, I will definitely not lie to you."

However, at this time, the more relaxed he looked, the heavier his heart felt. Staying with Ji Qingyue all day and reading so many letters, he deeply knew that Brother Jin was like a spiritual sustenance to Ji Qingyue.

Ji Qingyue was far from being as strong as he showed, and he didn't want to provoke him.

Back in the study, Yuan Ming's mind turned around and around. He didn't know how many times he walked in front of the desk, and finally came up with an idea.

Taking out a pen and paper, this time he did not write the manuscript directly, but first wrote a letter to the readers, which was actually a letter to Ji Qingyue. In the letter, he first expressed his gratitude to the readers for their support, and then said that he did not live in Shifang Town and could not see the letters sent by readers in time, and tactfully asked them not to write in the future.

After writing, Yuan Ming blew off the ink on it and put it on the top of the manuscript.

And he also had plans in mind for this manuscript.

The book "Dangerous Guard" was originally written for Ji Qingyue, and the protagonist in it is Ji Qingyue. He wanted to tell more people what Ji Qingyue did through this book.

After the protagonists gathered, the first unit opened, which was the story of Qin Qiaoer and Wang Qian. Of course, he did not use real names.

The story ends, but the protagonist Mu Shutong begins to doubt his original intention of traveling the world and doing good deeds. He believes that saving people may not necessarily earn him gratitude, and using some violent force when necessary will earn him more respect.

The story ends abruptly in the doubts of the protagonist's hesitation, leaving enough suspense.

After finishing the manuscript in one breath, Yuan Ming realized that it was already very late at night.

He rubbed his sore arm, opened the door of the study, and saw that the light was still on in Ji Qingyue's workroom across the street.

No wonder Ji Qingyue didn't come to remind him to go to bed early.

After knocking on the door and hearing no movement, Yuan Ming gently pushed the door open and saw a thin figure with his back to him.

Passionate Yue bent over, half lying on the table, his hands moving non-stop, pounding the spices in the pestle forcefully and evenly.

Yuan Ming came behind him, and a strong fragrance came from the pestle in Ji Qingyue's hand.

"A-choo!" Yuan Ming couldn't help but sneeze, startling Ji Qingyue who was concentrating on making incense.

"Husband?" Ji Qingyue turned around and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"

After saying that, he glanced at the candle, which was almost burned out. After he came to his senses, he stuck out his tongue and said, "Sorry, today's perfume powder is almost ready. I forgot the time. Husband, are you going to sleep?"

Yuan Ming moved his nose and asked curiously, "What kind of fragrance is this? The smell is too strong, not like your style."

Ji Qingyue smiled and said, "The combination of floral fragrance and woody fragrance is indeed a bit pungent, but this is the scent that Boss Li personally decided on with me."

Boss Li is the proprietress of the rouge shop where Ji Qingyue consigned the perfume. The perfume made by Ji Qingyue is very unique. The smell of each bottle of the same style is slightly different. Customers with different preferences can choose freely. It can be said that a new perfume powder market has been opened up.

His perfume sold very well, but there was a smell, that is, the smell was very light. It was very suitable for wealthy people who never left their houses or went to decent places all day long, but some people worked in poor environments and did not have many clean conditions, so they needed stronger perfumes to cover up their body odor.

Most of the perfumes on the market were expensive, and only Ji Qingyue's perfume was very affordable, so the boss's wife found Ji Qingyue and asked him to re-mix a stronger perfume.

Yuan Ming fanned his nose with his hand, trying to dispel this overly strong smell.

The sweat odor plus the strong perfume, he couldn't believe how horrible it would be if these two were mixed together.

However, he really didn't understand these, so he didn't express his opinion and said to Ji Qingyue: "Go to bed first, it's already late, it won't be too late to do it tomorrow."

Who would have thought that Ji Qingyue, who always listened to him, actually shook her head and said: "No, it must be done tonight. Boss Li promised to give me a good price, but it will be much less if I delay it for a day."

Yuan Ming secretly cursed the hostess for being a bad person, and when he thought of Ji Qingyue who was so busy and still took time to prepare dinner for him, a warm current rose from his feet.

"Husband, go to bed first, I will come soon, gently, and will definitely not disturb your rest." Ji Qingyue clasped her hands together and looked at him eagerly.

Yuan Ming was quickly defeated by his gaze. Just when he was about to give in, he suddenly thought of something and said in surprise: "Qingqing, didn't you say that making perfume is just a hobby and never for making money? Why are you starting to care about the price now?"

Moreover, he just got the royalties from Manager Zhao and put them in the cash box that both of them knew about. They are not short of money at all now.

"I heard that a batch of foreign goods will arrive at the dock soon, including equipment for making perfume. Perfume is different from perfume cream. It can't be made by hand. I want to buy it, but it's very expensive." Ji Qingyue whispered.

Very expensive? All the money in the family is not enough?

Yuan Ming's eyelids jumped and he asked, "How much is left?"

Ji Qingyue hesitated for a moment, said a number, and then said, "I still have some left. I will get enough money from Boss Li tomorrow. The money at home is for our daily life. I will never touch it."

He said it seriously, but Yuan Ming was silent.

Hearing Ji Qingyue's words, he had already prepared to use several hundred taels of silver, but he didn't expect it to be less than a hundred taels.

He was a little doubtful whether Ji Qingyue knew how much money they had in their small treasury.

So, he asked with mixed feelings: "Do you know how much money is left in the box?"

Ji Qingyue pointed with two fingers and said softly: "Our daily expenses are not high, twenty taels of silver is enough to spend for more than two months."

Yuan Ming: "..."

How long has it been since he opened the money box.

"Qingqing, come with me." Seeing is believing, Yuan Ming decided to take him to see it in person.

Ji Qingyue didn't understand, so he followed Yuan Ming to the bedroom. When he saw several silver bills with a face value of one hundred taels in the money box, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Husband?"

Yuan Ming rubbed his head: "I earned this money by helping my classmates review and taking notes in the school."

This is not a lie.

He is in the Qingmiao class, and the teacher is the most powerful in the whole school. The things he teaches are usually more in-depth than those in other classes. Students from other classes who want to get the Qingmiao tattoo will find ways to get notes from the students in the Qingmiao class.

Of course, the money can't be that much, even only a fraction.

Yuan Ming pursed his lips. As expected, a lie needs more lies to cover it up.

Although it was a lie, it worked very well. Ji Qingyue didn't doubt what he said at all. She jumped up and kissed him on the face, then went to the workshop to pack up.

Yuan Ming had just changed into his sleeping shirt when Ji Qingyue came in.

That night, Ji Qingyue was particularly enthusiastic towards him, and Yuan Ming, who hadn't exercised for a long time, almost couldn't resist.

Afterwards, Yuan Ming lay in the quilt panting heavily, his hands and feet were a little out of control.

Ji Qingyue hugged the quilt with an innocent look on her face: "Husband, have you been studying too hard recently? Your physical strength is not as good as before."

Yuan Ming: "..."

As a man, he couldn't stand his husband saying such words. He turned over with a dark face and directly blocked the words he didn't want to hear with his mouth.

With the money, Ji Qingyue didn't have to rush to hand in the work. It took five or six days longer than the agreed date, but the work became more and more exquisite.

When the proprietress smelled the incense powder, she couldn't blame him anymore. She even waved her hand and gave him a higher price.

With more money, Ji Qingyue decided to treat his good friends to a meal at Juxian Tea House.

After everyone sat down, Ji Qingyue poured tea for them one by one. When he counted to the end, he found that one person was missing.

Liu Ruyan calmly drank tea: "It was Sisi. She was going to wait for me to come together, but she insisted on taking a detour to Qingshan Bookstore to look at new books on the way."

Ji Qingyue counted on his fingers, and his eyes lit up: "Today is the day when the new issue of Ten Days Easy Reading is out. How could I forget that I should also go to Qingshan Bookstore to check it out."

After he finished speaking, the others at the table agreed.

These people are all loyal fans of Brother Jin, so they gathered together. When they met, they talked most about Brother Jin and his books.

Liu Ruyan stopped him and said, "Don't worry, wait until Sisi comes. What if you go the other way with her?"

Hearing this, everyone thought it made sense, so they just suppressed their anger and drank a cup of tea.

Not long after, Shen Sisi ran in breathlessly, holding two books in her hands. Looking at the cover, it was the familiar Ten Days Easy Reading.

"I have a great discovery!" Shen Sisi started shouting excitedly before she even sat down.